<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:46:13.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing the ghost of a good thing...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4123705952614769726</id><published>2008-11-25T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:42:40.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is. still. alive. barely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just realised it's been a really long time since the last post, which is odd considering the frequency of posts that usually spring up amidst examinations. so i decided to remedy the situation. well, it's that time of year again, and one paper's down and done (also failed and past), so moving on, here's an update of what i did today (studying for pers prop)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SSxCMLbLSQI/AAAAAAAAA9s/FtKJHJvDT1k/s1600-h/2607311583_e16f14257b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SSxCMLbLSQI/AAAAAAAAA9s/FtKJHJvDT1k/s320/2607311583_e16f14257b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272662040736647426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's food! veggies on breadcrumbs, really cool place in tokyo. also very expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aronia de takazawa, go google! also check out ryugin while you're at it.&lt;br /&gt;add to the list of places you'd love to check out but will never go to because 400sgd for a meal is a tad bit too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SSxCMJNUGZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1aG-P5qWfzs/s1600-h/06kiss1.span.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SSxCMJNUGZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1aG-P5qWfzs/s320/06kiss1.span.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272662040141633938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;le baiser de l'hotel de ville by doisneau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;also, we have the ig nobel prizes, the darwin awards, and the stella awards. for the unenlightened, the first is for interesting achievements much akin to the actual nobel prizes, the second for sublimely idiotic self-removal from the gene pool, and the last for really ridiculous lawsuits that waste time. much like this post. and the majority of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-4123705952614769726?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4123705952614769726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4123705952614769726' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4812823741454750479</id><published>2008-10-07T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T03:11:58.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whine</title><content type='html'>i miss lazing around my quiet lake in kingston.&lt;br /&gt;and wandering around the streets in nice weather that doesn't leave me melting&lt;br /&gt;and even preparing my own meals and deciding what to cook&lt;br /&gt;most of all, i miss my madcap travelling&lt;br /&gt;as opposed to studying brainlessly in school right now&lt;br /&gt;(or trying to at least)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4812823741454750479?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4812823741454750479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4812823741454750479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4812823741454750479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4812823741454750479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/10/whine.html' title='whine'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-8866873974120208837</id><published>2008-10-03T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:12:37.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because anything beats studying</title><content type='html'>yeah i realise it's been an eternity since i last updated, not that anyone checks these days, and i still have two posts (on paris and oia) that have yet to be posted and i strangely suspect, never will see the light of day. so it's a lazy saturday night, and i'm in school reading chinese corporate and securities notes when i should be diving. speaking of which, that's pretty much what i've been up to ever since i got back from europe (with at least 60% of my europe photos still languishing somewhere untouched in my laptop taking up copious amounts of space)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we're on the topic of diving, here're some photos from my last few trips (most of them are on facebook, and most of them have captions already, so i'm kinda lazy to add them now). if you're really bored, you can try to figure out which are from bali, perhentian, and redang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp8sdWMNI/AAAAAAAAAro/3ztOJ_pWuu4/s1600-h/IMG_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp8sdWMNI/AAAAAAAAAro/3ztOJ_pWuu4/s320/IMG_0271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253283981798289618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp8_xxUDI/AAAAAAAAArw/sGY_ZE4GYrU/s1600-h/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp8_xxUDI/AAAAAAAAArw/sGY_ZE4GYrU/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253283986984226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp89sGBAI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Xdce4CcsoTo/s1600-h/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdp89sGBAI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Xdce4CcsoTo/s320/IMG_0286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253283986423546882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLeP9uRI/AAAAAAAAAsA/G-VUKl4Pvec/s1600-h/IMG_0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLeP9uRI/AAAAAAAAAsA/G-VUKl4Pvec/s320/IMG_0306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284235682101522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLh7C4qI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GcbJ6uPoWgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLh7C4qI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GcbJ6uPoWgQ/s320/IMG_0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284236668101282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLnQgVYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/22CVi7h7Wr4/s1600-h/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLnQgVYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/22CVi7h7Wr4/s320/IMG_0338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284238100288898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqL3ECKnI/AAAAAAAAAsY/fUeFc4FWmp8/s1600-h/IMG_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqL3ECKnI/AAAAAAAAAsY/fUeFc4FWmp8/s320/IMG_0361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284242342947442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLyIn3II/AAAAAAAAAsg/hit0eiXT4u8/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqLyIn3II/AAAAAAAAAsg/hit0eiXT4u8/s320/IMG_0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284241020017794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqWMTb0pI/AAAAAAAAAso/J_DZwfDEqpc/s1600-h/IMG_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqWMTb0pI/AAAAAAAAAso/J_DZwfDEqpc/s320/IMG_0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284419843379858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqWaRe1pI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6jv-Lh7WRZY/s1600-h/IMG_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdqWaRe1pI/AAAAAAAAAsw/6jv-Lh7WRZY/s320/IMG_0592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284423593285266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the outburst of photos, but as you can see, i only ever manage to overcome the inertia against updating when fish are involved. speaking of which, i need to dive again soon. or travel. or both, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, transcripts of presidential (or in this case, vice presidential) debates makes for entertaining reading in times of extreme boredom. and i cannot understand why singapore (or the united states for that matter, and half the known world while i'm ranting) does not stock/sell a certain book i'm currently looking for, and it's only available in the uk or australia (but amazingly enough, there's no amazon in australia, and amazon in the uk is out of stock, not that i'd ever pay 10 pounds PLUS shipping for a single book) ah well. back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-8866873974120208837?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8866873974120208837/comments/default' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SOdpB-Yg_-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/a53GRxi-EOo/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2270178602976978305</id><published>2008-06-15T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:10:03.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stories of Oia (part i)</title><content type='html'>we'll just keep this post simple. i love Oia. Santorini's beautiful. it's a great place to vacation, the people are uber friendly and are absolutely willing to help you and show you around their wonderful island, the cliffs are a marvel to walk, and the seas and skies are a perpetual endless sapphire blue. not to mention the sunrises and sunsets (not the most beautiful ever, but certainly breathtaking, plus you get front row seats everyday). i could wax lyrical about Oia forever, but i'm lazy and it's easier to let my photos do the talking (note: in the midst of travelling right now, so photos are unedited for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqSMHHC-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/OF07dyHfp1M/s1600-h/DSC_5907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqSMHHC-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/OF07dyHfp1M/s320/DSC_5907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212259373216631778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walking along the streets of Oia on the first night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqSa4z7AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/BYH26Ul0qbg/s1600-h/DSC_5929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqSa4z7AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/BYH26Ul0qbg/s320/DSC_5929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212259377183190018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our amazingly awesome hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqS_-VFvI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2EerudNOecw/s1600-h/DSC_6020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqS_-VFvI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2EerudNOecw/s320/DSC_6020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212259387138447090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my first sunrise in Oia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqTXSb0XI/AAAAAAAAAm4/RG3ANsPOg0o/s1600-h/DSC_6021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqTXSb0XI/AAAAAAAAAm4/RG3ANsPOg0o/s320/DSC_6021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212259393396789618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from outside our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqT7AcwKI/AAAAAAAAAnA/KcGZRQGW4Us/s1600-h/DSC_6031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqT7AcwKI/AAAAAAAAAnA/KcGZRQGW4Us/s320/DSC_6031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212259402985029794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the streets of Oia by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrqr1Hx5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/f2lIy2VIVRE/s1600-h/DSC_6039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrqr1Hx5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/f2lIy2VIVRE/s320/DSC_6039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212260893559605138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and Oia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrq75N1VI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/16FCF2Z5J2k/s1600-h/DSC_6044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrq75N1VI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/16FCF2Z5J2k/s320/DSC_6044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212260897871746386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random shot of door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrrX8IcfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HL_ih-k0XAk/s1600-h/DSC_6062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrrX8IcfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HL_ih-k0XAk/s320/DSC_6062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212260905400168946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even more random shot of donkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrrptqUzI/AAAAAAAAAng/PPSYSuAaT0g/s1600-h/DSC_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrrptqUzI/AAAAAAAAAng/PPSYSuAaT0g/s320/DSC_6172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212260910171312946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the madcap scenery shooting begins: we embarked on a 10km hike through the mountains, from Oia to Fira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrsM-ZPeI/AAAAAAAAAno/cT4ACajRwAA/s1600-h/DSC_6181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWrsM-ZPeI/AAAAAAAAAno/cT4ACajRwAA/s320/DSC_6181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212260919636737506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtKWD987I/AAAAAAAAAnw/hOLlK2x8ZCo/s1600-h/DSC_6284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtKWD987I/AAAAAAAAAnw/hOLlK2x8ZCo/s320/DSC_6284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212262536983737266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtLNv8jQI/AAAAAAAAAn4/nmZZLIVlwEc/s1600-h/DSC_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtLNv8jQI/AAAAAAAAAn4/nmZZLIVlwEc/s320/DSC_6288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212262551932144898" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtLtyhYsI/AAAAAAAAAoA/u7WTTih6VcA/s1600-h/DSC_6326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtLtyhYsI/AAAAAAAAAoA/u7WTTih6VcA/s320/DSC_6326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212262560532882114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rented a car, drove back to the port in Oia to catch the sunset (and swim, and seafood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtL8_f_FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dNlviFM_aqo/s1600-h/DSC_6334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtL8_f_FI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dNlviFM_aqo/s320/DSC_6334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212262564613848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunlight off the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtMUmp-yI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Pk11V5nGBZA/s1600-h/DSC_6335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWtMUmp-yI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Pk11V5nGBZA/s320/DSC_6335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212262570952096546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random shot of Oia from the port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuBPWH53I/AAAAAAAAAoY/vvqP6WFB2VM/s1600-h/DSC_6362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuBPWH53I/AAAAAAAAAoY/vvqP6WFB2VM/s320/DSC_6362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212263480073643890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first sunset in Oia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuBglnvgI/AAAAAAAAAog/GYRcCjVNBeU/s1600-h/DSC_6382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuBglnvgI/AAAAAAAAAog/GYRcCjVNBeU/s320/DSC_6382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212263484702047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the port by night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuB8DiQAI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iUed4zk2414/s1600-h/DSC_6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuB8DiQAI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iUed4zk2414/s320/DSC_6417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212263492075274242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oia at night, quiet, tranquil, beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuCfBpm4I/AAAAAAAAAow/JtSivSdYKJs/s1600-h/DSC_6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWuCfBpm4I/AAAAAAAAAow/JtSivSdYKJs/s320/DSC_6411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212263501462608770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thus ends the first day in Oia, Santorini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for more! when i get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2270178602976978305?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2270178602976978305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2270178602976978305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2270178602976978305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2270178602976978305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/06/stories-of-oia-part-i.html' title='the stories of Oia (part i)'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWqSMHHC-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/OF07dyHfp1M/s72-c/DSC_5907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-8729645825341576613</id><published>2008-06-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:39:11.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost done with europe!</title><content type='html'>hi all! i know it's been a long while, and hardly anyone comes to visit anymore, but just a quick update that i'm still alive, and have done berlin and greece since the last post, currently in budapest, hungary. i'd love to go on about my travels, but i suspect i might get hate mail, so here's a quick summary: berlin was more of a historical tour plus lots of socialising (apparently a whole bunch of singaporeans decided to pop by around the same period of time, must be something in the air), and my strongest memory of it was a day spent at the berlin zoo. athens was okayyy, nice people, nicer food, and even nicer was the fact that we chanced to be there on green day, when all attractions were free! oh, and my CF card died in berlin, hence the lack of many photos (hopefully for now), and i spent a day in athens trying to find a cheap new card (just for the sake of santorini, no regrets there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm7NXeqlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kqCvWc-2WnE/s1600-h/DSC_5028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm7NXeqlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kqCvWc-2WnE/s320/DSC_5028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212255679881849426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm7kM7naI/AAAAAAAAAmA/DtBxQ4FpPac/s1600-h/DSC_5272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm7kM7naI/AAAAAAAAAmA/DtBxQ4FpPac/s320/DSC_5272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212255686011624866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the zoo (or the aquarium, rather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm8F8m0eI/AAAAAAAAAmI/XWAynv6JOS0/s1600-h/DSC_5622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm8F8m0eI/AAAAAAAAAmI/XWAynv6JOS0/s320/DSC_5622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212255695069958626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tower of the winds in athens (everyone photographs the acropolis and parthenon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm8iCcrOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/yeecj7toK5Y/s1600-h/DSC_5780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm8iCcrOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/yeecj7toK5Y/s320/DSC_5780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212255702610652386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pistachios, almonds and macadamias in the markets of athens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm9B2mD7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/t57Y4soEffM/s1600-h/DSC_5887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm9B2mD7I/AAAAAAAAAmY/t57Y4soEffM/s320/DSC_5887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212255711150870450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en route to santorini, oia&lt;br /&gt;(i'll need a whole new post just for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;next up, santorini, the island of calderas, mythical atlantis, ancient civilisations, or as i call it, the place where every shot is postcard worthy (and my little slice of paradise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-8729645825341576613?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8729645825341576613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=8729645825341576613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/8729645825341576613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/8729645825341576613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-done-with-europe.html' title='almost done with europe!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SFWm7NXeqlI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kqCvWc-2WnE/s72-c/DSC_5028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3047065095683966529</id><published>2008-05-31T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:06:23.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi friends!</title><content type='html'>for those of you who still actually read this blog, hello! still alive! and happily wandering all over europe, which explains the entire lack of updates and photos, both here and on facebook. so far everything's been a blast and the food's been great, and i have like a million photos on backlog. i always meant to do a proper paris post since it's still my favourite city thus far, but in the meantime, i'll just put up a few choice photos and my famous one liners for each city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHlI1j4DI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PHCEK8mKNI0/s1600-h/DSC_1663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHlI1j4DI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PHCEK8mKNI0/s320/DSC_1663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206662085058224178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the quintessential eiffel tower shot, paris is awesomely beautiful. i have a million photos of paris but i'm just too lazy to edit and upload them. soon, soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHlo1j4EI/AAAAAAAAAko/DKRuTEuYnt8/s1600-h/DSC_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHlo1j4EI/AAAAAAAAAko/DKRuTEuYnt8/s320/DSC_1235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206662093648158786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mont st michel, a must-visit, but overly touristy. pretty at night though! wish i had a tripod though... and the few days we were there, it was overcast and cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHl41j4FI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ekGOS4EWGGk/s1600-h/DSC_1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHl41j4FI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ekGOS4EWGGk/s320/DSC_1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206662097943126098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;st malo, i couldn't find a decent shot of it, but it's essentially a walled city and all i can remember of it is seafood. loads and loads of seafood. and a beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHmI1j4GI/AAAAAAAAAk4/po8-3kciQmY/s1600-h/DSC_1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHmI1j4GI/AAAAAAAAAk4/po8-3kciQmY/s320/DSC_1868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206662102238093410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice! nicest town so far, cobbled beaches and blue seas, quaint, quiet, and great food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHmo1j4HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/0qImTWv8p08/s1600-h/DSC_2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHmo1j4HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/0qImTWv8p08/s320/DSC_2202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206662110828028018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monaco, land of the rich people, where i realised i cannot make my fortune at the casinos, and that i must return to the cote d'azur when i'm rich in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL7I1j4II/AAAAAAAAAlI/CIyB5sOiMEI/s1600-h/DSC_2808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL7I1j4II/AAAAAAAAAlI/CIyB5sOiMEI/s320/DSC_2808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206666861061857410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amsterdam, the venice of the north, where i remember herrings, fried food in walls, bikes and canal boat rides. plus random red light districts all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHZzo1j4NI/AAAAAAAAAlw/F3-ViJUlvEs/s1600-h/DSC_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHZzo1j4NI/AAAAAAAAAlw/F3-ViJUlvEs/s320/DSC_3209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206682125375627474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;charles bridge at night. there're too many things to say about how beautiful prague is, especially at night, so i'll just leave it at that. sorry the photo's so blurry, i was lazy to choose a nice one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL7o1j4KI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vBO18yLJM1g/s1600-h/DSC_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL7o1j4KI/AAAAAAAAAlY/vBO18yLJM1g/s320/DSC_3783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206666869651792034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maria am gestade, church of st mary in vienna, where the view is simply gorgeous. of course, it also didn't hurt that the church appeared in before sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL8I1j4LI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8htYtgjwqwY/s1600-h/DSC_4719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL8I1j4LI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8htYtgjwqwY/s320/DSC_4719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206666878241726642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from the top of st peter's church in munich, you can see the old town hall and frauenkirche from here. it's not as fun without the beer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL8Y1j4MI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YS5U6cK0CV0/s1600-h/DSC_4623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHL8Y1j4MI/AAAAAAAAAlo/YS5U6cK0CV0/s320/DSC_4623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206666882536693954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neuschwanstein castle, the fairytale castle that supposedly inspired disney's sleeping beauty and cinderella castles. pity the sky wasn't all that blue that day. but it was breathtaking, especially from the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right. so that's my very hasty update for now, more photos to follow once i'm done with greece and budapest and italy, and berlin as well (which is where i am now, just in case anyone was wondering). and proper photos should follow once i'm terribly bored back at home, I HOPE.&lt;br /&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/14150722-3047065095683966529?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3047065095683966529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3047065095683966529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3047065095683966529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3047065095683966529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi-friends.html' title='hi friends!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/SEHHlI1j4DI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PHCEK8mKNI0/s72-c/DSC_1663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2164987851527125372</id><published>2008-05-02T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:20:10.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my travel plans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;blog very dead. yeah i know. i have like 2 posts pending which were supposed to coincide with the end of exchange (i.e. last week when i left kingston for good), but i was terribly busy and now i suspect they'll never see the light of day cos the timing's all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, just a quick update, done with a week in london, it was sunny for a day and rainy for the most part, but at least joel was there so i wasn't soggy and wet and miserable and lonely. just the former three. and london in a pinch is essentially about the markets, in much the same way nyc is about the shopping and broadway. plus les mis on broadway i found nicer than les mis on westend, although eponine still remains charmingly cute. but it was good nonetheless. did the whole tea and scones thing in london as well, along with the fish and chips, and the football watching in the bars. but yeah. london. markets. and if you're terribly bored, do the neil gaiman neverwhere trail (i.e. the underground) but despite all that (and the disgustingly high cost of living), i did enjoy london and the charming british accent (especially on the girls). oh, plus i caught "we will rock you" on west end, which was basically an excuse for a queen's greatest hits concert poorly disguised as a musical with no plot. but it was really fun to see the whole theatre jumping around and singing along. once they gave up pretending there was any point to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us to where i am now, in my hostel in paris, having taken random snapshots of the canal next door at night and practiced my gawdawful french on the poor kebab uncle down the street (twas a long, painful dinner, mostly on his part, because i was bored and tried to ask him about his menu and where he came from, in very bad broken french and lots of hand gestures). and there's a mad dog barking outside my hostel (or a dog barking madly rather), and it's been there for the last hour and nobody has shot it or chased it away yet. and tomorrow i will begin my glorious 3 weeks of wandering the streets of paris. the term &lt;i&gt;flâneur &lt;/i&gt;comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. will attempt to update more frequently, although i can't promise pictures! actually, i can quite assuredly promise there won't be any pictures for now. maybe after i go back home and end up terribly bored and missing exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2164987851527125372?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2164987851527125372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2164987851527125372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2164987851527125372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2164987851527125372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-travel-plans.html' title='my travel plans!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6923784609633924421</id><published>2008-04-18T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:29:45.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear friends</title><content type='html'>today, kingston is a warm sunny 10 degrees! projected to hit 18 tonight and 20 degrees tomorrow noon...i kinda miss my cool weather now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, fuel prices have risen by 20 cents over here (that makes for a 20% increase per litre), which makes me glad i booked most of my flights already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 hours to study before my first paper, and 45 hours to study for my second paper after that. i'm starting to worry, just a tad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6923784609633924421?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6923784609633924421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6923784609633924421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6923784609633924421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6923784609633924421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-friends.html' title='dear friends'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7112728412512243854</id><published>2008-04-08T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:37:54.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>law students are still law students, wherever they are</title><content type='html'>so apparently, we're not all that different from law students throughout the world, if my queens mailbox this morning was any indication:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_wOavah9JI/AAAAAAAAAkY/nEWShDoA_Oc/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_wOavah9JI/AAAAAAAAAkY/nEWShDoA_Oc/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187036723391100050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throw in snippets from email extracts like those below and i feel right at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:'PrimaSans BT,Verdana,sans-serif';" &gt;"As many of you have probably noticed, the Lederman library has recently been infested by SNAILS (students not actually in law school). The result has been that many law students can't find a place to sit and the ones who can have a much harder time getting a laptop outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notwithstanding that the library is an open and public space, I believe that law students ought to retain priority over non-law students in the LAW library. Thus I propose that during this exam period all students entering the library  must first present their student card . No "Law", no Lederman. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWED BY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'PrimaSans BT,Verdana,sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If I need to show my student card to get into the library I am going to fight somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; President of The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super awesome-nova candidate '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(donations for my candidacy are welcome)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:'PrimaSans BT,Verdana,sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY PERSONAL FAV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:'PrimaSans BT,Verdana,sans-serif';" &gt;"Awwww... muffin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did somebody not get a seat in the libwawy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe nus law should have a law mailing list. just for the heck of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7112728412512243854?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7112728412512243854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7112728412512243854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7112728412512243854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7112728412512243854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/04/law-students-are-still-law-students.html' title='law students are still law students, wherever they are'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_wOavah9JI/AAAAAAAAAkY/nEWShDoA_Oc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4898671940966322252</id><published>2008-04-06T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:38:55.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>over too soon</title><content type='html'>so it's been a year of exchange, which was actually more like 8 months, and it seems like almost yesterday that i left. so just for fun, my schedule for the next 2 weeks or so (since my parents are visiting):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-8th =&gt; Toronto&lt;br /&gt;8-10th =&gt; Montreal&lt;br /&gt;10-12th =&gt; Quebec&lt;br /&gt;12-13th =&gt; Boston&lt;br /&gt;13-16th =&gt; NYC&lt;br /&gt;16-18th =&gt; Kingston&lt;br /&gt;18-25th =&gt; study and take exams&lt;br /&gt;25th =&gt; off to London and begin Europe tripping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's essentially a trip to say hi to my parents before travelling for 2 more months, as well as a sort of goodbye to all the places I've visited this past year (8months!), and also an excuse to send most of my luggage back home. although i vaguely suspect i will die for human rights since i have a sem's worth of cases and readings to do and the stupid tutor just sent us the case list a week back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and since no post is complete without a few photos at least, here're some random snapshots from my last few trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyy_ah9EI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2sMxxA3Qdz0/s1600-h/DSC_6331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyy_ah9EI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2sMxxA3Qdz0/s320/DSC_6331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186232297491395650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my tiny cosy room that i've grown rather fond of over the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyzPah9FI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5ugo3jcLIUc/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyzPah9FI/AAAAAAAAAj4/5ugo3jcLIUc/s320/sushi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186232301786362962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;godly sushi in NYC (sushi of gari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyzvah9GI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oiwgYmVLk4Y/s1600-h/DSC_6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyzvah9GI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oiwgYmVLk4Y/s320/DSC_6691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186232310376297570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sashimi at chelsea market in NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyz_ah9HI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jzKADDfmEXo/s1600-h/DSC_7003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyz_ah9HI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jzKADDfmEXo/s320/DSC_7003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186232314671264882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is why we should always wake up for sunrises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_ky0Pah9II/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Dhdxlj7sUfo/s1600-h/DSC_7238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_ky0Pah9II/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Dhdxlj7sUfo/s320/DSC_7238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186232318966232194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sakura blossoms on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and on a slightly sadder note. i have finally succumbed and booked my ticket home. sighs.&lt;br /&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/14150722-4898671940966322252?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4898671940966322252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4898671940966322252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4898671940966322252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4898671940966322252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-too-soon.html' title='over too soon'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R_kyy_ah9EI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2sMxxA3Qdz0/s72-c/DSC_6331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7971200542924364743</id><published>2008-03-20T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:19:32.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring is coming!</title><content type='html'>so i was walking the long walk to school this afternoon (like all of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FIVE &lt;/span&gt;minutes), and for once, i was walking on pavement! like honestly, the snow and slush were gone (for the most part) and i could actually see the road for once. and the next stunning occurrence, i heard birds chirping in the trees (although they were nowhere to be seen, which, considering the fact that the trees were all bare, made me wonder if i was hallucinating). so all we're lacking is the sun shining through the trees to make it spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and me ignoring the fact that temperatures are currently 4 degrees celsius, and are slated to drop to -12 over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amendment to earlier post: i'm in class now and it's a freaking blizzard outside. so much for spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7971200542924364743?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7971200542924364743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7971200542924364743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7971200542924364743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7971200542924364743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-coming.html' title='spring is coming!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-805801148715264023</id><published>2008-03-17T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:37:46.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of sharks and words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;taking a break from writing my shark essay (yes it was supposed to be finished long ago and yes i still have another essay on canadian entertainment law....) and realising that 5000 words is actually very little. just that citations can be a real headache sometimes. and that i haven't actually started researching on my second essay yet. and also i've been spending the last 2 weeks slacking around, bumming in my room watching anime and reading manga, and wandering around the snow-covered roads of kingston (yes, it's still sub-zero here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking at the calendar the other day, planning my next few trips, and i realised that i have less than 20 days left in kingston (because i'll be travelling elsewhere). which is kinda sad, come to think of it, since a year (okay technically 8 months) flew by so fast. but when you actually count the days i've been in kingston (which i approximated), i've actually spent about one and a half months in NYC, and about a month in toronto, with 2 weeks spent travelling in mexico, and another 2 weeks last december along the east coast. throw in my trips to halifax for a week, random forays to montreal and the weeklong trip to chicago, and i've probably been in kingston for slightly under 4 months in total, maybe less. which is kinda funny. almost as funny as the fact that i've been sleeping at sunrise and staying awake all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. back to the essay writing. nyc in a week or so, so i have to finish 2 essays by then. and survive another week of my own cooking. bleargh. at least i have nobu to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-805801148715264023?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/805801148715264023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=805801148715264023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/805801148715264023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/805801148715264023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-sharks-and-words.html' title='of sharks and words'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2371904419375472327</id><published>2008-03-06T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:51:21.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diving in cozumel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hi, still alive, survived diving alone in cozumel! and cancun was pretty fun by the way (photos on facebook). so more about diving. cozumel, one of the top 5 diving spots in the world, was insanely awesome to dive in! okay i honestly don't think the top 5 rating is warranted, but it's a really good dive spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marine life is pretty good, corals are healthy and huge, and the reef is awesome! but not many sharks. although i saw my first octopus and toadfish there. the diving there's mostly drift diving, so it's a shame i wasn't able to explore all the nooks and crannies that abounded in the hugeass reefs (maybe if i did i'd have thought it'd be more awesome, because everytime i looked under a rock there was something, cute fish, lobster, crab, octopus...you get the idea). but current was quite tiring to fight against so i just chilled and went with the flow. plus the fact that diving alone you kinda wanna keep the dive guide in sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the highlight.... the visibility. first dive i went down to 20m straight, and thought i was still at 8m cos of the sunlight and the clarity of the water. until i saw my dive comp. looking around, i saw rays and turtles swimming around &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the distance&lt;/span&gt;! i.e. the vis was easily 30m. sadly though, while this was the vis for the entire trip (which made for damn happy photo taking), the only sharks i saw were nurse sharks. oh wells. it was pretty cool nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, the people i met while diving. interesting couples who keep coming here (as well as various parts of the carribbean, like the caymans) so conversation was fun. plus we met up for food and drinks afterwards, and they were kind enough to buy me lunch/dinner, so life was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quote of the trip: "i want to become a dive instructor, so i can teach my granddaughter how to dive and love the sea&lt;/span&gt;" (isn't that just so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2371904419375472327?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2371904419375472327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2371904419375472327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2371904419375472327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2371904419375472327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/diving-in-cozumel.html' title='diving in cozumel!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-329075404066108116</id><published>2008-02-14T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:23:25.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty rushed day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so spring break's finally here and i still haven't managed to finish my essays on time and i'm rushing off to toronto tonight before going off to cancun on tuesday and i still haven't bought my train tickets to toronto nor my bus tickets to buffalo where i'll be flying to cancun (but at least i got those plane tickets) and i'm in class now with my bag at home still unpacked and i slept at 5 yesterday which is why i'm rushing through everything today because i woke up late and that was because i was reading manga and watching anime which is what i've been up to for the last 2 weeks which also explains why i've yet to finish my essay and i realise my last few days of cancun accommodation have yet to be booked nor is my diving there but at least my dive gear is on its way to toronto along with my shades which have taken forever to fix or so i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. more updates in a bit. once i end class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-329075404066108116?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/329075404066108116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=329075404066108116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/329075404066108116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/329075404066108116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/02/pretty-rushed-day.html' title='pretty rushed day'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3114085376997901470</id><published>2008-02-06T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:59:14.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy chinese new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it seems oddly fitting, that on the eve of chinese new year, i'm sitting in my room at 3am writing my paper on shark legislation. having pored through countless agreements and resolutions on regulatory measures for shark finning and overfishing issues, and looking at statistics and random bits of trivia, i've learnt the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) sharks are apex predators, which means there're very few of them&lt;br /&gt;2) people like their fins, so they get fished a lot. even when people don't mean to catch them, trawlers just happen to drag sharks in&lt;br /&gt;3) there're over 350 species of sharks&lt;br /&gt;4) shark meat is used to make fish and chips in australia and a few other places&lt;br /&gt;5) a dead shark's fin may sell for $100 or so, but a live shark in the bahamas generates $2.3 million in revenue each year&lt;br /&gt;6) whales and dolphins are afforded more protection than sharks because they're mammals and hence considered wildlife, not fish&lt;br /&gt;7) sharks are immune to cancer tumours and heal wounds amazingly quickly, among other things. however, you're as much of an idiot as those cavemen in history that believed eating the heart of your enemy would make you braver if you honestly think that eating shark cartilage will award you the same healing abilities.&lt;br /&gt;8) allowing this trend of overfishing sharks will hurt you in the long run, since sharks get rid of all the sick and diseased fish, so with no sharks, you get more sick fish, and you eat the sick fish and die. that and the fact that the whole food chain will go mildly crazy. like the octopus eating up all the spiny lobsters in Tasmania since no more sharks are left there to eat the octopi. then you run out of nice seafood just because you wanted shark's fin soup. that and the fact that you end up with grumpy divers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moral of the story? it's late and i haven't slept and i'm mildly incoherent. plus vastly bored of researching. oh. and don't eat shark's fin for CNY. it's more ecological than not leaving your tap running or half flushing the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. since it's CNY, i kept it at 8 points. happy chinese new year everyone! (year of the rat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3114085376997901470?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3114085376997901470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3114085376997901470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3114085376997901470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3114085376997901470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='happy chinese new year!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1903778386066144468</id><published>2008-02-05T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:44:23.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions of grandeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;amidst researching for my essay (the introduction of which will shortly come up once i've written the basic draft), i got sidetracked by the smithsonian life list. since i've spent time at the smithsonian in DC, the name caught my eye, as well as the items on the list. so here they are, with a quote thrown in for good measure (taken off the site). i skipped the headings and comments, so for the full article and further descriptions, go &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/travel/12596716.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Mesa Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Pompeii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Tikal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Petra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Pyramids of Giza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Taj Mahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Easter Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– The Great Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Aurora Borealis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Serengeti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Iguazu Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Machu Picchu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– The Louvre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Zen Garden of Kyoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Uffizi Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Fallingwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Yangtze River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Antarctica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Mount Kilimanjaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Grand Canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Pagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Parthenon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Angkor Wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Ephesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Amazon Rain Forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Great Barrier Reef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;– Galápagos Islands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We are all of us resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-novelist Graham Greene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the above list, there're 2 places i've already been to, 2 that i will probably do by the end of exchange, 4 that i hope to have done by the end of exchange, and 2 that i reallyreally hope to do in the near future (if i only had the cash). the rest either don't interest me all that much or i'm in no hurry to do. go figure =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so much for the break...now back to saving the sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-1903778386066144468?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1903778386066144468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1903778386066144468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1903778386066144468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1903778386066144468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/02/distractions-of-grandeur.html' title='distractions of grandeur'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1662840932410502487</id><published>2008-02-04T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:29:54.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the food issue</title><content type='html'>because i was stuck in kingston this weekend. and i wasted most of my time and didn't do half the things i'd planned to do. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkem21HfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/_QHeZIOTySc/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkem21HfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/_QHeZIOTySc/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163346712281292274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spaghetti with prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkfG21HgI/AAAAAAAAAjI/dgIlzF0MhJk/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkfG21HgI/AAAAAAAAAjI/dgIlzF0MhJk/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163346720871226882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fried rice with random assorted meats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkfm21HhI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g4PLl4TKRi4/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkfm21HhI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g4PLl4TKRi4/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163346729461161490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;black pepper beef and lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkhG21HjI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rgIEHJ_DnZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkhG21HjI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rgIEHJ_DnZ0/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163346755230965298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fish and vegetable stew (yeah i just threw in potatoes carrots and lettuce. then very green so i added ham. and there's about a pot of it that i didn't photograph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fk5221HkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gxv_KCNIpLg/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fk5221HkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/gxv_KCNIpLg/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163347180432727618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baked chicken, linguine with mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yawns. i have an essay to write, and no mood to write it. and i need to find people to travel with. or i might just get bored enough to spend a lot of money and travel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-1662840932410502487?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1662840932410502487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1662840932410502487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1662840932410502487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1662840932410502487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/02/food-issue.html' title='the food issue'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R6fkem21HfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/_QHeZIOTySc/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-90923897110190661</id><published>2008-01-29T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:34:30.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog revives from sheer boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so here i am, in ADR class, where the lecturer is rambling on endlessly about nothing at all, and i'm trying to find interesting things to do online (like download anime since my freaking connection back home, while fast, is also annoyingly limited to 60 or 90gb a month) and researching for my env law essay (yes i'm actually trying to start work early for once!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's also cos the essay topic i chose seems reasonably interesting. anyways, quick update on kingston, 1smu, 7ntus, and 2 singaporeans studying here this sem, so one would assume life would be more entertaining. but then i'm antisocial. so save for a trip to montreal with 4 of the girls and a trip to whiteface (snowboarding!) with the 2 guys studying here, i don't hang out (cos is poor). that and the fact that nobody seems willing to skip sch to travel, and nobody wants to come by kingston en route to wherever else to travel. so that means no nyc this weekend. yawns. at least it gives me time to write my essays. in total. complete. boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, watch this space for more updates. i sense photos of my cooking and lake ontario snowed in turning up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-90923897110190661?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/90923897110190661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=90923897110190661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/90923897110190661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/90923897110190661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-revives-from-sheer-boredom.html' title='blog revives from sheer boredom'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6625463639865241444</id><published>2008-01-28T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:35:11.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog die until jialat jialat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so before i forget, and because i have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt; no idea what my human rights lecturer is talking about (some bona fide vague references to discrimination), i will update, with comments and random photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the last time i posted, i have watched a total of 8 broadways, flown to halifax (nova scotia), and clocked approximately 2500km in 3 days driving around the coast of nova scotia (HAH to australia's ocean drive, i'm coming for you next!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54PlG21HOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7x68GsBNvxU/s1600-h/DSC_3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54PlG21HOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7x68GsBNvxU/s320/DSC_3263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160579353183329506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54PmG21HPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/O-MyhHR_GbA/s1600-h/DSC_3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54PmG21HPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/O-MyhHR_GbA/s320/DSC_3338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160579370363198706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54Pm221HQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/KyfS0FiBS0k/s1600-h/DSC_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54Pm221HQI/AAAAAAAAAhI/KyfS0FiBS0k/s320/DSC_3420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160579383248100610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54Pn221HRI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/psJvNiWjLeY/s1600-h/DSC_3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54Pn221HRI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/psJvNiWjLeY/s320/DSC_3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160579400427969810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SIW21HSI/AAAAAAAAAhY/60J7mxvdH_o/s1600-h/DSC_3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SIW21HSI/AAAAAAAAAhY/60J7mxvdH_o/s320/DSC_3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160582157796973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SIm21HTI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qTGvJF9TfT8/s1600-h/DSC_3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SIm21HTI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qTGvJF9TfT8/s320/DSC_3575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160582162091941170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SJG21HUI/AAAAAAAAAho/Bzrsi7njosg/s1600-h/DSC_3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SJG21HUI/AAAAAAAAAho/Bzrsi7njosg/s320/DSC_3667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160582170681875778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SJm21HVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/wU__M2cjm34/s1600-h/DSC_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54SJm21HVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/wU__M2cjm34/s320/DSC_3812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160582179271810386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then montreal revisited in winter, where i nearly froze to death snapping shots of snowfall, and then climbed mont royal in the evening to catch a sunset and look for a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mT221HWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xWD6mZfLVNk/s1600-h/DSC_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mT221HWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xWD6mZfLVNk/s320/DSC_3945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160604345598025058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mUW21HXI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EaPYn7LvgAg/s1600-h/DSC_4026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mUW21HXI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EaPYn7LvgAg/s320/DSC_4026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160604354187959666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mU221HYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/n257krXP87o/s1600-h/DSC_4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mU221HYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/n257krXP87o/s320/DSC_4078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160604362777894274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mVW21HZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/wjmY5tDco8c/s1600-h/DSC_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mVW21HZI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/wjmY5tDco8c/s320/DSC_4277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160604371367828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mWm21HaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sJMk6fF6aVI/s1600-h/DSC_4327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54mWm21HaI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sJMk6fF6aVI/s320/DSC_4327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160604392842665378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and in more recent news, whiteface mountain in lake placid to try my hand at half killing myself at snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zd221HbI/AAAAAAAAAig/VY1G6qWchOE/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zd221HbI/AAAAAAAAAig/VY1G6qWchOE/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160618811047878066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zfG21HcI/AAAAAAAAAio/wK3mAvixTuI/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zfG21HcI/AAAAAAAAAio/wK3mAvixTuI/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160618832522714562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zf221HdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c8hbmEUvpuU/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zf221HdI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c8hbmEUvpuU/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160618845407616466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zg221HeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MOKwpg0ATyo/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54zg221HeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MOKwpg0ATyo/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160618862587485666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NYC again next week, i seriously doubt there'll be many photos this time round though. till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6625463639865241444?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6625463639865241444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6625463639865241444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6625463639865241444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6625463639865241444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-die-until-jialat-jialat.html' title='blog die until jialat jialat'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R54PlG21HOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7x68GsBNvxU/s72-c/DSC_3263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2169683794135324336</id><published>2008-01-02T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:47:13.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting, waiting, waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;update: currently in new york, spent christmas and new year here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it seems a lot of my time in new york has been spent waiting and queuing. queuing for bus tickets, stuck in new york jams, waiting for a seat in serendipity, getting stuck in times square on new year's eve, queuing for tkts and broadway lotteries, waiting for friends... you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one wonders, is the 2-3hr wait into serendipity really worth all that chocolate? or the 10 lottery tries waiting for that ticket in the cold only to end up with nothing, or maybe one ticket in the end if you're lucky? okay i wasn't bored enough to try out the times square on new year's eve part, beyond popping my head into the crowd at around 8pm to check it out, then running home to hide, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i suppose this is all part of the new york experience, especially around this time of year, and with broadway, getting a US$25 ticket when the guy behind you paid around US$100 is kinda satisfying. not to mention being able to see all the actors up close (okay the spit spewing out of the mouth when they sing is disturbing, as is the thick makeup and the wiglines, but the feeling when they come out to take their bows and are less than 5m away is just intense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest of you can come to new york, do your touristy stuff and see all your tv series locales (friends, seinfield, even gossip girl). me, i'll stick to my broadway queues. on a side note, i don't believe i've ever been so happy to hear someone mangling up my name so badly (the guy from the wicked lottery today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2169683794135324336?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2169683794135324336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2169683794135324336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2169683794135324336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2169683794135324336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/01/waiting-waiting-waiting.html' title='waiting, waiting, waiting...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3189511386257473517</id><published>2007-12-09T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:06:13.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in a while</title><content type='html'>right, so i'm done with my last exam (also my only one), and all the bloody essays (somehow it feels weird to be sitting in my room not writing essays for once), and i'm off to roadtrip around the east coast of the US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;photos and more random posts when i return, in the meantime, here're some random shots to entertain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0dNvtqXI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qKfnvkRMFh4/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0dNvtqXI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qKfnvkRMFh4/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142112919805077874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from my window after a snowfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0dtvtqYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-u_pIJKjUQU/s1600-h/DSC_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0dtvtqYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-u_pIJKjUQU/s320/DSC_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142112928395012482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my very abandoned looking house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0edvtqZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/abf56couSP8/s1600-h/DSC_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0edvtqZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/abf56couSP8/s320/DSC_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142112941279914386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snowy streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0ftvtqbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dvMy-HjAo0c/s1600-h/DSC_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0ftvtqbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dvMy-HjAo0c/s320/DSC_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142112962754750898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dinner (ok i have gotta work on presentation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-3189511386257473517?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3189511386257473517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3189511386257473517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3189511386257473517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3189511386257473517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-in-while.html' title='back in a while'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R1x0dNvtqXI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qKfnvkRMFh4/s72-c/DSC_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5545061105275113283</id><published>2007-12-01T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:12:08.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22hr rides are bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;they make you think too much, and sleep too little.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the post i wanted to put is temporarily on hold till my essay writing frustrates me enough. for now, some lightheartedness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when talking about christmas dinner&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the dinner man&lt;br /&gt;how we gonna get food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray very hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man shall not live on bread alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;is christmas mah&lt;br /&gt;we go carolling for food la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must have a turkey leh&lt;br /&gt;if not v. spoiler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that one thanksgiving leh&lt;br /&gt;u mixed up liao&lt;br /&gt;christmas is logcake.&lt;br /&gt;u bake okay&lt;br /&gt;no logcake no entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have turkey also leh&lt;br /&gt;i can make andrea's apple crumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sureanott&lt;br /&gt;her skill level how high&lt;br /&gt;must look good also le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's solid&lt;br /&gt;trust me&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i can replicate it la&lt;br /&gt;but her one is shiok&lt;br /&gt;she has taught me well la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya la&lt;br /&gt;i know hers zai&lt;br /&gt;u, i doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm her young padawan&lt;br /&gt;i'm hayden christensen&lt;br /&gt;she's obi wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. opinio juris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i puke blood and die.&lt;br /&gt;and can i post this on my blog&lt;br /&gt;it needs entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: edited to shorten it, and removed all the "hahahas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on a sidenote, paulo coelho's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like the flowing river &lt;/span&gt;is a pretty good read when you're travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5545061105275113283?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5545061105275113283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5545061105275113283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5545061105275113283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5545061105275113283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/12/22hr-rides-are-bad.html' title='22hr rides are bad...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6906836163301345675</id><published>2007-11-27T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:27:45.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dcing in dc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i'm in a hostel in DC, which is pretty decent, except that i have to lock everything up before i go to the toilet all the time, which can get pretty annoying at times. washington is a nice place, especially near the monuments, because there're so many cops and so much security, you kinda know it's the safest place in america to be, unless someone feels like bombing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm short of sleep, doing my essay, and got bored. met dee's friend esther, had a great tour of congress, and wandered around town, checked out monuments and holocaust museum (there's a story in that). and you realise why they're so big on liberty. symbols are powerfully persuasive sometimes, so even though you're cynical enough to think that human rights and liberty don't exist, for that brief period, standing at the top of the washington monument or lincoln memorial, or where martin luther king jr. made his speech, those doubts are suspended. and you kinda believe in the possible salvation of mankind. and begin to hope. at least, until you pop by the holocaust museum and realise how screwed up the world was, is, and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. but it's always nice to believe in human rights and freedom. after all, countless wars have been fought over and for it, and we don't want all those bloodshed and deaths to be for nothing do we? this whole human rights issue reminds me of something i read somewhere before. our greatest tragedy is that we're ultimately doomed to failure, yet our greatest triumph is that we never stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. the lack of sleep must be screwing with my brain. 20 hr bus ride on greyhound to kingston tomorrow. somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6906836163301345675?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6906836163301345675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6906836163301345675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6906836163301345675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6906836163301345675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/dcing-in-dc.html' title='dcing in dc'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5661487009616722241</id><published>2007-11-25T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:41:56.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyc sightseeing</title><content type='html'>so today i wandered to the financial district and south ferry to take photos and do the touristy thing. caught a lovely sunset. wandered to times square and all over, just to make my unlimted day trip ticket worth it. refrained from shopping. but it was really tough. which leads me to where i am now, writing essays in NYC. my gosh. is damn gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and my breaking heart (still unrecovered from little mermaid) is broken yet again. apparently serendipity has been shut down indefinitely because of roaches and rats! i can only hope it opens in time for christmas. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. back to my essay. been overeating and enjoying life a tad too much in nyc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edit: i just realised that serendipity used to have a US$1000 dessert (Golden Opulence Sundae) that required 48hrs advance notice to prepare, and now just recently came out with a US$25,000 dessert (Frrrozen Haute Chocolate), a week before they were forced to shut down. fwah. anyone feels like treating me to chocolate for my birthday this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0pcNapy22I/AAAAAAAAAgI/HSvatWDM4H4/s1600-h/goldenopulencenord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0pcNapy22I/AAAAAAAAAgI/HSvatWDM4H4/s320/goldenopulencenord.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137019710532148066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Golden Opulence Sundae consists of five scoops of Tahitian vanilla bean ice cream infused with Madagascar vanilla, covered in 23-carat edible gold leaf, rare Amedei Porceleana and Chuao chocolate, American Golden caviar, passion fruit, orange, Armagnac, candied fruits from Paris, marzipan cherries, and decorated with real gold dragees. The sundae is served in a baccarat Harcourt crystal goblet with an 18-karat gold spoon. Apparently the cafe sells approximately one of these every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0pcMqpy21I/AAAAAAAAAgA/KEKRH7NRD10/s1600-h/07dessert.span.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0pcMqpy21I/AAAAAAAAAgA/KEKRH7NRD10/s320/07dessert.span.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137019697647246162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Frrrozen Haute Chocolate (or frozen hot chocolate) is a frozen, slushy mix of cocoas from 14 countries, milk and 5 grams of 24-carat edible gold topped with whip cream and shavings from a La Madeline au Truffle. It is served in a goblet with a 18-karat gold bracelet decorated with 1 carat of diamonds and served with a golden spoon decorated with white and chocolate-coloured diamonds. Both the spoon and the bracelet are for the diner to bring home. The restaurant has yet to sell one, having closed down shortly after showcasing it, but since the truffle comes from France, the cocoas from all around the world, and the gold from Switzerland, they estimate about two weeks for an order to be processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5661487009616722241?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5661487009616722241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5661487009616722241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5661487009616722241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5661487009616722241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/nyc-sightseeing.html' title='nyc sightseeing'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0pcNapy22I/AAAAAAAAAgI/HSvatWDM4H4/s72-c/goldenopulencenord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5504776874954425321</id><published>2007-11-24T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:10:46.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new york thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i was fool enough to think that it'd be cool to visit new york during thanksgiving, check out the sales and especially woodbury, and get really cheap stuff. i have since learnt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly. never go woodbury during thanksgiving. thanks to my friend, i didn't. from all reports, you go there at 10pm, spend two hours trying to get through the jam, make it past security, find a lot, and then fight tooth and nail to grab an item that fits you. then if you go there past a certain time, it's sort of like how things would be after a pack of hyenas ravaged the poor dead animal...picked clean (at least, when i went to macy's at 6pm, that's what i saw, and i can only surmise woodbury was worse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly. don't shop during thanksgiving if you can help it. the crowd is disgustingly insane. like. throng is a good word, that i'd never though i'd see. if christmas is going to be like this, i think i will hide somewhere far up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, new york has a lot of nice food, so spend your money on it rather than shopping! why buy a pair of shades when you can eat dim sum and krispy kreme! (btw, i..uh..bought oakleys because i was bored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah. enjoying new york. A&amp;amp;F and touristy stuff tomorrow, haven't really taken ANY photographs at all yet after two days, which is kinda new for me. and i still want a trenchcoat for christmas. impractical as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5504776874954425321?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5504776874954425321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5504776874954425321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5504776874954425321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5504776874954425321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-york-thanksgiving.html' title='new york thanksgiving.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5186440182384535738</id><published>2007-11-22T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:22:12.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i decided to do something rare, which is to blog about my travels. no photos yet though (which means never), because i'm travelling and lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 of philly was...interesting. left kingston at 11pm, drove to philly. amazingly enough, the approximately 700km journey only took us 6 hrs, which was surprisingly fast. which i attribute to the fact that the roads were totally empty because of thanksgiving (more on that later). first time ever that i cleared US customs so quickly and efficiently, mainly because my friend driving was american. then came the 6hr drive which passed really quickly because of the awesomely good music (please go listen to passafire, is nice!) as well as the fact that i got to drive! nobody died, so yeah, i'm not that bad a driver. and it was an exciting first drive, through rain and wind, fog and darkness, i think we commented that the only things lacking were sleet and snow. and random roadkill of course. talk about a memorable first drive in US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, arriving in philly at 5am, i realised it was a tad bit early to be waking up my friend, so we stopped by for, can you believe it, PHILLY CHEESE STEAK! (joel lim i dunno what philly cheese steak you eat but the one at Geno's was pretty damn good! well, except for the hot sauce, which i suspect contained jalapenos) an excellent introduction to philly. that and the hoagies. basically think subs, but with meat, cheese, onions, oil and maybe vinegar. unhealthy, but tasty. and the bread is damn nice too! oh yeah, and my friend didn't wake till 7 so i spent my first few hours in philly outside the house napping and reading law notes. abit the sad. luckily it wasn't as cold as in canada, otherwise die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daytime nothing much, usual touristy stuff, then my american friend invited me for thanksgiving dinner! awesome. my first ever authentic american thanksgiving. although giving thanks at the table was kinda strange. but the family was really nice and friendly and the atmosphere was fun. (the beer and wine and alcohol helped a lot too) no photos because i was too busy eating/drinking/playing foosball. food eaten includes several rounds of ribs, turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, bacon, ribs, and much discussion over whose ribs recipe is better over the dining table, which led to a scheduled showdown in december ala iron chef. alas, i will not be there to judge. oh, and i sat through 2 NFL games. uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that results in where i am now, in my friend's very big room with the guitar and the TV, watching leopard seals eat penguins on animal planet, having missed my last bus to NYC, and having to wait till tomorrow morning. which means that i kinda missed the 4am black friday shopping. so sad. but the RIBS. omigosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. eh philly is quite nice la, joel why you make it sound so sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5186440182384535738?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5186440182384535738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5186440182384535738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5186440182384535738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5186440182384535738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4797102621962239387</id><published>2007-11-20T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:43:42.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because they are cute and cuddly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0O9gqpy20I/AAAAAAAAAf4/-binW5am0Yc/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0O9gqpy20I/AAAAAAAAAf4/-binW5am0Yc/s320/300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135156369035549506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realise it was showing at the Toronto International Film Festival in Sept, otherwise I'd have gone to watch it... anyways, go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the story's about the director who decided to go film sharks underwater. to do that, he teamed up with an eco-terrorist to go chase down poachers in Costa Rica, fighting on the high seas and battling death and infection every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you want the official story, underwater filmmaker Rob Stewart did a documentary in order to showcase the plight of sharks around the world, travelling to the shark-rich waters of the world to expose the exploitation and corruption surrounding the shark-fin industry, especially in the marine reserves of Cocos Island, Costa Rica and the Galapagos. he spent five years on this, and nearly got himself killed several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He travelled with the crew of the Sea Shepherd, fought with poachers and got rammed by pirate boats, had a run-in with the government and tried for attempted murder, gunboat chases, mafia espionage (this is all from the synopsis off the site), and caught necrotizing fasciitis (flesheating disease for all you house and grey's fans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch your attention yet? oh, and it has fantastic underwater videography (i.e. sharks galore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the uninformed, the Sea Shepherd is sort of a renegade arm of Greenpeace (since it was founded by one of their three founders), and they take a more confrontational approach towards environmental protection (such as sinking whaling ships). It basically fights poachers around the world, and its members are accused of maritime piracy and attempted murder (well, i suppose sinking ships and ramming them kinda kills the crew), but because of international law and differing jurisdictions, convicting and extraditing them sometimes poses a problem (and you wonder why i took a course in international law AND conflicts of law).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More random trivia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Sharks are killed largely for their fins, thanks to the whole shark fin soup fiasco. 100 million sharks a year die to fuel the demand for fins. Many of these sharks are finned then discarded into the water to die. It’s like killing an elephant for ivory or a rhinoceros for its horn, and because of this, shark populations have dropped 90% in the last 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sharks eat fish. Life on earth depends on life in the sea which sits below sharks in the food chain. Phytoplankton in the sea convert carbon dioxide into oxygen, providing us with 70% of the oxygen we breathe. So, sharks eat fish, fish eat plankton. We kill the sharks, many more fish around to eat plankton. Less plankton =  less oxygen and more carbon dioxide = global warming = no white christmas in new york.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No sharks means i'll be very bored when diving. Also, it means that the sick fish survive and breed so next time all you'll have to eat are sickly dying fish. Which by logical extension will kill you one day. okay maybe not (since i have no authority on it), but who wants small sickly fish anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just found my research topic for environmental law. and people bitch on about the lack of human rights and starvation and war crimes. humans can be so self-absorbed sometimes. sigh back to my essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4797102621962239387?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4797102621962239387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4797102621962239387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4797102621962239387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4797102621962239387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/because-they-are-cute-and-cuddly.html' title='because they are cute and cuddly...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0O9gqpy20I/AAAAAAAAAf4/-binW5am0Yc/s72-c/300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3480752382522499926</id><published>2007-11-18T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T23:21:02.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0E4fKpy2zI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pdlpE6DdrOw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0E4fKpy2zI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pdlpE6DdrOw/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134447158265830194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because all tickets are sold out until january. i angst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that and the fact that i should've planned ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on a sidenote, today was a lousy day. woke up to wait for my friend to send me to toronto, apparently he was waiting for me outside my house, and i was waiting for him outside my house, and we both missed each other. oh wells. not meant to be i guess. but still sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate my housemate. will have words with him soon. more words. failing which, his dirty pots and pans are going to end up on his bed, and his shoes will get colgate. (right before i leave for my dec trips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3480752382522499926?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3480752382522499926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3480752382522499926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3480752382522499926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3480752382522499926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/R0E4fKpy2zI/AAAAAAAAAfw/pdlpE6DdrOw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1388256939677145909</id><published>2007-11-17T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:26:28.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i still have a lot to learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, amidst my boredom whilst essay writing, i was surfing flickr and chanced upon an autumnal photo which was really pretty. following the link, it led me to this guy's photos. which are pretty....well, pretty. shots mostly in toronto, as shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rz6kRqpy2xI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Ad7Puwv4Q6g/s1600-h/1239273043_05d6a499e7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rz6kRqpy2xI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Ad7Puwv4Q6g/s320/1239273043_05d6a499e7_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133721248663264018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his photo, taken at night, long shutter speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rz6kR6py2yI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CZ3pqGzX1kY/s1600-h/DSC_6543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rz6kR6py2yI/AAAAAAAAAfo/CZ3pqGzX1kY/s320/DSC_6543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133721252958231330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my shot, snapped in passing at noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same place, entirely different time, focus, and objective (skill level also very different). which makes me wonder, are we all just too busy being caught up with our lives to pay attention to what goes on around us? if we look hard enough, a good photo, some beauty, can be found in almost anything. just that we hardly bother with the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while the argument can be made that looking at life through a lens cuts you off emotionally and prevents you from experiencing life to the fullest, sometimes, looking through those lenses also gives you an entirely different perspective, and lets you appreciate life anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-1388256939677145909?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1388256939677145909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1388256939677145909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1388256939677145909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1388256939677145909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/because-i-still-have-lot-to-learn.html' title='because i still have a lot to learn.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rz6kRqpy2xI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Ad7Puwv4Q6g/s72-c/1239273043_05d6a499e7_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6671508472948398689</id><published>2007-11-15T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:04:37.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the word is ennui.</title><content type='html'>so today dawned dark and rainy and windy, and i woke up in the mood to skip class entirely. well. i woke up several times, but then i got bored of trying to sleep. which was the only reason i went to class. which turned out to be a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, watching the raindrops splatter on the skylight, drumming a merry rhythm as the presentation went on (was it about TRIPS and AIDS, or falun gong, or some human rights issue again?) and desperately trying to alleviate my boredom (not that anybody's ever online at the unearthly hour of 12), when i realised that blogsurfing doesn't help, because everybody's more or less in the same slump of boredom, and the mood's infectious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i'm on exchange, and i'm bored. granted, not as bored as i'd be back home, but the essays waiting to be written don't help with the mood. nor, strangely enough, do the upcoming holidays (although they are bound to be exciting and i will love them come december, but right now i just can't find the energy). it's wrong. i'm supposed to be having so much fun i forget to blog, instead, i'm doing the same thing i'd do during exam period back home. maybe it's cos i'm running out of cash. or nearby places to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is, while walking to school today, the thought occurred to me. why is it more fun to be snowed on than rained on? you end up the same degree of wet, and snow's a lot colder. but everyone loves snow. more than essays, at any rate. which reminds me, i should be getting back to writing them. but it's going to snow tomorrow. that should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, chocolate is nice. hot chocolate is even better, but apparently you can't make that with non-fat milk. either that, or i need a microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until the snow arrives and i go photocrazy, i leave you with the view from my room (on sunnier days), where i've been merrily cooped up the past few days. and napping my afternoons away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzzsQqpy2wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/r4f_vb-qLF4/s1600-h/DSC_9311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzzsQqpy2wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/r4f_vb-qLF4/s320/DSC_9311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133237446367173378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, until i hop over to philly and nyc next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6671508472948398689?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6671508472948398689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6671508472948398689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6671508472948398689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6671508472948398689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/word-is-ennui.html' title='the word is ennui.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzzsQqpy2wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/r4f_vb-qLF4/s72-c/DSC_9311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2222851984392658335</id><published>2007-11-13T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:52:29.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because it's boring to write essays</title><content type='html'>and more fun to paste song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzoAVbXWMbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uv-hZsDHaAs/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzoAVbXWMbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uv-hZsDHaAs/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132415093465035186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;i'll count the steps to happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;i've missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;they go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;one's the touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;two's the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;three's the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;four the meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;five and six are the devil's kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;so seven&lt;br /&gt;better be heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;on a sidenote, garlic butter beats olive oil in cooking every time. now if only my arteries don't die from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2222851984392658335?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2222851984392658335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2222851984392658335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2222851984392658335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2222851984392658335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/because-its-boring-to-write-essays.html' title='because it&apos;s boring to write essays'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RzoAVbXWMbI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Uv-hZsDHaAs/s72-c/IMG_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1909801428753341801</id><published>2007-11-12T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:08:29.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still. vaguely. alive.</title><content type='html'>blog rather dead. non-apologetic. it's just that whenever i feel like blogging, it's probably cos i'm stuck doing essays and dying of boredom rather than out having fun, so you don't get entertaining excerpts of life on exchange and me seeing the world. plus when i'm actually having fun, updating this blog is the last thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk337XWMUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/FGAOs6Mf9NA/s1600-h/DSC_9221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk337XWMUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/FGAOs6Mf9NA/s320/DSC_9221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132194684333338946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chicago skyline at sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. chicago. for most of you who know me, you'd already know that i thought it was frigging awesome. for those who need to know, nice clean streets, variety of food, and great cheesecakes. also, no homeless and criminals on the streets that i saw. plus the aquarium was welcome after such a long hiatus away from fish. and free zoos are always good. met up with karen, my lawr tutor, had a fun chat, and basically had a great time. of course, the bill was pretty painful too, 1.3k USD for a week in the windy city, but at that time, entirely justifiable. and in retrospect, i'd do it again if i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk5AbXWMWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XF09J0bQBfk/s1600-h/DSC_8040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk5AbXWMWI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XF09J0bQBfk/s320/DSC_8040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132195929873854818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the UoT buildings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the week leading up to it was rather messy, since i had to go to toronto and bum around and write essays. but at least i managed to get awesome autumnal shots. would have taken more but there was just this overwhelming lethargy to haul my ass down to the harbourside/lakefront especially considering the wind and cold and the fact that it was probably my fifth visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk4hbXWMVI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eZZrGMpLV2c/s1600-h/DSC_8035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk4hbXWMVI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eZZrGMpLV2c/s320/DSC_8035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132195397297910098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random building in toronto, but i like the colours and sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also made a double pitstop to ann arbor and visited the umich guys, since a 10hr straight drive from toronto to chicago is usually considered mildly exhausting. their law school there is really pretty. and the guys were excellent hosts, even to the point of getting us drunk and concussed in their living room whilst playing bleach on wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk5y7XWMXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/HK44yNsen1c/s1600-h/DSC_8054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk5y7XWMXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/HK44yNsen1c/s320/DSC_8054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132196797457248626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;law school in UMich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that sums up the last two weeks. and for once there aren't any food photos, although this week i've been experimenting on hot chocolate and cooking with garlic butter instead of olive oil, and will eventually move on to cooking lamb chops. more on this week, i've been holed up in the library doing essays, because i realise 4 essays do not just up and write themselves, and a pass/fail exchange mod still means that i kinda need to submit something to pass. and i must admit it sometimes scares me to look at the outline for a 25 page essay and actually see an end to it. like. oh, i just have to write this, and this and that, and argue maybe this, and hey, it's already 25 pages. or how 1hr presentations don't faze me anymore. or maybe it's just the absolute nonchalance that comes with knowing that i just need to pass and i can crap all i want about asia because the lecturers won't have much of a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nights are getting colder, although the way the temperatures work here baffle me. today's high (i.e. 6deg) can be tomorrow's low, and a -6deg night feels less cold than it does now in my room at 10deg. the world is a strange, strange place. but at least there's snow (or will be!) wind sucks though. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, till next time, i'll leave you with a picture, of my most prized purchase from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk-2rXWMZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lgba4523Vlo/s1600-h/DSC_9308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk-2rXWMZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lgba4523Vlo/s320/DSC_9308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132202359439896978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drinking chocolate, and 5 chocolate bars, they are:&lt;br /&gt;mint bliss, espresso escape,&lt;br /&gt;evening dream, twilight delight, and midnight reverie&lt;br /&gt;don't you just love the names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-1909801428753341801?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1909801428753341801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1909801428753341801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1909801428753341801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1909801428753341801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-vaguely-alive.html' title='still. vaguely. alive.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rzk337XWMUI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/FGAOs6Mf9NA/s72-c/DSC_9221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3228296393116968036</id><published>2007-11-08T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:27:29.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, i woke up to realise i had the following to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) make a 1hr presentation on human rights and religion which i hadn't prepared for&lt;br /&gt;2) collect my cards from the post office&lt;br /&gt;3) wash 2 weeks' worth of laundry&lt;br /&gt;4) clean 2 weeks' worth of dust from my room&lt;br /&gt;5) buy groceries&lt;br /&gt;6) catch up on lost sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after surviving the presentation and spending 2 hours uploading my chicago photos on facebook, and nearly dying from captioning as well as looking at all the food and realising i hadn't eaten the whole day, i went to get my cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was setting, the sky was dark, the air was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tonight' by stars was playing on my ipod, and while i was walking to the post office, it started SNOWING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i love exchange so (well, besides the madcap travelling i've been up to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: granted, it was a light snowfall, more of a flurry, but it was snow nonetheless, and suited the mood perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so now i'm freezing in my room and getting ready to prepare dinner. and loving the fact that i have a card at last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3228296393116968036?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5666362164664966099</id><published>2007-10-29T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:41:43.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random food pics</title><content type='html'>because i'm bored whilst writing my essays in toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDSlLfiiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/cGBC-ITuNLE/s1600-h/DSC_7880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDSlLfiiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/cGBC-ITuNLE/s320/DSC_7880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126999949793266210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minced beef with rice, soup with random veggies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDTFLfijI/AAAAAAAAAd4/5M40Am1Q4K0/s1600-h/DSC_7881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDTFLfijI/AAAAAAAAAd4/5M40Am1Q4K0/s320/DSC_7881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126999958383200818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;linguine with prawns and cherry tomatoes. is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDTlLfikI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1cKAWcq0VOI/s1600-h/DSC_7886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDTlLfikI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1cKAWcq0VOI/s320/DSC_7886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126999966973135426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fried rice. is meant to be random food tossed in together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDT1LfilI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VXUM4yIWjEw/s1600-h/DSC_7892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDT1LfilI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VXUM4yIWjEw/s320/DSC_7892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126999971268102738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mushroom spaghetti in cream sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-5666362164664966099?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5666362164664966099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5666362164664966099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5666362164664966099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5666362164664966099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-food-pics.html' title='random food pics'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RybDSlLfiiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/cGBC-ITuNLE/s72-c/DSC_7880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7780071226830972520</id><published>2007-10-26T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:15:37.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another month goes by</title><content type='html'>is funny, how i find myself wandering at the lakeside again snapping photos on my second month here. is fast. i need more time to travel and see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyPUTFLfihI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qyXNvzbkrcI/s1600-h/DSC_8010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyPUTFLfihI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qyXNvzbkrcI/s320/DSC_8010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126174225150741010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days have settled into a boring routine, namely, doing 25 page essays and try to finish them all so i can travel more. and life in kingston is essentially grocery shopping, preparing and cooking meals, and nua-ing in my room 'doing work' (i.e. watching house and 24). plus the occasional day of activity when i feel slack, and decide to take a walk around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;need. to. finish. essays.&lt;br /&gt;studying on exchange is veh wrong.&lt;br /&gt;on another note, stars concert in a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7780071226830972520?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7780071226830972520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7780071226830972520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7780071226830972520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7780071226830972520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/yet-another-month-goes-by.html' title='yet another month goes by'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyPUTFLfihI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qyXNvzbkrcI/s72-c/DSC_8010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1680791015964799912</id><published>2007-10-25T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:11:11.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and though the seasons change</title><content type='html'>so i got bored of essay writing yesterday, and went for a walk to the lake, since the weather was so warm and sunny (note to self: avoid going to the lake in a tshirt when it's cold and windy, the fingers will freeze)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the lighting was good, and i snapped some autumny shots. although, as always, i forgot to bring my tripod (yeah, i usually don't lug the big bulky thing around to school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyC_z1LfigI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4eBUVVZpSmA/s1600-h/DSC_7913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyC_z1LfigI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4eBUVVZpSmA/s320/DSC_7913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125307273117141506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of class now, listening to one hour presentations which i'll inevitably have to do, yet i'm impressed at how long-winded everyone is, and wondering why it's international human rights yet everyone keeps mentioning canada. and...singapore has indigenous people still? orang laut ah. we did sign the declaration on the rights of indigenous people after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. why am i even in class when i'm on exchange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-1680791015964799912?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1680791015964799912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1680791015964799912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1680791015964799912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1680791015964799912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-though-seasons-change.html' title='and though the seasons change'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RyC_z1LfigI/AAAAAAAAAdg/4eBUVVZpSmA/s72-c/DSC_7913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7543863086232609345</id><published>2007-10-24T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:27:47.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your night may be my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i hate my life. am studying on exchange. for one thing, i borrowed a law book from the library yesterday. and i'm writing an essay in the library now. IS WRONG. especially when i haven't borrowed a book from the law library EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i need a ride down to toronto, my internet provider is an idiot, my room is a pigsty, and i took this photo last night because the moon was shining on my bed and i couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rx-2Nz-J3MI/AAAAAAAAAdY/R6lRGGA7D8Y/s1600-h/DSC_7898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rx-2Nz-J3MI/AAAAAAAAAdY/R6lRGGA7D8Y/s320/DSC_7898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125015249376369858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7543863086232609345?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7543863086232609345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7543863086232609345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7543863086232609345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7543863086232609345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-night-may-be-my-day.html' title='your night may be my day'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rx-2Nz-J3MI/AAAAAAAAAdY/R6lRGGA7D8Y/s72-c/DSC_7898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2400900185702390450</id><published>2007-10-20T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T15:34:41.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after a day spent staring at the ceiling listening to stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life 2: The Unhappy Ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Scene one:]&lt;/span&gt; Late at night interior, we find ourselves inside the car&lt;br /&gt;Our hero has just gone too far, his lover bleeding in the back&lt;br /&gt;He removes the Lucky from the pack, he knows now that he can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Cut to:] &lt;/span&gt;The cherry lights in the rearview&lt;br /&gt;He realizes that he's through&lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Darling let's have fun"&lt;br /&gt;Hits the exit doing 91, drives until he's in the woods&lt;br /&gt;If he loses them he's gone for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Her:] &lt;/span&gt;Here is the part where you save me, here is the scene where you save the day&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the ending be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Why must it always resolve this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Fade in:] &lt;/span&gt;A cabin in the woods somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Our hero strokes his lover's hair&lt;br /&gt;Says "Don't worry love we're almost done"&lt;br /&gt;Says "I could have really been someone"&lt;br /&gt;Outside, they surround the house with pistols drawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a waiting game until dawn&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant says "He can't go on, we know now that he can't go on..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was supposed to be a film, was supposed to be a thriller, was supposed to end in tears&lt;br /&gt;But life, could be nothing but a joke, could be nothing but a con&lt;br /&gt;Where's my unhappy ending gone?&lt;br /&gt;Life was supposed to be a film, was supposed to be a thriller, was supposed to end in blood&lt;br /&gt;But life could be nothing but a joke, a sentimental con&lt;br /&gt;Where's my unhappy ending gone? Where's my unhappy ending gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was supposed to be a film, was supposed to be a thriller&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to end in fire&lt;br /&gt;But life turns out it's nothing but a dream&lt;br /&gt;And that I'll miss it when it's gone&lt;br /&gt;I want the story to go on and on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;but it can't go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love songs with stories in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stars in 2 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with many more essays to go. sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2400900185702390450?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2400900185702390450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2400900185702390450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2400900185702390450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2400900185702390450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-day-spent-staring-at-ceiling.html' title='after a day spent staring at the ceiling listening to stars'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4953777890561337790</id><published>2007-10-20T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:44:03.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a quick post</title><content type='html'>i think sometimes, we spend so much time trying to record down what happens, photos, words, stories, that we end up forgetting to life live half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a friend's 26th today, and it was interesting. tried proper mexican tequila, and learnt that some girls surprisingly can make do without a purse (amazing where they keep their handphone and wallet, really it is). plus a lot of american drinking games, and that i don't really like beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to essay. for the travel. will find time to capture images of autumn. and enjoy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4953777890561337790?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4953777890561337790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4953777890561337790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4953777890561337790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4953777890561337790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-quick-post.html' title='just a quick post'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4656653269668107407</id><published>2007-10-19T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:41:12.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>straight from the hanting's mouth.</title><content type='html'>hanting&lt;br /&gt;2:37&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;no no i believe u when u say ur work heavier&lt;br /&gt;but i stupider&lt;br /&gt;so it evens out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenjie. plagiarism is dead. like bohemia.&lt;br /&gt;2:37&lt;br /&gt;i lazier&lt;br /&gt;u wins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanting&lt;br /&gt;2:37&lt;br /&gt;i uglier&lt;br /&gt;u wins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenjie. plagiarism is dead. like bohemia.&lt;br /&gt;2:37&lt;br /&gt;true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanting&lt;br /&gt;2:37&lt;br /&gt;wait a min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing what joy and amusement can be found in the span of a minute sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4656653269668107407?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4656653269668107407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4656653269668107407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4656653269668107407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4656653269668107407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/straight-from-hantings-mouth.html' title='straight from the hanting&apos;s mouth.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6920432056733207501</id><published>2007-10-17T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:49:01.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it disturbs me to no end</title><content type='html'>that i am putting a hell lot more effort into studying here in canada than back in singapore. for one thing, i'm actually reading my notes and writing essay outlines. and doing my homework wayyy ahead of time. and i'm awake at 3am doing essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'm travelling hell of a lot more than i did in singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6920432056733207501?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6920432056733207501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6920432056733207501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6920432056733207501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6920432056733207501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-disturbs-me-to-no-end.html' title='it disturbs me to no end'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7337037837021262478</id><published>2007-10-15T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:12:45.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i had 1kg of salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so here are some random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsRxIiBSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JLC8SNKngm8/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsRxIiBSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JLC8SNKngm8/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121626622497260834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh. pasta with prawn and mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;the salmon was for fun, with pepper and salt only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsPxIiBQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/CxXsXkq3hJo/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsPxIiBQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/CxXsXkq3hJo/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121626588137522434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salmon, mushrooms, potatoes, lettuce&lt;br /&gt;(used white wine here for seasoning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsRBIiBRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/spyWR_qDVV8/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RxOsRBIiBRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/spyWR_qDVV8/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121626609612358930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salmon, potatoes, portobello mushroom, spinach and mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;(used white wine and balsamic vinegar here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7337037837021262478?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7337037837021262478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5765836579578262149</id><published>2007-10-10T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:55:13.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because it made me burst out laughing in the middle of lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of us&lt;br /&gt;flew back to sg for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;to join brenda and this girl who's supposed to be ur cousin&lt;br /&gt;and we played mahjong&lt;br /&gt;using tiles made of tofu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wei flew back to play too. but then&lt;br /&gt;already had 4 players&lt;br /&gt;so she cannot play&lt;br /&gt;and she went back to pack to go back to sweden&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u miss mj too much ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no leh&lt;br /&gt;i play it quite often&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me righttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha no&lt;br /&gt;the most retarded thing was&lt;br /&gt;the mahjong game right&lt;br /&gt;when u 'chi'&lt;br /&gt;you really eat the tofu&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sometimes can change into dumplings&lt;br /&gt;then when u chi then can eat dumplings instead&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;then pong what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;never reach there&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i post ur dream on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. a shoebox of photographs with sepiatone loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it needs spicing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joel: still believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mine is damn cool&lt;br /&gt;esp the wei part&lt;br /&gt;flew back&lt;br /&gt;no space&lt;br /&gt;then damn sad&lt;br /&gt;had to go back without playing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the best part was&lt;br /&gt;she came to pick me up from the airport&lt;br /&gt;then when we reached ur place&lt;br /&gt;you said your cousin wants to play&lt;br /&gt;so cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, joel misses his mj and tofu, and jacking wei from vancouver. funny thing is, brenda doesn't even play mj. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(edit: when i told joel that, he said, but brenda eats)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5765836579578262149?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5765836579578262149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6845399728954738617</id><published>2007-10-04T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:58:02.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oops i did it again</title><content type='html'>my meals for the last few days, apparently, i still have yet to get the hang of this 'cooking for one' business. (p.s. they may look bad, but they taste nubbad. or maybe i'm just biased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKYxIiBKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yynOUmb5x4M/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKYxIiBKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yynOUmb5x4M/s320/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117507972198696098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasta again, this time tossed with white wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKZRIiBMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ewm8pFnRwII/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKZRIiBMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ewm8pFnRwII/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117507980788630722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dinner and supper last night, fried rice!&lt;br /&gt;(happily made use of my chili padi and many garlic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKZBIiBLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BOJt8-wOUcg/s1600-h/Photo+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKZBIiBLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BOJt8-wOUcg/s320/Photo+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117507976493663410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today's lunch, creamy pasta again!&lt;br /&gt;(i tossed the pasta in wine again for fun)&lt;br /&gt;sorry not very imaginative. plus i had to clear ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;please note that these photos, are like single portions. for the most part, i had another half plate or so hidden downstairs cos it couldn't fit on the plate. and tell me i won't get fat here in canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate note, while walking home yesterday (the very short 5 minute walk home), the sun was setting and the lighting was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMphIiBOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/mCM47zkoEZk/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMphIiBOI/AAAAAAAAAcw/mCM47zkoEZk/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117510458984760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMpRIiBNI/AAAAAAAAAco/1MTzWxX--2M/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMpRIiBNI/AAAAAAAAAco/1MTzWxX--2M/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117510454689793234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i noticed that while i was busy with travelling and hiding in my room, autumn had snuck up on me unawares... autumn in new york this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMqBIiBPI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SF3r2rUPE_k/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUMqBIiBPI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SF3r2rUPE_k/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117510467574695154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14150722-6845399728954738617?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6845399728954738617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6845399728954738617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6845399728954738617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6845399728954738617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='oops i did it again'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwUKYxIiBKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yynOUmb5x4M/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5763512117456205873</id><published>2007-10-02T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T07:14:08.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because my sp complains that my blog is dull and boring...</title><content type='html'>and i hardly ever post anything worthwhile here. so to change that, here's a brief summary of my weekend. majority of the photos are on facebook though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to toronto on thursday, plan was to go niagara on friday, buffalo on saturday and toronto island on sunday. a busy weekend planned ahead. but we all know, the best laid plans of mice and men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friday i ended up wandering around toronto, looking for car rentals, eating pancakes and nice breakfasts, and i cut my hair at this random place where i argued with the hairstylist (i should say haircutter person) before realising that it's quite rather scary to have someone gesticulating wildly at you with a razor in hand screaming "i am hairstylist, i know how to cut, you no tell me, just tell me how long!" twas muchly stressful, but i escaped largely unscathed, and made it to the Fifth for some cheap CAD$3 drinks (yes that's considered cheap all you europe exchangers). and i won't even begin to talk about the dress code and black shoes and how coming from kingston obviously i wouldn't have had any and thus i was declined entry into the club on the basis of the non-formality and conformality of my shoes, and oh wait i just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spent at niagara, though not in the way i'd planned, we went to the factory outlets there. not many photos to show for it, but hey, who lugs a camera around shopping? that said, i still wonder whether it was worth the shopping to be stuck for 2 hrs in a traffic jam crossing the border, and to have to calculatedly decide how much shopping to declare in order to pay the tax (speaking of which, i understand the concept of protection of trade, but some things just get mildly ridiculous sometimes..) shopping was good though, but i shudder to think of what will happen in dec with woodbury and boxing day sales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFbBIiAfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tbJLzMq44I8/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFbBIiAfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tbJLzMq44I8/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728457109307890" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFbxIiAgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vHRrGcwdyo8/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFbxIiAgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/vHRrGcwdyo8/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728469994209794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy campers on the way to niagara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFchIiAhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gL0f_eCgmoo/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFchIiAhI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gL0f_eCgmoo/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728482879111698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clouds, both above and below...oh wait that's smog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFdRIiAiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rrFrgK9Putc/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFdRIiAiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rrFrgK9Putc/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728495764013602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoppinggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFeRIiAjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/P4_r8Re7TXc/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFeRIiAjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/P4_r8Re7TXc/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116728512943882802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we were stuck for hours crossing this bridge. such that i could take a photo of this&lt;br /&gt;the line between the two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so i was late for nuit blanche, but it all turned out well, still managed to wander the streets of toronto for about 4 hours before it ended. (for the uninformed, nuit blanche is something of a huge-ass art exhibition that takes place once a year from 7pm to 7am, all around the city, in musuems, in galleries, along the streets, in churches even)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHrRIiAkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/hS9Os1mAd9k/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHrRIiAkI/AAAAAAAAAXg/hS9Os1mAd9k/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116730935305437762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHsBIiAlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/DVTPfxKxqlY/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHsBIiAlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/DVTPfxKxqlY/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116730948190339666" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHsxIiAmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/RilAjIF0pC4/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHsxIiAmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/RilAjIF0pC4/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116730961075241570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this happened in a musuem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHtRIiAnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ILLVmrqdEl0/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHtRIiAnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ILLVmrqdEl0/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116730969665176178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm still baffled as to whether this was an art exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHuRIiAoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A1_XLgkPa8I/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJHuRIiAoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A1_XLgkPa8I/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116730986845045378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love this one though. seemed like a frozen tableau on the tv screen, then the guy blinked and the girl shifted. damn shags la. plus having to stay still and keep their expressions neutral in that position.. reminded me of all those paintings in haunted houses. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJIRIiApI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LAW6wpb9nLo/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJIRIiApI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LAW6wpb9nLo/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116732533033271954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another exhibit, you sms ways to make the world a better place and they post it up right away. so there were a lot of random stuff, which i found terribly amusing but can't remember right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJKhIiAqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_F_4fqjBcr4/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJKhIiAqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_F_4fqjBcr4/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116732571687977634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me with my new jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJLRIiArI/AAAAAAAAAYY/E4YkXsiAN4s/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJLRIiArI/AAAAAAAAAYY/E4YkXsiAN4s/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116732584572879538" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJLxIiAsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KQ80spxBY6w/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJJLxIiAsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KQ80spxBY6w/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116732593162814146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exhibition (i think fashion) in a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;stratford was on sunday, ye olde shakespearean town in the heart of canada, so early sunday morning, we fought the maddening crowds running for breast cancer to go pick up the girls and head for the town. got stuck in traffic for an hour or so, but we eventually made it in time (barely!) to stratford-upon-ontario for the 2pm play. merchant of venice. which was terribly coincidental since i'd just written a random legal article from the 'quality of mercy' speech excerpt that very week. twas a good play and amusing at parts, and still remains one of my favourite ones so far. wandered around town after that and had dinner before heading back to toronto (missed my ride back but it was well worth it). not many photos of the town (because it reminded me of kingston) nor of dinner (cos it wasn't all that pretty/great)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMbRIiAtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/iF_eRg5T1r4/s1600-h/DSC_7337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMbRIiAtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/iF_eRg5T1r4/s320/DSC_7337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116736157985669842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye olde shakespearean inne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMbhIiAuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/C-IjAylRras/s1600-h/DSC_7339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMbhIiAuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/C-IjAylRras/s320/DSC_7339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116736162280637154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stratford theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMcxIiAxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bxNO3eCz8ZQ/s1600-h/DSC_7357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJMcxIiAxI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bxNO3eCz8ZQ/s320/DSC_7357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116736183755473682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNehIiAyI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PQ7-Mloptgs/s1600-h/DSC_7355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNehIiAyI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/PQ7-Mloptgs/s320/DSC_7355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116737313331872546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNexIiAzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/IfKW55nRNGM/s1600-h/DSC_7364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNexIiAzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/IfKW55nRNGM/s320/DSC_7364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116737317626839858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNfRIiA0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/oGmiV6LRd0c/s1600-h/DSC_7370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNfRIiA0I/AAAAAAAAAZg/oGmiV6LRd0c/s320/DSC_7370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116737326216774466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNfhIiA1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/aKR-oY9qpWA/s1600-h/DSC_7371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNfhIiA1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/aKR-oY9qpWA/s320/DSC_7371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116737330511741778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNgBIiA2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/4_BwCMPNT5g/s1600-h/DSC_7380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJNgBIiA2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/4_BwCMPNT5g/s320/DSC_7380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116737339101676386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJOPhIiA3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/jlXR1IhbUow/s1600-h/DSC_7382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJOPhIiA3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/jlXR1IhbUow/s320/DSC_7382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116738155145462642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPLxIiA8I/AAAAAAAAAag/_iYKfcRgwyM/s1600-h/DSC_7383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPLxIiA8I/AAAAAAAAAag/_iYKfcRgwyM/s320/DSC_7383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116739190232581058" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPMRIiA9I/AAAAAAAAAao/B7rFKiYvHus/s1600-h/DSC_7385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPMRIiA9I/AAAAAAAAAao/B7rFKiYvHus/s320/DSC_7385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116739198822515666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rachel and ducks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPMxIiA-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/YdNt1Kz-vv8/s1600-h/DSC_7386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPMxIiA-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/YdNt1Kz-vv8/s320/DSC_7386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116739207412450274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mig and oakleys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJORhIiA7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/snmky0mMu0Y/s1600-h/DSC_7392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJORhIiA7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/snmky0mMu0Y/s320/DSC_7392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116738189505201074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andrea and dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPNRIiA_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/XIyhxwkwo-o/s1600-h/DSC_7413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPNRIiA_I/AAAAAAAAAa4/XIyhxwkwo-o/s320/DSC_7413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116739216002384882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the torontians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPPBIiBAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/E0g_Ert0CqM/s1600-h/DSC_7415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJPPBIiBAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/E0g_Ert0CqM/s320/DSC_7415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116739246067155970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYBIiBBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Rc92s66Zt7E/s1600-h/DSC_7408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYBIiBBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Rc92s66Zt7E/s320/DSC_7408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116740500197606418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYRIiBCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ckIf-unf6xY/s1600-h/DSC_7394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYRIiBCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ckIf-unf6xY/s320/DSC_7394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116740504492573730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dawg who is a photowhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYxIiBDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OO1qdJ9CCug/s1600-h/DSC_7396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQYxIiBDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OO1qdJ9CCug/s320/DSC_7396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116740513082508338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQZBIiBEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/s9qlN-MaZKA/s1600-h/DSC_7418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQZBIiBEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/s9qlN-MaZKA/s320/DSC_7418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116740517377475650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJReRIiBGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/R7_1KxXCEsA/s1600-h/DSC_7427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJReRIiBGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/R7_1KxXCEsA/s320/DSC_7427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116741707083416674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJRexIiBHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kLtaoD9YJMI/s1600-h/DSC_7428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJRexIiBHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kLtaoD9YJMI/s320/DSC_7428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116741715673351282" 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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQZhIiBFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ef0s-zo8xqY/s1600-h/DSC_7426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJQZhIiBFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ef0s-zo8xqY/s320/DSC_7426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116740525967410258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ye olde courte housee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and now i leave you to go back to my highly engaging discussion on eating potato chips (i see no link to legal perspectives), and to defending singapore's constitution on freedom of charter and rights and explaining the humane-ness of the death penalty. all the while ignoring the fact that i fail public law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/14150722-5763512117456205873?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5763512117456205873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5763512117456205873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5763512117456205873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5763512117456205873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/because-my-sp-complains-that-my-blog-is.html' title='because my sp complains that my blog is dull and boring...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJFbBIiAfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tbJLzMq44I8/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3784069469438690361</id><published>2007-10-02T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:19:49.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because linshoomin is fat and ugly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJvjRIiBII/AAAAAAAAAcA/b4eOHTsZZAo/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJvjRIiBII/AAAAAAAAAcA/b4eOHTsZZAo/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116774778331595906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was lunch today. random leftover meat and veg and ham from last week. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3784069469438690361?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3784069469438690361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3784069469438690361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3784069469438690361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3784069469438690361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/because-linshoomin-is-fat-and-ugly.html' title='because linshoomin is fat and ugly.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RwJvjRIiBII/AAAAAAAAAcA/b4eOHTsZZAo/s72-c/Photo+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-586785055293284507</id><published>2007-09-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:00:39.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i spent a day by the lake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a month since i arrived in Kingston, a month in Canada. Looking back, I seem to have done more in this past month than I usually do in a year back home. For instance, I've eaten more Subway than I can remember (the first 2 weeks when I was too lazy and still settling in), and it scares me that I can actually remember what the sub-of-the-day is everyday. Or how I've been to Montreal twice already, and will be leaving for my second Toronto trip tomorrow. And how I lost my wallet with all my cards and identification barely a week into arriving in Canada. But life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started cooking properly in my house since last week, before that I was borrowing a friend's place because it made more sense to share on groceries (but then I got tired of going over every night, plus also abit paiseh). You've seen the pasta lineup, here's what I've whipped up so far this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMRRIiAYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0KgW7ag0WfY/s1600-h/DSC_7225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMRRIiAYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0KgW7ag0WfY/s320/DSC_7225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114695292605825410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pan-fried chicken, lettuce with mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMRxIiAZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sAmRrHURLr0/s1600-h/DSC_7229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMRxIiAZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/sAmRrHURLr0/s320/DSC_7229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114695301195760018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minced beef, chicken &amp;amp; cabbage soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMSBIiAaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Lbnu3qCWnPI/s1600-h/DSC_7233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMSBIiAaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Lbnu3qCWnPI/s320/DSC_7233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114695305490727330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spag with chicken, beef, bacon, sausage (yes i was bored and lazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMShIiAbI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xFBJrCobE2M/s1600-h/DSC_7320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMShIiAbI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xFBJrCobE2M/s320/DSC_7320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114695314080661938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asparagus and chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, my room's getting more settled in, although I'm still searching for a cupboard to put my stuff and as such I'm kinda still living out of my suitcase (more like using it as a huge drawer). I'd love to add in stuff like cushions and lamps and a small table, and I keep reminding myself I'm on a budget, but at least I'm feeling more comfortable in it (sometimes I feel like I'm slowly preparing it so I can hibernate properly come winter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays are spent wandering the streets of Kingston, frequenting the cafes and bookstores (although there are a couple of eating places I have my eye on, just waiting for people to visit so I have an excuse to splurge), or of late, spent hiding under a rock in my room. Which I find myself starting to miss nowadays when I'm travelling, especially on the last day of my travels on my way home. When I start looking forward to a bath and lounging on my carpet and bed, that's where I think I've found a home away from home. That said, I still kinda miss my wallet. And the fact that strange people come up to talk to me when I walk around at night (which is why I stopped).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting to go sailing on the lake, picnicking by the lakeside (if I find friends) and visit the rest of Canada (when I manage to work out my budget and find travelling companions). For now, Kingston's a nice place to chill out and await the coming of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsNeBIiAdI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xMeb8eX8THo/s1600-h/DSC_7306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsNeBIiAdI/AAAAAAAAAWo/xMeb8eX8THo/s320/DSC_7306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114696611160785362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-586785055293284507?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/586785055293284507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=586785055293284507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/586785055293284507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/586785055293284507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-spent-day-by-lake.html' title='i spent a day by the lake...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvsMRRIiAYI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0KgW7ag0WfY/s72-c/DSC_7225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4927550692644253126</id><published>2007-09-24T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:54:26.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so i've been cooking...</title><content type='html'>and this is what i've come up with so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcbhIiATI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2DMm5ZBdS4Y/s1600-h/DSC_6726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcbhIiATI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2DMm5ZBdS4Y/s320/DSC_6726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113798267211219250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salmon and egg with pasta (plus i threw in bacon for more taste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfccRIiAUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zUE0k0xNqkE/s1600-h/DSC_6729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfccRIiAUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zUE0k0xNqkE/s320/DSC_6729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113798280096121154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creamy mushroom pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcchIiAVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ej-_MSY4jjY/s1600-h/DSC_6732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcchIiAVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ej-_MSY4jjY/s320/DSC_6732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113798284391088466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh. this was like sausage and bacon and mushroom and egg, i kinda had to use up the ingredients...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfccxIiAWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/j_sErNT9c0Y/s1600-h/DSC_6735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfccxIiAWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/j_sErNT9c0Y/s320/DSC_6735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113798288686055778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mee goreng. hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcdBIiAXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8tNhZn2A_9o/s1600-h/DSC_7218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcdBIiAXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8tNhZn2A_9o/s320/DSC_7218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113798292981023090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried to make aglio olio. can never get the pasta the right al dente texture. and don't even get me started on the lack of chili... (the egg was cos i was hungry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm a boring lazy cook. but i'm improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for trip photos, toronto is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=53804&amp;amp;l=1b0b1&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Toronto Day 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=53811&amp;amp;l=e75b7&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;CN Tower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=53842&amp;amp;l=ad10d&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Toronto Day 3 &amp;amp; 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4927550692644253126?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4927550692644253126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4927550692644253126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4927550692644253126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4927550692644253126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-ive-been-cooking.html' title='so i&apos;ve been cooking...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RvfcbhIiATI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2DMm5ZBdS4Y/s72-c/DSC_6726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-966440287186851329</id><published>2007-09-13T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T10:12:09.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i'm lazy...</title><content type='html'>and it's easier to upload photos on facebook than on blogger. so i did, and here're the links. thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=48227&amp;l=077d6&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Kingston 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=49577&amp;l=a19f5&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Kingston 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51532&amp;l=182c5&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Kingston 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51519&amp;l=cc290&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;1000 islands cruise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51928&amp;l=6eb96&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Montreal 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51933&amp;l=a6d4a&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Montreal 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51939&amp;l=1e2a0&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Montreal 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=51942&amp;l=ca4bc&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Tamtams Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nus.facebook.com/album.php?aid=52052&amp;l=665e9&amp;amp;id=604495706"&gt;Osheaga Music Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...in the middle of intl human rights now...it's interesting and all, i'm totally lost, and the thought of the 25 page essay assignment and the 1 hr presentation is pretty daunting. headed to toronto this evening, photos when i return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. do inform if the links don't work, cos i know not everyone has facebook, and i'm just too lazy to upload one photo at a time when i have like 4 gb worth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-966440287186851329?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/966440287186851329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=966440287186851329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/966440287186851329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/966440287186851329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/because-im-lazy.html' title='because i&apos;m lazy...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-607327619407406527</id><published>2007-09-11T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:09:34.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random musings</title><content type='html'>blogger needs to devise a more efficient way to upload photos. like facebook with its iphoto exporter. or i need to take less photos. in any case, temporary hiatus on photos here until i've sorted through my montreal pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, just back from montreal, and the osheaga festival. stars was awesome, feist was amazing, and don't even get me started on damien rice. found a few new bands too, like the veils and the editors were not bad (considering i was just listening to them to while away time before stars played). would wax lyrical about how wonderful the experience was, standing on the dusty ground listening to the bands play so close to you and feeling the vibe of the crowd, but words fail me. (that and the fact that some of you might murder me) but suffice to say, just listening to those three play consecutively was enough to complete my day and make my money's worth, so much so that i skipped the smashing pumpkins, who were the highlight of the night, in favour of sitting down and dinner. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;montreal is wonderful. not just for the music fest, but also the city as well, both old montreal (vieux-montreal, see, i know my french, sorta..) and the nightlife districts (st-laurent, st-catherine, and rue sherbrooke, if i recall) i love the place. and as a canadian friend of mine said, all i had to do was to attend the tamtams festival at parc du mont-royal on sunday (it's a festival at the bottom of the hill from which montreal got its name, and every sunday in summer they just gather and play drums and dance...okay i really suck at describing it) to grasp the essence of montreal. well...i went for it, it was really cool and hippie-ish, and i love how they can just laze back in the sun and on the grass and just appreciate life and take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. must. go. back. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos up soon. promise. one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-607327619407406527?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/607327619407406527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=607327619407406527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/607327619407406527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/607327619407406527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-musings.html' title='random musings'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7975992245824191508</id><published>2007-09-06T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:35:12.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dawg.</title><content type='html'>because it annoys linshoomin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5YtX8_jI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Ee59NzzUeFA/s1600-h/DSC_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5YtX8_jI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Ee59NzzUeFA/s320/DSC_4049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145074097847858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5ZNX8_kI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3MVXPOrczkc/s1600-h/DSC_4052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5ZNX8_kI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3MVXPOrczkc/s320/DSC_4052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145082687782466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5ZdX8_lI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VOawqFHctWk/s1600-h/DSC_4059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5ZdX8_lI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VOawqFHctWk/s320/DSC_4059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145086982749778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5aNX8_mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LC9KQ4Kprhw/s1600-h/DSC_4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5aNX8_mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LC9KQ4Kprhw/s320/DSC_4065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145099867651682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5adX8_nI/AAAAAAAAAUo/v1eYxcWPFAk/s1600-h/DSC_4071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5adX8_nI/AAAAAAAAAUo/v1eYxcWPFAk/s320/DSC_4071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145104162618994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA59NX8_oI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZTz8QNU9s4c/s1600-h/DSC_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA59NX8_oI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZTz8QNU9s4c/s320/DSC_4074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145701163073154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA59tX8_pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fX6BM2cIBvQ/s1600-h/DSC_4093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA59tX8_pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fX6BM2cIBvQ/s320/DSC_4093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145709753007762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA599X8_qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pJGza9NELLY/s1600-h/DSC_4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA599X8_qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pJGza9NELLY/s320/DSC_4097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145714047975074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to upload more. the next boring class, i will upload photos from my pre-canada week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omigosh. international human rights requires me to write a 25 page essay with a 1 hr presentation. why la why. the things i do to slack and holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7975992245824191508?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7975992245824191508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7975992245824191508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7975992245824191508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7975992245824191508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/dawg.html' title='dawg.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RuA5YtX8_jI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Ee59NzzUeFA/s72-c/DSC_4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7470263235647048285</id><published>2007-09-04T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T08:57:27.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>osheaga!</title><content type='html'>tickets have been booked, hostels have been reserved, and i'm currently looking for a car to rent this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rt1__dX8_iI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8NGQAziTcuI/s1600-h/osheaga2007_horaire-schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rt1__dX8_iI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8NGQAziTcuI/s320/osheaga2007_horaire-schedule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106378280701591074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars, feist, damien rice, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. sp see i do update my blog, so there. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7470263235647048285?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7470263235647048285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7470263235647048285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7470263235647048285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7470263235647048285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/osheaga.html' title='osheaga!'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rt1__dX8_iI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8NGQAziTcuI/s72-c/osheaga2007_horaire-schedule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4711325620245421431</id><published>2007-09-03T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T06:40:53.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's funny,</title><content type='html'>how i can be calmly sitting at a cafe blogging and sipping at tea when my wallet was stolen last night and i'm technically penniless and i need to cancel all my cards asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus how i've just realised i'm sitting under a picasso picture of don quixote. hurhur. i love the way life works sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4711325620245421431?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4711325620245421431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4711325620245421431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4711325620245421431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4711325620245421431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-funny.html' title='it&apos;s funny,'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6263806183892370372</id><published>2007-09-02T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:26:42.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive</title><content type='html'>sorry for the lack of updates, been kinda busy this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in a pinch, friday i went to lemoine point, which is a nature reserve far far away from downtown, and saw chipmunks and birds and had a picnic! then night time was a nice dinner party with pasta and wine (sorry was enjoying myself too much to take pics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent wandering in walmart and the town centre (farfar away as well), realised the prices over here are the same as back in singapore (i so need to get over to NY), and we (the singaporean bunch) tried to cook dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures as below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZy9X8_CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/h9d-tc1frE8/s1600-h/DSC_4683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZy9X8_CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/h9d-tc1frE8/s320/DSC_4683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105632597069593634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZzdX8_DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/P9Cu1UnMD_c/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZzdX8_DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/P9Cu1UnMD_c/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105632605659528242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my room, with some improvements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZz9X8_EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bZym--3bsp4/s1600-h/DSC_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZz9X8_EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bZym--3bsp4/s320/DSC_4685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105632614249462850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZ0NX8_FI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UG0UNR6w2FU/s1600-h/DSC_4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZ0NX8_FI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UG0UNR6w2FU/s320/DSC_4687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105632618544430162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love how people can just laze about in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZ0tX8_GI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vZbzzCveuo4/s1600-h/DSC_4689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZ0tX8_GI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vZbzzCveuo4/s320/DSC_4689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105632627134364770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off to lemoine point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbW9X8_HI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pWekKrahFtA/s1600-h/DSC_4693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbW9X8_HI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pWekKrahFtA/s320/DSC_4693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105634315056512114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbXdX8_II/AAAAAAAAAQw/bIxZUbZF1ik/s1600-h/DSC_4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbXdX8_II/AAAAAAAAAQw/bIxZUbZF1ik/s320/DSC_4698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105634323646446722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbX9X8_JI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HhXLcEVNjdI/s1600-h/DSC_4700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbX9X8_JI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/HhXLcEVNjdI/s320/DSC_4700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105634332236381330" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbYdX8_KI/AAAAAAAAARA/jlxYyC0Qk-M/s1600-h/DSC_4703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbYdX8_KI/AAAAAAAAARA/jlxYyC0Qk-M/s320/DSC_4703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105634340826315938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shot of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbY9X8_LI/AAAAAAAAARI/NjCHAnUnDTo/s1600-h/DSC_4701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrbY9X8_LI/AAAAAAAAARI/NjCHAnUnDTo/s320/DSC_4701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105634349416250546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcmNX8_MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/L2mUMeaUClg/s1600-h/DSC_4704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcmNX8_MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/L2mUMeaUClg/s320/DSC_4704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635676561145026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcmdX8_NI/AAAAAAAAARY/AkJNvFyo8qM/s1600-h/DSC_4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcmdX8_NI/AAAAAAAAARY/AkJNvFyo8qM/s320/DSC_4709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635680856112338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrcm9X8_OI/AAAAAAAAARg/lMV8Ua50Ito/s1600-h/DSC_4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrcm9X8_OI/AAAAAAAAARg/lMV8Ua50Ito/s320/DSC_4712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635689446046946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcnNX8_PI/AAAAAAAAARo/el4IG5UqClY/s1600-h/DSC_4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcnNX8_PI/AAAAAAAAARo/el4IG5UqClY/s320/DSC_4713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635693741014258" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcntX8_QI/AAAAAAAAARw/s3aEGl9nO8U/s1600-h/DSC_4725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrcntX8_QI/AAAAAAAAARw/s3aEGl9nO8U/s320/DSC_4725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635702330948866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;louna (finland), reina (germany), and melina (california)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfBtX8_RI/AAAAAAAAAR4/z__8NjiMEYM/s1600-h/DSC_4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfBtX8_RI/AAAAAAAAAR4/z__8NjiMEYM/s320/DSC_4738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638348030803218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfB9X8_SI/AAAAAAAAASA/S0bMNaV6D28/s1600-h/DSC_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfB9X8_SI/AAAAAAAAASA/S0bMNaV6D28/s320/DSC_4743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638352325770530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfCNX8_TI/AAAAAAAAASI/4ZOVNpjlsIs/s1600-h/DSC_4746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfCNX8_TI/AAAAAAAAASI/4ZOVNpjlsIs/s320/DSC_4746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638356620737842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfCtX8_UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/GKMn77JGJAI/s1600-h/DSC_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfCtX8_UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/GKMn77JGJAI/s320/DSC_4753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638365210672450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfC9X8_VI/AAAAAAAAASY/1xzcACecE_U/s1600-h/DSC_4765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrfC9X8_VI/AAAAAAAAASY/1xzcACecE_U/s320/DSC_4765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638369505639762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg1dX8_WI/AAAAAAAAASg/xLD919G229g/s1600-h/DSC_4768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg1dX8_WI/AAAAAAAAASg/xLD919G229g/s320/DSC_4768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105640336600661346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg19X8_XI/AAAAAAAAASo/PANAAqhqIyM/s1600-h/DSC_4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg19X8_XI/AAAAAAAAASo/PANAAqhqIyM/s320/DSC_4772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105640345190595954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;justin, the nice friendly guy helping out the exchange students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg2dX8_YI/AAAAAAAAASw/jEOUFtvinCI/s1600-h/DSC_4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg2dX8_YI/AAAAAAAAASw/jEOUFtvinCI/s320/DSC_4779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105640353780530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg2tX8_ZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/bNx7Zn6llvY/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg2tX8_ZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/bNx7Zn6llvY/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105640358075497874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bert taking photos, the bus stop to farfar away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg3NX8_aI/AAAAAAAAATA/GRHZ5pFiqss/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrg3NX8_aI/AAAAAAAAATA/GRHZ5pFiqss/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105640366665432482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri1NX8_bI/AAAAAAAAATI/UM9AHF3z3bc/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri1NX8_bI/AAAAAAAAATI/UM9AHF3z3bc/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642531328949682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheryl from SMU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri1tX8_cI/AAAAAAAAATQ/18Ik7eV8I64/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri1tX8_cI/AAAAAAAAATQ/18Ik7eV8I64/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642539918884290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down at the town centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri2NX8_dI/AAAAAAAAATY/3j7Y_mKTrag/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri2NX8_dI/AAAAAAAAATY/3j7Y_mKTrag/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642548508818898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri5dX8_eI/AAAAAAAAATg/uu2t6f6IbV4/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri5dX8_eI/AAAAAAAAATg/uu2t6f6IbV4/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642604343393762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri59X8_fI/AAAAAAAAATo/BHvMqkgdcjo/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtri59X8_fI/AAAAAAAAATo/BHvMqkgdcjo/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642612933328370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cooked dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrj2dX8_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/FjyB5P2WnZI/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrj2dX8_gI/AAAAAAAAATw/FjyB5P2WnZI/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643652315414018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the kitchen at the SMU students' place&lt;br /&gt;(their place is very nice btw, photos to follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrj29X8_hI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PWj-Y4xvM2o/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtrj29X8_hI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PWj-Y4xvM2o/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643660905348626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak kut teh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i do realise my photos are largely of scenery and not of people and places, but hey, i prefer taking animals and plants, so yeah... anyways, right now it's sunday afternoon, and i'm having tea and muffins at a nice cafe near my apartment which has free wireless. hence, i'm slacking my sunday away, as always. refuse to shop for furniture and other randoms. grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6263806183892370372?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6263806183892370372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6263806183892370372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6263806183892370372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6263806183892370372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/still-alive.html' title='still alive'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtrZy9X8_CI/AAAAAAAAAQA/h9d-tc1frE8/s72-c/DSC_4683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6409027342037344560</id><published>2007-08-31T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:37:15.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>corn maze</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, i went on one of those orientationish field trips, took a ferry with 100 other international students to wolfe island (which is this large island on lake ontario, largely farmland and countryside, and apparently there's a boat on the other end of the island that goes to the US). went there, took a haywagon ride to a farm, where there was steak burger (i.e. hamburger) and we proceeded to frolic in the cornfields thereafter (okay, more like it was a maze, we went in and got pleasantly lost for hours, and then the sun set and things got more interesting) reminded me awfully of signs, and cornfields at night are rather freaky. then i realised that the nights in canada get rather cold, because i left my jacket at home and the ride back was wayyyy windy. (everyone was bundled up in jackets and scarves and shivering, and the brave idiot singaporean was trying to hide from the wind and hide his teeth chattering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, without further ado, random loads of photos of the whole trip yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en route to the ferry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgqe9X8-JI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vOK_nqEmQOA/s1600-h/DSC_4482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgqe9X8-JI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vOK_nqEmQOA/s320/DSC_4482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876888983926930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joachim &amp; cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqfdX8-KI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xlVPSYdZ6go/s1600-h/DSC_4483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqfdX8-KI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xlVPSYdZ6go/s320/DSC_4483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876897573861538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgqf9X8-LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TZh672lYFnc/s1600-h/DSC_4485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgqf9X8-LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TZh672lYFnc/s320/DSC_4485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876906163796146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqhNX8-MI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IOJ74-KmaH8/s1600-h/DSC_4492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqhNX8-MI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IOJ74-KmaH8/s320/DSC_4492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876927638632642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqhtX8-NI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cXMz2O-jDts/s1600-h/DSC_4497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgqhtX8-NI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cXMz2O-jDts/s320/DSC_4497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876936228567250" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrYNX8-OI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0wDvd815wxw/s1600-h/DSC_4501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrYNX8-OI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0wDvd815wxw/s320/DSC_4501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104877872531437794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woodenheads is supposedly a nice place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrZ9X8-PI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QLbK1rjGFrM/s1600-h/DSC_4502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrZ9X8-PI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QLbK1rjGFrM/s320/DSC_4502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104877902596208882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgraNX8-QI/AAAAAAAAAFw/axIAaLZlOGg/s1600-h/DSC_4504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgraNX8-QI/AAAAAAAAAFw/axIAaLZlOGg/s320/DSC_4504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104877906891176194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrbdX8-RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ztEnqWBmJkA/s1600-h/DSC_4505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgrbdX8-RI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ztEnqWBmJkA/s320/DSC_4505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104877928366012690" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgrb9X8-SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RwkfusVw4-I/s1600-h/DSC_4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgrb9X8-SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RwkfusVw4-I/s320/DSC_4506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104877936955947298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsHNX8-TI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZOgdL2nG730/s1600-h/DSC_4508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsHNX8-TI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZOgdL2nG730/s320/DSC_4508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878679985289522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsHdX8-UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HzvFHA5pEEo/s1600-h/DSC_4512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsHdX8-UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HzvFHA5pEEo/s320/DSC_4512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878684280256834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsItX8-VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/i5WdVrHIk8Q/s1600-h/DSC_4514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsItX8-VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/i5WdVrHIk8Q/s320/DSC_4514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878705755093330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsJdX8-WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EQkAgG2eJ3E/s1600-h/DSC_4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsJdX8-WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EQkAgG2eJ3E/s320/DSC_4515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878718639995234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playing with aperture settings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsJtX8-XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z51G8MhX0B0/s1600-h/DSC_4520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgsJtX8-XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/z51G8MhX0B0/s320/DSC_4520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878722934962546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs8NX8-YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xxoX72Wryac/s1600-h/DSC_4523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs8NX8-YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xxoX72Wryac/s320/DSC_4523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104879590518356354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs9NX8-aI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9bhZVS0HH4E/s1600-h/DSC_4537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs9NX8-aI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9bhZVS0HH4E/s320/DSC_4537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104879607698225570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs89X8-ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/juM7Ud0u1YI/s1600-h/DSC_4526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs89X8-ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/juM7Ud0u1YI/s320/DSC_4526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104879603403258258" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs99X8-bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GTA82-AhEtE/s1600-h/DSC_4544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs99X8-bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GTA82-AhEtE/s320/DSC_4544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104879620583127474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first view of wolfe island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs-NX8-cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/r1Rgk9oYOKY/s1600-h/DSC_4548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgs-NX8-cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/r1Rgk9oYOKY/s320/DSC_4548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104879624878094786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgtsNX8-dI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kzAa8uZjNAI/s1600-h/DSC_4549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgtsNX8-dI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kzAa8uZjNAI/s320/DSC_4549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104880415152077266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgtstX8-eI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8Wfj5UTGtn4/s1600-h/DSC_4550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgtstX8-eI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8Wfj5UTGtn4/s320/DSC_4550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104880423742011874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgttNX8-fI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2pF0zkYi1_4/s1600-h/DSC_4553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgttNX8-fI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2pF0zkYi1_4/s320/DSC_4553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104880432331946482" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgttdX8-gI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uqqiGJj_Kmk/s1600-h/DSC_4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgttdX8-gI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uqqiGJj_Kmk/s320/DSC_4555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104880436626913794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love this shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgtt9X8-hI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DAlumdulJ54/s1600-h/DSC_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgtt9X8-hI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DAlumdulJ54/s320/DSC_4556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104880445216848402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haywagon ride and horses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvAtX8-iI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EQqW4GuR3lA/s1600-h/DSC_4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvAtX8-iI/AAAAAAAAAIA/EQqW4GuR3lA/s320/DSC_4558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881866851023394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvBNX8-jI/AAAAAAAAAII/cVzjhyAad0c/s1600-h/DSC_4559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvBNX8-jI/AAAAAAAAAII/cVzjhyAad0c/s320/DSC_4559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881875440958002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvBtX8-kI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gy_Nt6q_d0k/s1600-h/DSC_4561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvBtX8-kI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gy_Nt6q_d0k/s320/DSC_4561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881884030892610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvCdX8-lI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xDUHGvRXMns/s1600-h/DSC_4562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvCdX8-lI/AAAAAAAAAIY/xDUHGvRXMns/s320/DSC_4562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881896915794514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvC9X8-mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jt5yA-eeBkM/s1600-h/DSC_4568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgvC9X8-mI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jt5yA-eeBkM/s320/DSC_4568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881905505729122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv5dX8-nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ngX9ppZEP00/s1600-h/DSC_4572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv5dX8-nI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ngX9ppZEP00/s320/DSC_4572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882841808599666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv59X8-oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F8fxZjVGP_A/s1600-h/DSC_4574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv59X8-oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F8fxZjVGP_A/s320/DSC_4574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882850398534274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv6dX8-pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Nq4znfPkLYo/s1600-h/DSC_4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv6dX8-pI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Nq4znfPkLYo/s320/DSC_4575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882858988468882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv69X8-qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SopHS02-B5M/s1600-h/DSC_4576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv69X8-qI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SopHS02-B5M/s320/DSC_4576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882867578403490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv7dX8-rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/X9X_HsrxTn4/s1600-h/DSC_4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgv7dX8-rI/AAAAAAAAAJI/X9X_HsrxTn4/s320/DSC_4577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882876168338098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxHdX8-sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G_IWTsqimYY/s1600-h/DSC_4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxHdX8-sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/G_IWTsqimYY/s320/DSC_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884181838396098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxH9X8-tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0HxOWScLfJI/s1600-h/DSC_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxH9X8-tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0HxOWScLfJI/s320/DSC_4583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884190428330706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxItX8-uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CGGa3Rt64Ec/s1600-h/DSC_4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxItX8-uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CGGa3Rt64Ec/s320/DSC_4585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884203313232610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxI9X8-vI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2GtQYQF6Dm8/s1600-h/DSC_4586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxI9X8-vI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2GtQYQF6Dm8/s320/DSC_4586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884207608199922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxJdX8-wI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Pw0z7txoCv4/s1600-h/DSC_4589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtgxJdX8-wI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Pw0z7txoCv4/s320/DSC_4589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104884216198134530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx59X8-xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6dRSabkoSbs/s1600-h/DSC_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx59X8-xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6dRSabkoSbs/s320/DSC_4590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885049421789970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx6dX8-yI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8lP4s_ybWw0/s1600-h/DSC_4591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx6dX8-yI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8lP4s_ybWw0/s320/DSC_4591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885058011724578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx6tX8-zI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Jsa971PQ-yY/s1600-h/DSC_4600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx6tX8-zI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Jsa971PQ-yY/s320/DSC_4600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885062306691890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx7dX8-0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JngZirM9tpQ/s1600-h/DSC_4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx7dX8-0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JngZirM9tpQ/s320/DSC_4604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885075191593794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx8NX8-1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/mcYQn-rVpa8/s1600-h/DSC_4606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgx8NX8-1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/mcYQn-rVpa8/s320/DSC_4606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104885088076495698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy29X8-2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/hHidjp2C5tY/s1600-h/DSC_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy29X8-2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/hHidjp2C5tY/s320/DSC_4611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104886097393810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy3dX8-3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/z0yxZospGRI/s1600-h/DSC_4617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy3dX8-3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/z0yxZospGRI/s320/DSC_4617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104886105983744882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy3tX8-4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yqmFUS097FQ/s1600-h/DSC_4625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy3tX8-4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yqmFUS097FQ/s320/DSC_4625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104886110278712194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my 2 fav photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy39X8-5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/iAzoHnAv8FQ/s1600-h/DSC_4636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy39X8-5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/iAzoHnAv8FQ/s320/DSC_4636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104886114573679506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy4dX8-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/QdZP1t3K7Q8/s1600-h/DSC_4638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgy4dX8-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/QdZP1t3K7Q8/s320/DSC_4638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104886123163614114" 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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0HtX8-7I/AAAAAAAAALI/r9OuGx-Py74/s1600-h/DSC_4639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0HtX8-7I/AAAAAAAAALI/r9OuGx-Py74/s320/DSC_4639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887484668246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reina and louna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0INX8-8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/TzOt8bKAoOk/s1600-h/DSC_4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0INX8-8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/TzOt8bKAoOk/s320/DSC_4640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887493258181570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0IdX8-9I/AAAAAAAAALY/qYWXP-wgD0Q/s1600-h/DSC_4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0IdX8-9I/AAAAAAAAALY/qYWXP-wgD0Q/s320/DSC_4649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887497553148882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0JNX8--I/AAAAAAAAALg/ELRRGWqKQYY/s1600-h/DSC_4658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0JNX8--I/AAAAAAAAALg/ELRRGWqKQYY/s320/DSC_4658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887510438050786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0tNX8_AI/AAAAAAAAALw/udNUboNxHe0/s1600-h/DSC_4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0tNX8_AI/AAAAAAAAALw/udNUboNxHe0/s320/DSC_4673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888128913341442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0ttX8_BI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O7BzP4ehd_E/s1600-h/DSC_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0ttX8_BI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O7BzP4ehd_E/s320/DSC_4674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104888137503276050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0JdX8-_I/AAAAAAAAALo/U5ho_uD_xrM/s1600-h/DSC_4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtg0JdX8-_I/AAAAAAAAALo/U5ho_uD_xrM/s320/DSC_4672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104887514733018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough photos for today, i'm off to lemoine point for hiking and more photography soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6409027342037344560?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6409027342037344560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6409027342037344560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6409027342037344560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6409027342037344560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/corn-maze.html' title='corn maze'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rtgqe9X8-JI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vOK_nqEmQOA/s72-c/DSC_4482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4699265106824102911</id><published>2007-08-29T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T05:17:56.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 in kingston...</title><content type='html'>was spent wandering the streets in search of a room, and while the wandering was fun, i could have done without the stress of knowing that i will be homeless in a day, and running from one house to another to view is most definitely not my idea of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, managed to take a few shots of kingston amidst my house-hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhmdX894I/AAAAAAAAACw/ZAchAK6mQG0/s1600-h/DSC_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhmdX894I/AAAAAAAAACw/ZAchAK6mQG0/s320/DSC_4407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104093066042341250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my hall room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhm9X895I/AAAAAAAAAC4/-B-4liBGr6c/s1600-h/DSC_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhm9X895I/AAAAAAAAAC4/-B-4liBGr6c/s320/DSC_4409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104093074632275858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outside my hall room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhn9X897I/AAAAAAAAADI/wIrdr4hYz6E/s1600-h/DSC_4422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhn9X897I/AAAAAAAAADI/wIrdr4hYz6E/s320/DSC_4422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104093091812145074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no sea, but the lake will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhoNX898I/AAAAAAAAADQ/eEtK_CLe7V0/s1600-h/DSC_4424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhoNX898I/AAAAAAAAADQ/eEtK_CLe7V0/s320/DSC_4424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104093096107112386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en route to said lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lake ontario shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVipdX899I/AAAAAAAAADY/Af-83IrRMFY/s1600-h/DSC_4432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVipdX899I/AAAAAAAAADY/Af-83IrRMFY/s320/DSC_4432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094217093576658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVip9X89-I/AAAAAAAAADg/BpOiydMVobo/s1600-h/DSC_4437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVip9X89-I/AAAAAAAAADg/BpOiydMVobo/s320/DSC_4437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094225683511266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtViq9X89_I/AAAAAAAAADo/ekYpOmyLhsE/s1600-h/DSC_4442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtViq9X89_I/AAAAAAAAADo/ekYpOmyLhsE/s320/DSC_4442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094242863380466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVirNX8-AI/AAAAAAAAADw/0JMIDwgZe9c/s1600-h/DSC_4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVirNX8-AI/AAAAAAAAADw/0JMIDwgZe9c/s320/DSC_4450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094247158347778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVirtX8-BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rjnqFGo-C7A/s1600-h/DSC_4451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVirtX8-BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rjnqFGo-C7A/s320/DSC_4451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094255748282386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots on campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhndX896I/AAAAAAAAADA/XnBXrRTgd2Q/s1600-h/DSC_4423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhndX896I/AAAAAAAAADA/XnBXrRTgd2Q/s320/DSC_4423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104093083222210466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjGtX8-CI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WTq90S2v4cY/s1600-h/DSC_4454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjGtX8-CI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WTq90S2v4cY/s320/DSC_4454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094719604750370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjIdX8-EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Z0jbunU4L-o/s1600-h/DSC_4459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjIdX8-EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Z0jbunU4L-o/s320/DSC_4459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094749669521474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjJNX8-FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t_fz6Sdakd8/s1600-h/DSC_4460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjJNX8-FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/t_fz6Sdakd8/s320/DSC_4460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094762554423378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjJ9X8-GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RVTmj-TtQkA/s1600-h/DSC_4461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjJ9X8-GI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RVTmj-TtQkA/s320/DSC_4461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104094775439325282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the first day ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjqNX8-HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hqx32wkfla8/s1600-h/DSC_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjqNX8-HI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hqx32wkfla8/s320/DSC_4467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104095329490106482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjq9X8-II/AAAAAAAAAEw/dOpk_kUgq54/s1600-h/DSC_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVjq9X8-II/AAAAAAAAAEw/dOpk_kUgq54/s320/DSC_4471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104095342375008386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's a quiet town, and right now i kinda like it, and how everyone seems to know everyone else, and how laid back everything is. although i suspect the tranquility will drive me nuts in a few weeks. once i'm settled in. IF i find a room. but i do love how wireless is so prevalent all around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates ONCE i find a place. lugging a camera while racing around town is tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4699265106824102911?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4699265106824102911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4699265106824102911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4699265106824102911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4699265106824102911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-1-in-kingston.html' title='day 1 in kingston...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtVhmdX894I/AAAAAAAAACw/ZAchAK6mQG0/s72-c/DSC_4407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3211093760952040601</id><published>2007-08-28T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:31:22.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>am still alive. in kingston. travelled 30plus hrs. damn far. and damn cold. plus i haven't slept in 52 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in a pinch, the last 30 hrs have been a mix of queues, sitting and stoning, and mad photoshooting on the plane in moments of extreme boredom. for a full update on how bad the trip up was, drop me a message. photo examples as per below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ9tX89uI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHe55mtWa2A/s1600-h/DSC_4269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ9tX89uI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHe55mtWa2A/s320/DSC_4269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103644864730167010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ-NX89vI/AAAAAAAAABo/CJaYzKC3J94/s1600-h/DSC_4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ-NX89vI/AAAAAAAAABo/CJaYzKC3J94/s320/DSC_4243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103644873320101618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ-tX89wI/AAAAAAAAABw/3s2-kvmLLAw/s1600-h/DSC_4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ-tX89wI/AAAAAAAAABw/3s2-kvmLLAw/s320/DSC_4292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103644881910036226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ_NX89xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VGIbDxh5vZg/s1600-h/DSC_4306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ_NX89xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VGIbDxh5vZg/s320/DSC_4306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103644890499970834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ_dX89yI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ca4Efq8u5PI/s1600-h/DSC_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ_dX89yI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ca4Efq8u5PI/s320/DSC_4321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103644894794938146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPLS9X89zI/AAAAAAAAACI/_H-9Loh-slE/s1600-h/DSC_4332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPLS9X89zI/AAAAAAAAACI/_H-9Loh-slE/s320/DSC_4332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103646329314015026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPLUdX893I/AAAAAAAAACo/si0f95qWHgQ/s1600-h/DSC_4370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPLUdX893I/AAAAAAAAACo/si0f95qWHgQ/s320/DSC_4370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103646355083818866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. that's all for now. mac cannot rotate photos properly so i think i'll upload on facebook. or wait till one day i get bored enough to put everything on iphoto then can rotate.&lt;br /&gt;will upload the photos of suppering soon, along with pics of kingston. now abits dark, cannot really take anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. thanks to everyone who woke early to send me off or give a call! much appreciated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3211093760952040601?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3211093760952040601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3211093760952040601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3211093760952040601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3211093760952040601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RtPJ9tX89uI/AAAAAAAAABg/eHe55mtWa2A/s72-c/DSC_4269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-70442610236008041</id><published>2007-08-25T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:41:52.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this week..</title><content type='html'>i'm getting fat. especially ever since i decided that this being my last week in singapore before i leave, i had to eat my fill of singaporean food before my year in canada. so just for fun, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;curry rice @ havelock&lt;br /&gt;curry fish head/pork knuckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;most of the stalls at nus arts canteen (yong tau foo, ba chor mee, carrot cake, fruit juice, lemon tea...you get the idea...)&lt;br /&gt;chompchomp food (hokkien mee, satay, stingray, motherhuge sugarcane juice, bbq chicken wings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice @ alexandra + the lousy avocado juice + so-so char kuay teow&lt;br /&gt;bak kut teh @ balestier&lt;br /&gt;hokkien mee @ simon lane, random snacks and dessert at the hk cafe at thomson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;depot rd claypot laksa @ alexandra + the nice avocado juice&lt;br /&gt;mutton soup @ adam rd&lt;br /&gt;katong laksa @ katong&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake @ siglap&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak @ changi village&lt;br /&gt;ba chor mee @ bedok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;duck &amp; roast meat with rice&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;essentially repeated thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coffee, kaya toast &amp; eggs&lt;br /&gt;ghim moh market! (mango milk, char kuay teow, duck rice, claypot chicken, carrot cake, chwee kuay, tau suan, ah balling)&lt;br /&gt;waffle &amp;amp; ice cream @ daily scoop&lt;br /&gt;crab bee hoon @ amk&lt;br /&gt;crystal jade @ holland v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i am fat. photos of random dslr play soon to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-70442610236008041?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/70442610236008041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=70442610236008041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/70442610236008041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/70442610236008041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-week.html' title='this week..'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3250722027841806695</id><published>2007-08-22T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:56:28.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because...</title><content type='html'>my blog is still alive. (just in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here're some photos taken with my powershot (which i still love using), before i leave for canada, and embark on the dslr route (those photos aren't up yet because i'm still trying to learn how to use it properly, and all the photos taken so far suck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEwdX89pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k6wwr819mHk/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEwdX89pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k6wwr819mHk/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101598445957609106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunset at the botanics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEw9X89qI/AAAAAAAAABA/tHuzufj8WGA/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEw9X89qI/AAAAAAAAABA/tHuzufj8WGA/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101598454547543714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sky was very blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyExNX89rI/AAAAAAAAABI/bIiN9m79gXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyExNX89rI/AAAAAAAAABI/bIiN9m79gXQ/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101598458842511026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lakeside view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEx9X89sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/5F8CkAmR8Cc/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEx9X89sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/5F8CkAmR8Cc/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101598471727412930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried to squeeze everything in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEydX89tI/AAAAAAAAABY/rtwXr0D-dPk/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEydX89tI/AAAAAAAAABY/rtwXr0D-dPk/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101598480317347538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy packing and getting ready for exchange, and also being distracted by the dslr and many late night suppers. for those interested, i'll be gone come monday morning, and off to snowy canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all my bags aren't packed&lt;br /&gt;but i'm ready to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3250722027841806695?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3250722027841806695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3250722027841806695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3250722027841806695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3250722027841806695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/because.html' title='because...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RsyEwdX89pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k6wwr819mHk/s72-c/IMG_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-1224054229957930281</id><published>2007-07-22T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:52:08.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RqRBrQGeuKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/C3xHcIgV6aM/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RqRBrQGeuKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/C3xHcIgV6aM/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090265690147829922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people sometimes ask me, why do i dive so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i love the sea, and chasing fish underwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of sunshine and sea breeze, peace and tranquility, sand and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights spent lazing by the beach, quiet strains of music in the air, silvery streaks of shooting stars flickering across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;descending to the depths, the brilliant corals and colourful marine life waiting to welcome you to their world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up from a dive to a night sky full of stars, the chill kiss of the evening breeze in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sunrises and sunsets that make each day memorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sea, with her changeable moods and temperamental currents, affected by the phases of the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good company, nights spent snacking, suppering, or just watching the world go past, talking about life or nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why we dive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-1224054229957930281?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1224054229957930281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=1224054229957930281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1224054229957930281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/1224054229957930281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/07/cest-la-vie.html' title='c&apos;est la vie'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/RqRBrQGeuKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/C3xHcIgV6aM/s72-c/IMG_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2948680492361154540</id><published>2007-07-10T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T10:05:22.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the water</title><content type='html'>so i went diving again, after way too long. and i'm still alive. yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a pinch, spent the trip just chilling in the sun and enjoying life and the water, learning to take photos all over again, and practicing skills i forgot half a lifetime ago. along with the usual temptations of DSLRs, strobes, macro lenses and magnifiers (i blame chao for this), but my photos turned out relatively fine (at least i think they did) although i still need a lot of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos on facebook cos they're easier to upload, lazy to upload at the moment. off to tioman next for dive camp 07!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2948680492361154540?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2948680492361154540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2948680492361154540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2948680492361154540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2948680492361154540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-water.html' title='back in the water'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-8199120404444100059</id><published>2007-07-02T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:39:28.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let me be troubled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is the use of words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if they don't make her seen or heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she watches dust to dust unstirred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though left behind she is too weak to grieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or blame us we who leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no hour of bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when ignorance can lead to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't let the hand of time be kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and smooth her gently from my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these are the words of a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and heads not hearts must rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hear you say but minds can be so slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to see what hearts just know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song. by silje nergaard (two sleepy people?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i wanted to put up another post, but i was lazy to upload photos from my thailand trip. so yeah. when i get less lazy. or never at all. in other news, busy with canada prep, will update properly soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-8199120404444100059?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8199120404444100059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=8199120404444100059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/8199120404444100059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/8199120404444100059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-me-be-troubled.html' title='let me be troubled'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-293752680660480050</id><published>2007-06-26T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T09:41:47.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>while you were sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i went for the much hyped half moon party on ko phangan. how was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i really liked the concept of it and how it first originated, because the night sky over there really is beautiful, as was the half moon (i wonder how the full moon would be) and considering that the location was deep in the midst of some forested road, like a secret clandestine party, i was glad we drove that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as to how the party went, i guess my friend put it well enough. get the hottest and wildest from zouk, and throw them all together, multiply by 10, and you have the ingredients for a half moon party. think zoukout, but with more sex, drugs and alcohol. (although i highly disapproved of the music, which was trance, and the fact that alcohol prices were doubled that night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there a random thought came to me, watching the dance floor that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you have all these random couples, meeting at clubs and making out with wild abandon like there was no tomorrow (yes it happened. a lot). and it's very much like life, how guys get bored or lonely, and end up chatting or picking up some random girl along the street or in a bar (or vice versa) and as the conversation picks up and becomes interesting, one or the other gets interested, and believes that this could be love, and your typical love story begins. which makes me wonder, is love reduced to two lonely hearts and a chance meeting in today's cold world, two lonely people drawn together for fear of spending their lives alone (an apt analogy fails me here), or does romantic love still exist? long walks on the beach, quiet candlelit dinners, the whole cliched lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a cynic, but i think the former's closer to the truth these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-293752680660480050?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/293752680660480050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=293752680660480050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/293752680660480050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/293752680660480050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/while-you-were-sleeping.html' title='while you were sleeping'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-294710326935064999</id><published>2007-06-24T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:49:55.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on drinking</title><content type='html'>it's sad sometimes, that the more you drink, the more sober you end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awful waste of time, money and alcohol, if you ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-294710326935064999?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/294710326935064999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=294710326935064999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/294710326935064999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/294710326935064999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-drinking.html' title='on drinking'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2761976365029640796</id><published>2007-06-21T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:52:20.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on driving</title><content type='html'>i have newfound respect for initial d. today i learnt that driving up and down mountain roads with many sharp turns at night is an adrenaline rush. and very scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2761976365029640796?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2761976365029640796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2761976365029640796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2761976365029640796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2761976365029640796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-driving.html' title='on driving'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3474360159282179879</id><published>2007-06-20T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T08:46:01.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love thailand</title><content type='html'>so here i am in the middle of my trip to thailand, in a internet cafe at night and blogging. not that i'm bored, but more like i just wanted to update everything before i forget it from too much alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for starters, i've spent every single night not sober, i've decided that i love heineken, erdinger and beer chang (although heineken and erdinger are a close fight), and i like driving around islands in jeeps, especially when the road is a mere dirt trail and we end up stuck in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bangkok was lovely, we rushed through 2 days and packed everything in, but now i'm in ko phangan (where the night life is AWESOME) and the half moon party's on friday. plus the beach is filled with caucasians galore and i feel awfully out of place. but the alcohol helps. along with the excellent food, sun, sand and sea. plus jumping off boulders into the sea helps a lot. among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update further when i get back. especially about the half moon. but honestly, in future i think i'll fly here. the 12 hr train ride and 4 hr ferry ride to this wonderful island, killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it's really funny, how i'm in a foreign land and don't speak the language, and yet i still manage to make my feelings known to the locals and converse with them. maybe more so than when we actually speak a common language. just some food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm off for more alcohol! see you when i get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3474360159282179879?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3474360159282179879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3474360159282179879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3474360159282179879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3474360159282179879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-thailand.html' title='i love thailand'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2005226723975093420</id><published>2007-06-11T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T13:00:39.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random song lyrics</title><content type='html'>lately, i seem to be listening to nat king cole a tad bit too much for my liking. but he has nice songs. like this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; An airline ticket to romantic places,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And still my heart has wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These foolish things remind me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tinkling piano in the next apartment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A fairground's painted swings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These foolish things remind me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The winds of march that made my heart a dancer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A telephone that rings a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd who's to answer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, how the ghost of you clings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These foolish things remind me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first daffodil and long excited cables,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And candle lights on little corner tables,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And still my heart has wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These foolish things remind me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The park at evening when the bell has sounded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 'ile-de-france' with all the gulls around it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beauty that is spring's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These foolish things remind me of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How strange, how sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To find you still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These things are dear to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They seem to bring you near to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silk stockings tossed aside, dance invitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, how the ghost of you clings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These foolish things remind me of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-these foolish things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2005226723975093420?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2005226723975093420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2005226723975093420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2005226723975093420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2005226723975093420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-song-lyrics.html' title='random song lyrics'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7763444614934314454</id><published>2007-06-06T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T12:16:21.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello there</title><content type='html'>just a quick note that i'm still alive. sorta. vaguely. and terribly busy with nothing at all recently, which explains the absolute lack of updates. internship has screwed up my sleeping cycle, now 4 hrs of sleep is sufficient for my clueless body, apparently. how i spend my waking hours, i've yet to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and if you have the time, do catch infamous in cinemas cos it's rather nice, you learn how a little bit of yourself dies each time you write a bestseller or put too much effort and heart into doing something, and how you can't help your heart sometimes. and sandra bullock's great as harper lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. thumb. developing. calluses. from. too. much. mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. give me a few more weeks to actually do something halfway interesting before i update properly. like jump off a cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7763444614934314454?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7763444614934314454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7763444614934314454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7763444614934314454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7763444614934314454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-there.html' title='hello there'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3489556651907473536</id><published>2007-05-14T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T12:21:10.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just pretend</title><content type='html'>so i was reading one of murakami's books again today, being utterly bored and all, and just like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;norwegian wood&lt;/span&gt;, another song in this book struck a chord with me,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pretend you're happy when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;it isn't very hard to do..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's a really nice song btw, but i kinda like the lyrics, which are somewhat true. how people sometimes hide what they feel and get hurt so that others don't, or put on a smile so their friends won't have to worry about them. pretending is what we do best, little white lies and happy smiles plastered over bleeding hearts so that nobody knows what we really feel inside, our emotional armour against the world. and when an inadvertent few eventually get behind the bastion of these shells of ours, seeing behind the masks we hold up to the world, it's often the case that in providing an opening, you leave yourself open to hurt, and it's a vicious cycle, that so often, you end up pretending and lying to those you care for the most, and it becomes easier and easier, such that you eventually hide your true self from them again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay forgive the ranting, it's late and i'm bored. but the song is really rather nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3489556651907473536?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3489556651907473536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3489556651907473536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3489556651907473536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3489556651907473536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-pretend.html' title='just pretend'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2449403305518696065</id><published>2007-05-11T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:28:26.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starry starry night</title><content type='html'>"star light, star bright&lt;br /&gt;first star i see tonight&lt;br /&gt;i wish i may, i wish i might,&lt;br /&gt;have the wish i wish tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if wishing on the first night star actually works.&lt;br /&gt;as does wishing on shooting stars.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we'll never really know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2449403305518696065?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2449403305518696065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2449403305518696065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2449403305518696065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2449403305518696065'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6166806666803592868?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6166806666803592868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6166806666803592868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6166806666803592868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6166806666803592868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-stars-are-perfectly-aligned.html' title='When the stars are perfectly aligned...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4351227049442109605</id><published>2007-05-09T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:51:36.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope springs eternal</title><content type='html'>Hope is the province of fools and dreamers, romantics and idealists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practical modern man spurns it and prefers to believe in his own skills and abilities to see him through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why, oh why, did Pandora ever have to open that box?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4351227049442109605?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4351227049442109605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4351227049442109605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4351227049442109605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4351227049442109605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/hope-springs-eternal.html' title='Hope springs eternal'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6957277351693698152</id><published>2007-05-07T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T04:03:21.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mika - any other world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In any other world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could tell the difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And let it all unfurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into broken ruminants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile like you mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And let yourself let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried to live alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But lonely is lonely, alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So human as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had to give up my defences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I smiled and tried to mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To let myself let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos it's all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take a bow, play the part of a lonely lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the world you thought you lived in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In any other world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could tell the difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Spoken]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I never ever, I forget my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My face is not sad, but sometimes, I am sad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6957277351693698152?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6957277351693698152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6957277351693698152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6957277351693698152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6957277351693698152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/mika-any-other-world.html' title='mika - any other world'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5077704051809807103</id><published>2007-05-05T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:09:40.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the simple things in life...</title><content type='html'>perhaps the holidays are getting too boring or depressing for me, but just in case you don't want anything too gloomy to spoil your own holidays, read no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that the disclaimer's done, we'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today as i was having dinner with my family (the extended one), i was just watching my cousins (the really young ones) at play, and it just struck me that it's been such a long time since i've been so young, carefree and innocent, with nary a care in the world. not caring about anything, living for the moment, with no worries in life, their sole heartbreak being denied playtime and having an early bedtime. and it was saddening, because most of that dinner was spent lamenting to my cousin, who was the same age as me, about how boring life's become and how i'm bored half the time these days. (although, i do agree that boredom is largely a figment of one's own mindset, and life's only as boring as you want it to be..) but sometimes, i just wish that life really were that simple, where relations with friends weren't so complicated and based on mutual likes and dislikes, where we could do things because we wanted to, and not having to worry about what others would care, think or feel, where we could just live for the moment and not worry about the future. but, being adults (or so we sometimes wish), that's impossible. so we stumble, we trip and fall, we get hurt, and we learn along the way. and we get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing that struck me (yeah a lot of things hit me when i'm bored), when i was musing through neil gaiman's latest book 'fragile things', was something he mentioned. that it's peculiar how the things we regard as most fragile, are usually the strongest and toughest, surprisingly. like how the fragility of an eggshell, if used correctly, can support great loads. or how a butterfly's delicate wings flapping in the right place at the right time can supposedly cause a hurricane on the other side of the world. or how the elegant strands of a spiderweb are amazingly resilient (watched spiderman recently?). and how hearts are so easily broken, but they're the toughest muscle in the body, able to sustain you for a lifetime. and perhaps, how the whimsical musings of a fool could have the strongest impact on your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5077704051809807103?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5077704051809807103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5077704051809807103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5077704051809807103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5077704051809807103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/simple-things-in-life.html' title='the simple things in life...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3185418352539648344</id><published>2007-04-18T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:17:20.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time warp</title><content type='html'>you know that you've been studying too hard when real life seems too surreal and the only reality is centered around your notes, public law, and equity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, i seem to have entered a really strange time warp, such that i will sms people at midnight, only to have them receive the message 5 hours later, and reply to it 2 hours before (go figure). and then wonder if i dreamt the whole thing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a friend of mine (let's not mention names) who i see online at 5am (i'm not studying so late btw, i'm playing games, just to make things clear) tells me it's not so late because it's only 2am, which of course makes me check all the clocks in my house to make sure i'm not hallucinating or entered some really weird time zone. just to make things clear, her clock died, and she was having too much fun mugging to pay attention to the sky getting brighter. you know how time flies when you're having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a month away from diving, and revisiting old loves. the sea beckons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3185418352539648344?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3185418352539648344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3185418352539648344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3185418352539648344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3185418352539648344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-warp.html' title='time warp'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4545231484483658061</id><published>2007-04-12T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:56:34.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice quotes</title><content type='html'>for my 100th post, i decided to put up a nice quote that i saw when browsing in borders today...&lt;br /&gt;amidst the random greeting cards with strange quotes and comments, such as beer being the greatest invention in the world next to the wheel, or we should be happy since our home is much better than a snail's shell...but i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;curious about the origins of the quote, i went to check it out, and apparently, it's a line from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when harry met sally&lt;/span&gt;. but it's a lovely quote. makes one want to check out the movie, which i'm not sure if i've watched before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to the mugging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-4545231484483658061?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4545231484483658061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=4545231484483658061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4545231484483658061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/4545231484483658061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/nice-quotes.html' title='nice quotes'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2845448826819115235</id><published>2007-04-10T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T08:04:39.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sound of music</title><content type='html'>because i'm horribly bored of studying (not that i've gotten much of it done today), and anything beats staring at my notes and readings and endless cases, i decided to explore my studying playlist today... and realised that my study music is rather eclectic, ranging from john mayer's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreaming with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt; to iron and wine's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunset soon forgotten&lt;/span&gt; to fountains of wayne's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hung up on you &lt;/span&gt;thence to aerosmith's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cryin' &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dream on. &lt;/span&gt;absolutely random, and totally pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it works. (i hope)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2845448826819115235?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2845448826819115235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2845448826819115235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2845448826819115235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2845448826819115235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/sound-of-music.html' title='the sound of music'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-8206598918023358316</id><published>2007-04-10T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T10:10:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tis the season to be...i dunno</title><content type='html'>so it's the midst of study period, 2 weeks from the first paper, 3 weeks to freedom, and a 15 month holiday, the longest before i fall back into reality... and my mind's a complete blank. not with regards to work, because my mind is already useless concerning work, but somehow staring at equity and public law seems to empty my head and the brain just shuts down. which explains the complete and absolute lack of posts. no, it's got nothing to do with my extreme laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i read on a friend's blog struck a chord with me, about living for today vs planning for the future, and it got me thinking, about how often we claim to be spontaneous and random, but always keep some part of ourselves in reserve, just in case; or how we hoard everything for a rainy day, and often think back on what ifs, and look back and wonder... i guess in the end, like life, one must strike a balance between the two, and find where you're most comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAN, i seriously need to dive soon. nitrogen withdrawal symptoms kicking in. need. sun. and. sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a lot like a chemistry experiment:&lt;br /&gt;boonkiat + seawater + sunlight =&gt; happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rhpxvi_uQ-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Q8RbcOHyqOc/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/Rhpxvi_uQ-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Q8RbcOHyqOc/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051474993711301602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a photo of a dream. and happier times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-8206598918023358316?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8206598918023358316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=8206598918023358316' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-9188631769051516047</id><published>2007-04-05T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T10:09:18.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what comes next?</title><content type='html'>In year 1 sem 1, it was many late night suppers (i stayed in hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 1 sem 2, it was late night suppers plus anime on youtube (remember naruto and other random anime?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 2 sem 1, it was supper, anime, and dungeons and dragons (jared was a bad influence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem, it appears to be &lt;a href="http://www.handdrawngames.com/DesktopTD/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeongHonteng I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-9188631769051516047?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2883526499759326688</id><published>2007-03-29T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:28:15.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and you wonder what i've been up to...</title><content type='html'>and so it comes full circle, a second year nearly past, the third ever inching closer, and us one step closer to working life. the reality slowly sinks in, when you look at ex-classmates who're mere months away from working, and already planning their graduation trip to places strange and exotic. but on the flipside, exchange beckons, canada, icewine, roadtrips, and -30 degree winters, a 3 month interlude fast approaching, with promises of warm beaches and tans, moonlit nights with a quiet band and cocktails, good company and above all, fish and diving at long long last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as all good things come to those who wait, as always the exams persist, a mere pittance against the promise of sunshine and laughter, but an annoyance nonetheless, and soon i might actually have to start studying, like maybe next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. i ran out of time, so more to follow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2883526499759326688?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2883526499759326688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2883526499759326688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2883526499759326688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2883526499759326688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-you-wonder-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='and you wonder what i&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-5729340144385172044</id><published>2007-03-29T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:03:20.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my tutor he say...</title><content type='html'>"sorry to disillusion you all, but being a lawyer is a lot like high class prostitution, you do whatever the client wants you to..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5729340144385172044?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5729340144385172044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5729340144385172044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5729340144385172044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5729340144385172044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-tutor-he-say.html' title='my tutor he say...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-3014880131057824869</id><published>2007-03-25T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T02:06:45.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i'm bored on a lazy sunday afternoon...</title><content type='html'>If I had a day that I could give you&lt;br /&gt;I'd give to you a day just like today&lt;br /&gt;If I had a song that I could sing for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd sing a song to make you feel this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine on the water looks so lovely&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine almost always makes me high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a tale that I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell a tale sure to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;If I had a wish that I could wish for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd make a wish for sunshine all the while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Denver - Sunshine on my Shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i soooo need a day at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-3014880131057824869?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3014880131057824869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=3014880131057824869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3014880131057824869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/3014880131057824869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-im-bored-on-lazy-sunday.html' title='because i&apos;m bored on a lazy sunday afternoon...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-4572174557733133161</id><published>2007-03-13T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:42:14.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of sunshine and laughter</title><content type='html'>i dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a house by the beach, a resort or a villa, even a simple hut of wood, where i can look out onto the clear blue waters of the ocean, the sunlight reflecting off the pristine white shores. where life is simple and carefree, nary a thought or responsibility in the world beyond the moment, with no work or worry looming over your head, just the sunlight basking down and the sea breeze teasing with the mildest hint of salt on your lips. where the waves wash away all your troubles and the days are spent wandering the shores picking seashells and sailing and diving, or merely idling and dozing in the shade, and the nights spent in quiet conversation, with the strains of a jazz band in the background. where each night is spent watching for shooting stars and awaiting the sunrise, and each day wanes in anticipation of the sunset, with each sunrise and sunset possessed of its own brilliant glory, distinct and apart from each other, yet somehow, all similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. yeah. i've been too long gone from the beach and the sea. i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7479545449187625649</id><published>2007-03-08T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T03:15:04.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a speck of stardust...</title><content type='html'>"because every lover is in his heart a madman, and in his head a minstrel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Neil Gaiman, Stardust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7479545449187625649?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7479545449187625649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=7479545449187625649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7479545449187625649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/7479545449187625649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/speck-of-stardust.html' title='a speck of stardust...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-2770272863767820213</id><published>2007-03-01T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:01:58.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza for takeout</title><content type='html'>we were lazy to eat out today, so we ordered pizza for dinner, since jared had to study and joel was fat and ugly. then, being the nice boys we are, we asked al who was in tutorial if she wanted any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pizza hut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or canadian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;canadian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but we are all arguing who to call  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want hawaiian can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or the prosperity pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and if possible, make it cheap too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TOO BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ORDERED ALREADY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DONT WANT DONT EAT LOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what you order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND SEAFOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what what what what you order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PICK ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEAT LAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wenjie. flip a coin for luck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE NON VEGETARIAN KIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sometimes, i'm amazed we're still friends.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-2770272863767820213?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2770272863767820213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=2770272863767820213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2770272863767820213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/2770272863767820213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/pizza-for-takeout.html' title='pizza for takeout'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-7684454222663678946</id><published>2007-02-25T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:38:43.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know...</title><content type='html'>law school is getting to you when you're able to write out 3400 words in a single day, and all of it is absolute rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-7684454222663678946?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7684454222663678946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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21sts</title><content type='html'>so yesterday was cheryl's 21st birthday, or rather, her celebration, since the actual day's some time away. and since i'm bored sick of doing public law, i decide to blog instead, and i'll just cut the words (since i've been typing wayyyy too much already on my assignment) and go to the photos. the food was good though! and yeah, in case you were wondering at the photos, it was indian-themed. kinda. for the girls, at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/ReALrHqt-5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cMfWbnpC_f8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/ReALrHqt-5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cMfWbnpC_f8/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035037218820717458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/ReALrXqt-6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2-DXTgKG7T8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/ReALrXqt-6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2-DXTgKG7T8/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035037223115684770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: i was lazy to upload too many, so all i have are collages&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. if you want the actual photos, come look for me. if you can find me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5068016779157046041?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zT6ETJ2IK8/ReALrHqt-5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cMfWbnpC_f8/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-9090304321227363538</id><published>2007-02-16T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:57:43.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i learnt...</title><content type='html'>that it takes 25 minutes to walk from gleneagles to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-9090304321227363538?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/9090304321227363538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=9090304321227363538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/9090304321227363538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/9090304321227363538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-i-learnt.html' title='today i learnt...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-6226697837104932786</id><published>2007-02-15T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T08:31:50.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random musings</title><content type='html'>today, i learnt that a 1.5l bottle of mountain dew is a rare commodity in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;hardly any petrol station or cheers or 7-11 stocks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and happy valentine's to you all. even though it's technically over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-6226697837104932786?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6226697837104932786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=6226697837104932786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6226697837104932786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/6226697837104932786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lost a few levels in my smoking ability, cos he most definitely wasn't impressed by my equivocating. in fact, he just kept shooting questions at me, till i gave up and just told him i was stupid. which led to a long lecture on how we should all be hardworking and do our readings. sigh. but at least i've started on my public law assignment, which will probably take up my new year and mid-sem break...(by started, i mean i've actually read the question...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with regards to exchange, it appears i'll be soloing queens in kingston, ontario, canada, which is supposedly a nice quiet university town, full of young students and old retirees. something like that. at least there'll be nice scenery. which leads me to apologise for the absolute dearth of photos these days...i've misplaced my camera, and i keep forgetting it. but i promise to start again soon. once the mood returns. in the meantime, i'm working on a list of things i wanna do on exchange...more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for work. i'm getting bored of waitering. i mean, used to be i was curious about waitering. then it moved on to trying to learn the wines for recommendation. now i just lie. blatantly. oh, and i've forgotten all the cocktail mixes i've ever learnt as well. lack of practice. unless someone has a couple of mixes that they're willing to let me experiment on? been working less and less, and leaving earlier and earlier. and talking more rubbish with the customers, now that i've decided to be less efficient and do more people watching. it's amazing, the amount of people that make out at a restaurant, thinking that their brightly lit seats are totally inconspicuous and that half a glass of wine makes for a plausible excuse of an aphrodisiac. at least some customers are capable of intelligent conversation, if not outright witty remarks. but hey, there's exchange to look forward to, at any rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of halfway entertaining sights, sometime soon! apologies for the inertia and pure laziness. i blame the newly returned laptop with no photos and music. but let's not get started on that again shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-5870875547192785012?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5870875547192785012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=5870875547192785012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5870875547192785012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/5870875547192785012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/yet-another-sporadic-update.html' title='yet another sporadic update'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116980809111323380</id><published>2007-01-27T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T10:58:01.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and life endures, somehow.</title><content type='html'>sorry for the utter lack of updates this past month, but my laptop died. still is rather dead. not the best of excuses, but well. (note to the wise, always back up your important data, such as music and photos, for you never know when you might lose it.) so there goes 2 years of my life, all faded into naught, unless the person fixing my laptop happens to be a miracle worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on an aside, it's amazing how i've survived the past 3 weeks of school without a laptop, no MSN in class, no muggers to speak of, no tutorials and readings done (the last was just an excuse, but a really convenient one eh?) if you think that means i've been taking notes and paying attention in class, you obviously don't know me very well.&lt;br /&gt;so somehow, i've survived. amidst much angst (although this word is getting a tad overused these days...), i'm still here, bored as hell (as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick update on life...exchange results aren't out yet. the school administration is not very on the efficient side. but hey, whatever will be, will be i guess. worst case i'll just spend the money for exchange on a new laptop. or on diving. which will be soon. mahjong luck's been rather on a low, which makes me hope the new year (chinese) will change the luck. lack of a laptop means i've been listening to the same 2 emo chinese songs for the past 3 weeks, which is damn sad and i'm surprised i'm still halfway sane. or maybe not. and my photos are all gone, with my crashed hdd. the heart breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's funny. that when you're finally ready to take that plunge, you find yourself in somewhat of a pinch and everything just falls apart. but life goes on. i angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay you can ignore the last line. i'll be normal again once my laptop is. i blame the bad music and lack of msn these days. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116980809111323380?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116980809111323380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116980809111323380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116980809111323380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116980809111323380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-life-endures-somehow.html' title='and life endures, somehow.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116646159739168600</id><published>2006-12-19T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:06:37.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>raindrops keep falling on my head...</title><content type='html'>the relentless rain is starting to make me melancholic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need sunshine and a tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116646159739168600?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116646159739168600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116646159739168600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116646159739168600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116646159739168600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html' title='raindrops keep falling on my head...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116637129024823199</id><published>2006-12-18T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:04:21.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from bangkok</title><content type='html'>lazy to post, so i'll let the photos do the talking. but 'twas much fun, especially the nights spent at different bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/873942/Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/390942/Image00001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spent at the airport and reached BKK late thanks to AirAsia&lt;br /&gt;Took a ride on the ferris wheel, had a nice dinner with decent background music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/752346/Image00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/454827/Image00003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like the damnnice car. spent the day at chatuchak and then at siam paragon. somboondee seafood, although having a nice name, is a tad overpriced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/6949/Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/882415/Image00002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this deserves a collage of its own. skybar/sirocco at state tower.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of standing at the top of the stairs leading to the bar is indescribable&lt;br /&gt;coupled with the fact that you're not allowed photographs at that area (so all you have are memories). and to get the best lighting, you can't use the flash on the camera, which makes for blurry photos. but all in all, i think the photos worked out well. the drinks are decently priced (about S$15 per cocktail?) and the staff are really friendly. plus it's pretty chillax...we were there on saturday night, and still found standing room (btw there're no seats, unless you're planning on dinner there, in which case, mains are about S$50+). but if you're ever in bangkok, trust me, you'll want to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/394300/Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/485497/Image00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day spent wandering chatuchak, night spent at bedsupperclub thanks to brad tiong's reservation. twas gaynight, but the decor was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/612463/Image00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/153979/Image00005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;browsed the streets of bangkok, i love baiyoke tower (see johnny walker?)&lt;br /&gt;and the night spent at moonbar@vertigo, which is really pretty chill, if you haven't been to skybar before...twee got a cake for his birthday after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/91967/Image00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/665893/Image00006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE THIS PHOTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/706234/Image00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/170244/Image00007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revisiting Sirocco and skybar. The service there is excellent, we stayed way past closing time cos we couldn't bear to leave, and the staff were really awfully nice about it. I'll miss this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/340523/Image00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/468706/Image00008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time to leave, but not before paying a visit to cabbages and condoms, where they give you a complimentary gift when you pay the bill. (guess what)&lt;br /&gt;wistfully watching cars go by as the sun sets (let's waste time, chasing cars...)&lt;br /&gt;and the spoiler that spoilt the view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeaps. all things said and done, i think it was a good choice to spend 6 days there. even though airasia nearly spoilt the holiday (they spoilt the start, but we managed to get over it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks to the star photographers who took such lovely photos on the trip! (although i'm still slightly in shock at the fact that i have about 1000 photos to sort through...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116637129024823199?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116637129024823199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116637129024823199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116637129024823199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116637129024823199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-bangkok.html' title='back from bangkok'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116489350400008327</id><published>2006-11-30T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:37:50.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quick photoupdate...</title><content type='html'>post property, celebrating lavan's birthday at sushi tei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/102292/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/135352/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random shots of food and can i say the cake just rocks.&lt;br /&gt;newfound love. chocolate truffle cake from cedele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/668473/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/317926/IMG_0033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the whole bunch of us (plus keithyong the very nice photographer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was post clt last saturday, dinner at sun and moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/641787/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/475513/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they were nice enough to give us a private room!&lt;br /&gt;cos they ran out of space. good thing too, with the noise we made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and the food. oh the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/604737/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/727521/collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;avocado softshell roll, tenderloin cuts, squid fried in butter&lt;br /&gt;kamameshi, the rest of the food, salmon belly grilled in salt&lt;br /&gt;dobinmushi (soup in teapot), prawn &amp; scallops, pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and later at cityspace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/250762/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/967806/collage2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i've been having fun when i'm supposed to be mugging hard. so sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116489350400008327?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116489350400008327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116489350400008327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116489350400008327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116489350400008327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/quick-photoupdate.html' title='a quick photoupdate...'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116443557599806243</id><published>2006-11-25T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:22:34.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the zen of clt.</title><content type='html'>clt is over. and i have learnt 5 important facts from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) hedgehogs are not foxes, although they could be foxes if they wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the-ox-that-is-not-an-ox has a really huge shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) antelopes run in twos for a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) apples and oranges cannot be compared, even though you have to compare them in order to know their incommensurability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) the point in time when Rembrandt got old is the same point in time a pile of sand ceased to be a pile any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING STUFF, legal tradition is. to aid in the quest for more knowledge, i took a walk through the gardens yesterday to meditate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/472275/Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/626231/Image00001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the calm after the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/590257/Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/39379/Image00002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bet you never knew there was a lake here right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/718944/Image00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/333379/Image00003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swans, they are photowhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/506031/Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/305530/Image00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they swim towards photographers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/140228/Image00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/271351/Image00005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and pose shamelessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/363255/Image00007.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/590127/Image00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/19683/Image00006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the photographer apologises for the blurry shot due to shaky hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/635114/Image00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/342567/Image00007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but this makes up for it i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 2 to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116443557599806243?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116443557599806243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116443557599806243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116443557599806243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116443557599806243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/zen-of-clt.html' title='the zen of clt.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116436039652561449</id><published>2006-11-24T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:26:36.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ricciotti</title><content type='html'>sister's birthday yesterday, lunched at ricciotti, which is this nice italian cafe at riverwalk. okay, so the food's not that great, but i love the desserts there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/369154/Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/799675/Image00001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the preview...and what caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/490960/Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/615925/Image00002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salad with prawns and squid and lemonjuice&lt;br /&gt;(cos my sister is healthy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/781175/Image00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/279477/Image00005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some kinda starters. think chicken tenders ala kfc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/756241/Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/308316/Image00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is linguine with tiger prawns.&lt;br /&gt;see the tiger prawns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/788270/Image00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/403001/Image00003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the lamb shank was nice, save for the broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and we moved on, to the main course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/139442/Image00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/910631/Image00007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ricciotti aka cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;abit too dry for my liking, and not cheesy enough. but pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/222480/Image00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/593419/Image00006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cassata siciliana aka cheese and marzipan&lt;br /&gt;aka something pretty tasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/577974/Image00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/754508/Image00009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannoli which is some cream cheese and nuts wrapped in biscuit&lt;br /&gt;also nubbad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/752862/Image00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/856620/Image00008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all three together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/848134/Image00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/793784/Image00010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and all three gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/1600/34727/Image00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/87/1128/320/48295/Image00011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd the obligatory family photo. i like the reflection though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, i learnt that clt can be quite fun, if you're comfortable with a C, and you really enjoy all the interesting informative quotes to be found in glenn. but more on that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116436039652561449?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116436039652561449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116436039652561449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116436039652561449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116436039652561449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/ricciotti.html' title='ricciotti'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116427545030178458</id><published>2006-11-23T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:50:50.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>switching feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is your life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and today is all you’ve got now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is your life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you who you want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this is your life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is it everything you dreamed that it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the world was younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you had everything to lose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-switchfoot&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116427545030178458?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116427545030178458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116427545030178458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116427545030178458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116427545030178458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/switching-feet.html' title='switching feet'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116423153288842824</id><published>2006-11-23T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:38:52.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange but true</title><content type='html'>tis strange, that throughout the entirety of this sem, most blogs have remained dead and barren, devoid of words and pictures, and yet suddenly, at the time when we're supposed to be flooded with studying and overloaded with work, rushing to cram our heads full of law and traditions, we somehow find the most time to keep blogging and updating. ideas that we've always wanted to pen down come in, events happen that are just too good to leave unblogged, and everyone has good reading fodder to tide us through the dark times ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot like how we suddenly discover a lot of interesting shows and animes on youtube and channelbreak and peekvid right before the exams huh. maybe the world just gets more exciting closer to exams. or maybe it's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116423153288842824?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116423153288842824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116423153288842824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116423153288842824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116423153288842824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/strange-but-true.html' title='strange but true'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116410358980272827</id><published>2006-11-21T17:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T02:06:29.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because anything beats studying.</title><content type='html'>and so it is, that time of year, when you take the brain out of cold storage and dust off the cobwebs, and...spend your days watching anime and lameass flash movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random musings from clt readings. hopefully this helps in the mugging frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;(warning. brain is bored. hence. very lame. and random. do not comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- legal traditions like the chthonic teach you how to live a life. the fray teaches you how to save one.&lt;br /&gt;- karma is what we do in life, good karma gives you mahjong winnings and helps avoid speed traps, bad karma, well, you don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;- time is an envelope, not a race or a river, so why is everyone rushing to mug?&lt;br /&gt;- again on time, if it's an envelope, can it be posted and giftwrapped for christmas? cos i need a bit more of it.&lt;br /&gt;- i like the chthonic tradition, it interweaves law and life and tradition and society and religion and time into one big mess. no definition, it just is. very zen.&lt;br /&gt;- also very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;- but if we all subscribe to that school of thought, and be one with nature, the trees and the animals and the whole big envelope of time and all, then there's no need for us to take clt anymore, cos we'll all be happy and zenny. without understanding why or how. sounds abit stoned to me. but hey, if it works, why complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate note, and because i'm lazy to repost on the same day, i learnt today that law students on a whole are addicted to caffeine. how else to explain the strange phenomenon i saw today, that mysterious trail of coffee droplets that extended a short while and inexplicably vanished? it must have been one of those zombie-like figures, short on sleep from overnight mugging, who ambled in a daze with a cup full of coffee powder to the hot water dispenser, then, as he wandered off, his hands trembling from withdrawal and spilling droplets of the precious liquid, he took a sip, instantly revived, and his hands steadied. no other reason makes sense. oh and btw. the cleaning staff are really efficient. cos the elusive trail vanished with nary a trace by the time i went to the canteen and back. or maybe, it's another mystery waiting to be solved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. ok sorry veryveryvery bored so bear with me until more photos and holidays beckon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14150722-116410358980272827?l=wild-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116410358980272827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14150722&amp;postID=116410358980272827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116410358980272827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14150722/posts/default/116410358980272827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wild-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/because-anything-beats-studying_21.html' title='because anything beats studying.'/><author><name>wen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11083182865985437717</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14150722.post-116362435892414490</id><published>2006-11-16T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:02:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>driving home at 4am, familiar roads shrouded with mist, the light of the streetlamps filtering through, lending it an ethereal, dreamlike quality. top it off with a sliver of crescent silver hanging in the starless night sky, and the strains of deathcab fill the car to match the mood. the road seems endless, cruising along, the world at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passenger Seat - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I roll the window down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then begin to breathe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The darkest country road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the strong scent of evergreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the passenger seat as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are driving me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then looking upwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I strain my eyes and try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the passenger seat as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are driving me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do they collide?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ask and you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With my feet on the dash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you need directions then i'll be the guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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