<?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-33193976</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:10:12.178+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my own life..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-2982453678531777466</id><published>2007-05-02T07:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:53:58.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>when i saw that my last post was on the 7th of April i have to say i was pleasantly surprised. It had only been 3 wks! I almost felt like eternity since i last came to this window and actually do something to it. The last 3 wks were spent waking up, studying, sleeping and waking up studying sleeping. thOugh my exams are still rather far off, i prefer to do consistent work as compared to cramming all stuff in at one shot. I am also busy with building this radio receiver which is so cool, it is nothing compared to an iPod of course but still at least it picks up a channel. half an hour later i will be leaving to study in school, i will blog again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-2982453678531777466?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/2982453678531777466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=2982453678531777466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/2982453678531777466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/2982453678531777466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-4597613649063119483</id><published>2007-04-07T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:07:12.502+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgV_Z83N_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/MTv8lFw5epE/s1600-h/spain+645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgV_Z83N_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/MTv8lFw5epE/s400/spain+645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050811161138116594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paella meal before going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVnZ83N-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xF5X5OZTKDE/s1600-h/spain+620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVnZ83N-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xF5X5OZTKDE/s400/spain+620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050810748821256162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valencia beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVRZ83N9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hpHMKqahCNA/s1600-h/spain+511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVRZ83N9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hpHMKqahCNA/s400/spain+511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050810370864134098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metador and bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVB583N8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/m5yvvk3qAm4/s1600-h/spain+509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgVB583N8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/m5yvvk3qAm4/s400/spain+509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050810104576161730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ventas bullring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgUo583N7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zIV3Fy9NquE/s1600-h/spain+427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgUo583N7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zIV3Fy9NquE/s400/spain+427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050809675079432114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madrid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgULZ83N6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/rce7_kEiccU/s1600-h/spain+406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgULZ83N6I/AAAAAAAAAHI/rce7_kEiccU/s400/spain+406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050809168273291170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relaxing at barcelona's beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgT1583N5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZawrBYuxWwA/s1600-h/spain+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgT1583N5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZawrBYuxWwA/s400/spain+293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050808798906103698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At barcelona stadium camp nou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgTa583N4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/FdZED7a5peg/s1600-h/spain+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgTa583N4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/FdZED7a5peg/s400/spain+261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050808335049635714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park guell, the famous lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgTBp83N3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0MW0WWvSXvU/s1600-h/spain+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgTBp83N3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/0MW0WWvSXvU/s400/spain+227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050807901257938802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sagrada familia, church of the holy family, a must see in barcelona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSsJ83N2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/kJ-qLMs2MWs/s1600-h/spain+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSsJ83N2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/kJ-qLMs2MWs/s400/spain+143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050807531890751330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place we went but nv go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSXp83N1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/23WnvV73AUE/s1600-h/spain+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSXp83N1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/23WnvV73AUE/s400/spain+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050807179703433042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspiring matador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSHZ83N0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jJkVlcbonDo/s1600-h/spain+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgSHZ83N0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jJkVlcbonDo/s400/spain+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050806900530558786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mussels yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgRvJ83NzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZoLZwLZ3XiU/s1600-h/spain+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgRvJ83NzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZoLZwLZ3XiU/s400/spain+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050806483918731058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking water at the cathedreal in barcelona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-4597613649063119483?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4597613649063119483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=4597613649063119483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4597613649063119483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4597613649063119483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/04/spain-photos.html' title='Spain Photos'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RhgV_Z83N_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/MTv8lFw5epE/s72-c/spain+645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-8601163942915500309</id><published>2007-04-07T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:45:32.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spain trip</title><content type='html'>Finally back from my spain trip.. sunshine, sea, sand, good food, beautiful buildings, friendly people are all that i found when i was down there. The laid back lifestyle, the late dinners, the relaxed culture deeply attracted me.. Also not forgetting to mention my wonderful travelling buddies william jianyuan and sengchoon, it was great fun and my bridge standard improved exponentially throughout this trip when these 3 great players come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was barcelona in which we stayed for 4days.. we got really lucky down there when we got an apartment to stay in.. it was so comfortable that we left house at 12 plus everyday and come back early at night to rest. loads of relaxation in barcelona and we went off for madrid on a 4th day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is madrid, it was quite a chui hostel in which we had to share a room wif 2 other people, however there was free breakfast and free internet so it is still pretty convenient. FOod in madrid was fantastic!! we ate loads of tapas for dinner everyday and had mussels and calamari every night.. simply fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to valencia next, spent the one day down there at the beach.. chilling out and eating a final meal of paella.. there was rabbit meat inside..nice.. damn nice.. love this trip man.. feeling the lingering feeling of the trip.. oh well back to reality and to glasglow next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-8601163942915500309?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8601163942915500309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=8601163942915500309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/8601163942915500309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/8601163942915500309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/04/spain-trip.html' title='Spain trip'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-6706976926742085674</id><published>2007-03-25T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:22:32.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>end of term</title><content type='html'>another end of term.. hectic radio design, wayang computer programming, tonnes of tutorial now go backstage for this short period of rest time i reward myself. As i don't think about work.. i begin to catch up with life and think about issues that have long been shelved and shoved aside by formulas and equations. I checked out sharon's blog.. checked out huihuang's blog.. i feel so left out of all my good friend's life.. not saying that i want to be a major part of it in the first place.. it's just having to get updated by reading blogs and them not knowing that i even know it is .. distant.. at least i am pretty close to miran's life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices.. when one makes a choice.. people either gain from it.. or just become victims.. the more choices u have to make... the more burden u have to carry on ur back.. its not that i don't consider people's positions when i decide on something, it is just a process of me trying to satisfy people but at the same time not disadvantaging myself.. so... lesson is decide and stick to it! no mr nice guy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wkend was superbly fantastic! friday started with a EEE potluck at evelyn gardens, it was a fun night with loads of good food and drinks.. followed by a few rounds of poker and later clubbing.. went to this place called thai square which had free entry for ladies and blardie 10 pounds for guys. damn sian, but at least the music was pretty good and the crowd not bad.. well, one thing is for sure, if i were to go clubbin again, make sure 1) the people u go with.. won't leave u feeling awkward hanging around them in the end 2) drink enough, the drinks inside thai sq are like water. ok that's the two main considerations, the rest is damn fun. hahaha. saturday was a visit to camden market and then poker at evelyn gardens again, not forgetting to mention foosball in which i think i am getting the hang of. wooT! damn fun must do that again sometime.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up.. SPAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-6706976926742085674?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6706976926742085674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=6706976926742085674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6706976926742085674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6706976926742085674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-of-term.html' title='end of term'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-4773568542372135250</id><published>2007-03-25T15:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:08:19.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my donut life</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAEAEA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Sprinkled Donut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/sprinkled-donut.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flamboyant and flashy, you're easily distracted by shiny things.&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely a snazzy number, and you usually catch everyone's eye in the room.&lt;br /&gt;And you've got the goods to back it up your colorful image.&lt;br /&gt;(Though too much of you gives people a stomach ache!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/"&gt;What Donut Are You?&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/33193976-4773568542372135250?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4773568542372135250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=4773568542372135250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4773568542372135250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4773568542372135250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-donut-life.html' title='my donut life'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-7687844629399587211</id><published>2007-03-20T08:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:57:57.817Z</updated><title type='text'>24@SG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHUgMacaTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QOcQNBYFb6M/s1600-h/24%40SG+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHUgMacaTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QOcQNBYFb6M/s400/24%40SG+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044546707184707890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I served lo han choi that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTGsacaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ydZW8L9d5hM/s1600-h/24%40SG+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTGsacaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ydZW8L9d5hM/s400/24%40SG+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044545169586415858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHPOsacaNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-J7qb6PjsKk/s1600-h/24%40SG+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHPOsacaNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/-J7qb6PjsKk/s400/24%40SG+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044540908978858194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our shifus and us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHPX8acaOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zHkLKSvSNUk/s1600-h/24%40SG+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHPX8acaOI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zHkLKSvSNUk/s400/24%40SG+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044541067892648162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dsta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTfMacaQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lycKObIukVE/s1600-h/24%40SG+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTfMacaQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lycKObIukVE/s400/24%40SG+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044545590493210882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;modern dancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTtsacaRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7-YtgfHLQLo/s1600-h/CIMG1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHTtsacaRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/7-YtgfHLQLo/s400/CIMG1217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044545839601314066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHT4cacaSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g7WImxfXaoc/s1600-h/24%40SG+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHT4cacaSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g7WImxfXaoc/s400/24%40SG+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044546024284907810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual the crazy EEE guys ( check out me and wig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful night for all performers and audiences alike, it was filled with laughters and 'awws' and 'oohs' for the dancers and singers. Applause filled the mdh like it never did before. YEAH! 24@SG was a success, all the uncertainties, the uneasiness everyone had before the play dissolved when it started. Except for a few technical glitches, everyone who performed gave a perfect performance of what was expected of them. It was a fantastic night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dance was modern dance, my partner was sanmay, haha she looks ravishing that night, as the case with all the girls that night. Everyone looked fantastic. The dance went very well i think and we received good comments offstage. The euphoria after the performance was shown on everyone's faces, however there was no celebration due to it being a sunday and everyone having early lessons the next day. I hope there is a post celebration though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once this major event is over, it is back to work again. Radio design document and lab orals.. once these stuff is over.. i am FREE! yoohoo spain beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of that night and rehearsals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-7687844629399587211?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7687844629399587211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7687844629399587211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/24sg_20.html' title='24@SG'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RgHUgMacaTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QOcQNBYFb6M/s72-c/24%40SG+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-7374214264426514473</id><published>2007-03-15T22:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:04:21.548Z</updated><title type='text'>IG Nobel Prize</title><content type='html'>Super short day in school, only 2 lectures and the day is over, stayed in school and finished up my computing project and a few questions on analogue electronics tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening was a short presentation of the IG Nobel Prize which was quite a bit of fun. IG Nobel Prizes are given to scientists who came up with interesting research papers that generally raises laughs first then sets people thinking about the implications of research. I have to say some of them i cannot see beyond my imagination its far reaching effects. For example, there was this guy who published a paper on why woodpeckers won't have headaches although they knock their head against wood at a rate of 30 times per second.. it even analyse how some medieval helmets can mimick the shape of the woodpecker's head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting invention goes to this guy who came up with a 'MOSQUITO' device that emitts a high frequency noise that only young people can hear. It works on the principal that the noise is at the upper band of the youngsters hearing range. As a person ages their hearing range decreases and therefore they can't hear. In the great hall itself when the device was playing, i personally can't hear it but it is amazing that people around me are raising their hands and detecting something that i can't. There is also a mosquito ringtone that arose in which only youngsters can hear and not older people.. so in a way youngpeople can all play that ringtone in front of their teachers in class.  There was also a guy who publised a paper that concluded that a type of duck is homosexual necrophilic coz he saw two male ducks outside his house one day. One of the ducks flew and crashed into his house window and laid down there dead, the other male duck seized the chance and start to rape the dead duck. He was able to catch the whole process becoz the whole raping process lasted for 75 mins! hahaha ducks are good man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Link&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ws99HFtvrAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very fun evening listening to intellectuals doing stuff like this and i do feel very light hearted after it.. oh well a good way to get me into holiday mood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-7374214264426514473?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7374214264426514473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=7374214264426514473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7374214264426514473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7374214264426514473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/ig-nobel-prize.html' title='IG Nobel Prize'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-1368592607443581711</id><published>2007-03-07T00:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:25:48.167Z</updated><title type='text'>WICKED the musical</title><content type='html'>How else to reward oneself after a long monday and tuesday than to watch a good musical? Wicked is definitely worth every penny that i paid for. Singing is good, plot is refreshing and inspiring, props are superb and all together they gave me a jolly good time. I love the fact that the story was created in a way that gave a behind the scene outlook for the story of The Wizard Of Oz. Elphaba and Glinda were superb actors and the cast gave the whole play a grand outlook. Music score was good and left me wanting to shout encore. hahaa i think although this is not the best i watched, but i kinda feel like saying more abt this musical. A good musical definitely makes one night a good night. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4F0yETZrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6U854rp3mJY/s1600-h/IMG_33071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4F0yETZrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6U854rp3mJY/s400/IMG_33071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038971437425321650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FvSETZqI/AAAAAAAAADw/qvCu2BdnpVQ/s1600-h/IMG_33051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FvSETZqI/AAAAAAAAADw/qvCu2BdnpVQ/s400/IMG_33051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038971342936041122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FqyETZpI/AAAAAAAAADo/yxcVdLXgFcM/s1600-h/IMG_3297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FqyETZpI/AAAAAAAAADo/yxcVdLXgFcM/s400/IMG_3297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038971265626629778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FjSETZoI/AAAAAAAAADg/eysul8foT8s/s1600-h/IMG_33081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4FjSETZoI/AAAAAAAAADg/eysul8foT8s/s400/IMG_33081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038971136777610882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-1368592607443581711?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/1368592607443581711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=1368592607443581711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/1368592607443581711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/1368592607443581711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/wicked-musical.html' title='WICKED the musical'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4F0yETZrI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6U854rp3mJY/s72-c/IMG_33071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-6225773054596607185</id><published>2007-03-07T00:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:14:28.497Z</updated><title type='text'>VINE day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4D2CETZnI/AAAAAAAAADY/BYyquZ_5Az4/s1600-h/IMG_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4D2CETZnI/AAAAAAAAADY/BYyquZ_5Az4/s400/IMG_2446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038969259876902514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DuCETZmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1bl6p_wYG8w/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DuCETZmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1bl6p_wYG8w/s400/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038969122437949026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DjiETZlI/AAAAAAAAADI/7_VdbP7Sla8/s1600-h/IMG_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DjiETZlI/AAAAAAAAADI/7_VdbP7Sla8/s400/IMG_2443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038968942049322578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DbCETZkI/AAAAAAAAADA/uUsW1Lb1RKM/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4DbCETZkI/AAAAAAAAADA/uUsW1Lb1RKM/s400/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038968796020434498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nostalgic day spent in good company, what happened was that VINE is a committee known as Victorians In Europe and they organised a gathering for victorians on sunday. We gathered in the old refectory in UCL and had a good lunch together while watching some videos which vjc made throughout last yr. It was good fun seeing all ur teachers getting punk'd, shooting lame videos in which tan yew hui kicked an asteroid and students trying to sell MCs to teachers (victim being BEN TAY who was relief teaching at that time). It was real good seeing old friends of the same year back there, although i have no idea who the girls are coz they are two years younger, wouldn't hurt to know more girls eh? haha after that the DSTA ppl plus tingjun and wesley went to william's hall and sat down to have a good chat over a few cans of beer and packets of chips. had a fun day in general. hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-6225773054596607185?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6225773054596607185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=6225773054596607185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6225773054596607185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6225773054596607185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/03/vine-day.html' title='VINE day'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Re4D2CETZnI/AAAAAAAAADY/BYyquZ_5Az4/s72-c/IMG_2446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-522407957293076656</id><published>2007-02-23T09:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:15:21.240Z</updated><title type='text'>some cool stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782117917470&amp;site=widget-1e.slide.com" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=24&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=ms&amp;th=20&amp;id=216172782117917470&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p1/216172782117917470/ms_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=24&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=ms&amp;th=20&amp;id=216172782117917470&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1e.slide.com/p2/216172782117917470/ms_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&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/33193976-522407957293076656?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/522407957293076656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=522407957293076656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/522407957293076656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/522407957293076656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-cool-stuff.html' title='some cool stuff'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-4870052901651737263</id><published>2007-02-22T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:38:02.594Z</updated><title type='text'>A day in the lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Rd3-u7xjjKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHJEWg3L9wQ/s1600-h/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034460040743062690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Rd3-u7xjjKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHJEWg3L9wQ/s400/IMG_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The electronic breadboard!, i spent loads of hours connecting the individual components and.. it was pretty hard work! considering me being beary eyed at 9am on wed and having double vision after a long day on monday afternoon. anyway i am quite proud of it! it is finally completed . will upload the completed circuit soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-4870052901651737263?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/4870052901651737263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=4870052901651737263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4870052901651737263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/4870052901651737263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-in-lab.html' title='A day in the lab'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/Rd3-u7xjjKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHJEWg3L9wQ/s72-c/IMG_2441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-7937554188975461592</id><published>2007-02-17T23:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:18:52.946Z</updated><title type='text'>LXG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdeWmLxjjJI/AAAAAAAAACo/j4sq-KmHmsI/s1600-h/LXG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdeWmLxjjJI/AAAAAAAAACo/j4sq-KmHmsI/s400/LXG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032656691349654674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;floorball was incredible, it was so fun playing with this gang of guys. We are called LXG! lou xia gous, a chinese translation of underdogs and underdogs we were. i guess we weren't really expected to do quite well but in the end i guess we proved everyone wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-7937554188975461592?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/7937554188975461592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=7937554188975461592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7937554188975461592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/7937554188975461592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/lxg.html' title='LXG'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdeWmLxjjJI/AAAAAAAAACo/j4sq-KmHmsI/s72-c/LXG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-738885783403883854</id><published>2007-02-17T09:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:50:44.084Z</updated><title type='text'>tang yuan night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbNf7xjjII/AAAAAAAAACM/G0kaCfX2PSw/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbNf7xjjII/AAAAAAAAACM/G0kaCfX2PSw/s400/IMG_2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032435582138289282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ready made prepacked tang yuans&lt;br /&gt;steaming hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbNFLxjjGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iLODKWjZBEE/s1600-h/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbNFLxjjGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iLODKWjZBEE/s400/IMG_2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032435122576788578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;plain tang yuan on the left, nutella tang yuan on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbMsrxjjFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dKkjpCJuaHw/s1600-h/DSTA001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbMsrxjjFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dKkjpCJuaHw/s400/DSTA001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032434701669993554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is after some beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbMXLxjjEI/AAAAAAAAABs/p6xtiREmhZc/s1600-h/DSTA005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbMXLxjjEI/AAAAAAAAABs/p6xtiREmhZc/s400/DSTA005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032434332302806082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of beers and loads of tang yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the night started off pretty well i thInk, from the night before when i spent 2 hrs trying to knead dough and rolling it into recognisable tang yuans till the following day. Everything went pretty smoothly, the soup turned out better than expected!! The sugar i got for the soup has red dates inside i think which gave it a very nice aroma. After the bowls of tang yuan, everyone adjourned to my room and played some drinking games and everything ended around 12am, i guess that is the closest feeling i can get for chinese new year then anything else. oh well, gong xi fa cai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-738885783403883854?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/738885783403883854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=738885783403883854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/738885783403883854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/738885783403883854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/ready-made-prepacked-tang-yuans.html' title='tang yuan night!'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbNf7xjjII/AAAAAAAAACM/G0kaCfX2PSw/s72-c/IMG_2433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-8600620062914951975</id><published>2007-02-17T09:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:34:10.921Z</updated><title type='text'>BOROUGH MARKET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbLKLxjjDI/AAAAAAAAABU/1anVZp2erqU/s1600-h/IMG_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbLKLxjjDI/AAAAAAAAABU/1anVZp2erqU/s400/IMG_2415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032433009452878898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, they give u one BIG BLOCK FOR 1.50 quid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbK-LxjjCI/AAAAAAAAABM/7DqkpxebSuE/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbK-LxjjCI/AAAAAAAAABM/7DqkpxebSuE/s400/IMG_2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032432803294448674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one big plate of oysters. who needs the blue pill when u have these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbKorxjjBI/AAAAAAAAABE/BVHNPf_VDAk/s1600-h/IMG_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbKorxjjBI/AAAAAAAAABE/BVHNPf_VDAk/s400/IMG_2412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032432433927261202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oysters galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbKS7xjjAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ya3__xYK_Jg/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbKS7xjjAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ya3__xYK_Jg/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032432060265106434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;richard haward's oysters, they defined a benchmark for shiokness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-8600620062914951975?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/8600620062914951975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=8600620062914951975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/8600620062914951975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/8600620062914951975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/borough-market.html' title='BOROUGH MARKET!'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbLKLxjjDI/AAAAAAAAABU/1anVZp2erqU/s72-c/IMG_2415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-6183263332299042584</id><published>2007-02-17T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:24:57.756Z</updated><title type='text'>snowing in london!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbJArxji_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MwQxPR1bEjA/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbJArxji_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MwQxPR1bEjA/s400/IMG_2430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032430647220866034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbI0rxji-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eO6xy2f1qO4/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbI0rxji-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eO6xy2f1qO4/s400/IMG_2426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032430441062435810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbIp7xji9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CGiLsj569xE/s1600-h/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbIp7xji9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CGiLsj569xE/s400/IMG_2424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032430256378842066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbIarxji8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dpCtxOfkWNY/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbIarxji8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dpCtxOfkWNY/s400/IMG_2420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032429994385836994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began with a decision to sleep in late on that thursday morning itself. Suddenly i was awaken by cries of joy from my roommate, i woke up.. and immediately grabbed my camera to snap a few shots of the beautiful snowing scene outside. It just feels better when it snows, it makes the start of the day a little bit different. But after 10 mins i went back to sleep waking up to a 12 pm lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way to school snow felt more like rain than it felt like snow. It was not the best feeling to actually be walking in that. Anyway the top picture is a typical EEE lecture. The guy in front is one of the best lecturers this term, cheers for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-6183263332299042584?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/6183263332299042584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=6183263332299042584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6183263332299042584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/6183263332299042584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/02/snowing-in-london.html' title='snowing in london!!'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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/_SQsDmmwTtEk/RdbJArxji_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/MwQxPR1bEjA/s72-c/IMG_2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-117037171690358947</id><published>2007-02-01T23:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:15:16.920Z</updated><title type='text'>1st Feb</title><content type='html'>2 more wks till design project deadline, pretty much not started on anything, full steam ahead for the nxt 2 wks!!!! just did a crazy thing today and went to do a program for matrixes, succeeded in the end, albeit using a lot of time for it. i guess tomorrow's driving test sld be alright! keep my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days had been pretty fun i think, dance practice, floorball, gym.. squash, life is super good! but damn.. i have been tormented by the craving for nasi lemak.. i think of nasi lemak during lectures, in the toilet, during dinner and even supper. goodness.. i want the deep fried chicken wings, the coconut rice.. and esp the chilli.. the ikan bilis in the chilli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so gonna hit changi village when i get back..... yum.. nasi lemak. received the parcel from singapore already. yay!! there is pineapple tarts. hahahaa hot stuff.. thanks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-117037171690358947?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/117037171690358947/comments/default' 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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-33193976.post-116989294769472410</id><published>2007-01-27T10:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T10:15:47.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/466172/winter%202006%20390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/778369/winter%202006%20390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;maes beer, belgian beers are damn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/91693/winter%202006%20507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/572691/winter%202006%20507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;luxembourg! trapped in between france, germany and belgium&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/429947/winter%202006%20516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/69256/winter%202006%20516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more luxembourg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/718996/winter%202006%20559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/900549/winter%202006%20559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atomium, leftover from some world exhibition&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116989294769472410?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116989294769472410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116989294769472410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116989294769472410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116989294769472410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/01/maes-beer-belgian-beers-are-damn-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116989265069732350</id><published>2007-01-27T10:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T10:10:50.703Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/798382/winter%202006%20222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/997314/winter%202006%20222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  at the heineken brewery&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/884926/winter%202006%20223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/81668/winter%202006%20223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/863880/winter%202006%20288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/889969/winter%202006%20288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;eramus BRidge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brussels, scenic town centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1024/729837/winter%202006%20375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/613473/winter%202006%20375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116989265069732350?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116989265069732350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116989265069732350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116989265069732350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116989265069732350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/01/at-heineken-brewery-eramus-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116985112666164804</id><published>2007-01-26T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:59:51.216Z</updated><title type='text'>TRIP TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/465646/winter%202006%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/44002/winter%202006%20175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;river amstel- the origin of amsterdam is becoz they dammed up river amstel.. direct huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/464249/winter%202006%20239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/812573/winter%202006%20239.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a perfect representation of how guys think with their dicks ( at the sexmuseum in amsterdam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/311747/winter%202006%20311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/45697/winter%202006%20311.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cube houses in rotterdam(yes.. it got its name from damming the river rottel or is it rotter i forgot) poshy place but the ceiling's a bit low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/795850/winter%202006%20366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/371071/winter%202006%20366.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;city hall in antwerp ( a short stopover on the way to belgium) this statue is abt this guy who killed the giant who terrorized sailors, cut off his hand and threw it away becoz this big giant killed a lot of sailors and threw their hands away too. sometimes u really have to force urself to believe things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/252587/winter%202006%20427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/807558/winter%202006%20427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view from a parc in brussels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/711231/winter%202006%20448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/269256/winter%202006%20448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannekin PIS! i love this kid, he saved brussels from a big fire with his piss.. u expect me to believe that?  but well believe it or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/425853/winter%202006%20449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/265217/winter%202006%20449.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i say about belgian waffles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/842276/winter%202006%20629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/338232/winter%202006%20629.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of a tower in brugge. breathtaking! the climb was breathtaking too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful brugge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116985112666164804?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116985112666164804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116985112666164804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116985112666164804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished analogue tutorial, it is pretty ok and i think i kinda grasp the concept of BJT now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past wk had been great, it actually snowed in London, beautiful view as i walked to school on wednesday, snow just kinda perk me up somewhat. the snow on the trees add another shade of white to the perpetual gray u get in london. but it was COLD, damn i had to wear thermals and layers of clothes underneath, and in school.. it just gets a bit hot under.. but u can't take it off as they are thermals. but better warm than cold. my old injury is acting up again, think i am feeling a lil cold.. but it's ok. i am still training hard for floorball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting pretty ok, i am truly enjoying the moment right now.. i got a very supporting girlfriend whom i am really very happy to have.. she just means so much.. it means so much to hear her saying that no matter what i will support your actions..be it that she feels that it is a sacrifice on her part.. i do appreciate it a lot. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent the present that i got for vday for miran on wednesday.. well postage is pretty a bitch down here in london but i think it is actually quite cheap already.. 6 quid for 300grams... i guess it is pretty alright. hahaa hope she likes it. doing quite a good job hiding what it is from her.. haha strategy is to.. tell her i am givingher something.. then she can look forward all the way till getting it.. damn shiok feeling. i am a control FREAK! wahahahaaa EVIL LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god it's friday! hahaa i love fridays. so relaxed so.. full of fun. tonight i shall watch a few whose line is it anyway.. do a few tutorials.. read story book and wait for tomorrow! bOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116984962055815709?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-33193976.post-116950920107772025</id><published>2007-01-22T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:40:01.090Z</updated><title type='text'>viking</title><content type='html'>went down to viking to play floorball today, was slaughtered upside down downside up and every direction u can think of. goodness they are only recreational players, well this only makes me think of my own weakness and more on how a whole team can operate better together.. oh well we are still raw and more training needs to be done that's for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i want to practise a proper grip..&lt;br /&gt;2. work on defense&lt;br /&gt;3. more control&lt;br /&gt;4. communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i miss this feeling, the despair in getting thrashed and the motivation to get better. i think i last got it during sec 3 when i was just named captain.. and was keen on improving my skills so that i can be a captain that not only goes by name.. but skill as well.. but the feeling of reaching a crescendo is there.. oh well i just miss that feeling! goodness i can't get floorball off my mind now, like how to grip how to turn how to flick.. hahaha can't sleep tonight i guess.. oh well till the nxt session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the team so far consists of guangfan, me, zhongjie, zhengyuan and abiel.. gonna get more people to join us man. hahaa this is damn fun. league is coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song playing now is.. that's what friends are for.. the overused campfire song.. haha but never failing to touch my heart everytime it is played.. images will flash whenever i think abt it.. tho i am not really keeping in contact wif most of my frenz now.. i am so glad we had memories to remember. i think that is what will bring us together again.. " for good times and bad times.. i will be on your side forever more... that's what friends are for" thanks friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116950920107772025?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116950920107772025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116950920107772025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116950920107772025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116950920107772025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/01/viking.html' title='viking'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116912801614425518</id><published>2007-01-18T13:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T13:46:56.156Z</updated><title type='text'>thursday afternoon</title><content type='html'>officially i am liking london more and more nowadays, i relish the freedom, the quiet days spent here. back in sg i guess i was always trying to fill myself up with all the activities in the world to keep me from feeling too bored. down here there isn't much of getting bored at all.. studying going out and catching up with friends  is just taking up all my time. guess i am the type who needs to lose something to miss something. time for a change man, 2nd habit of highly effective people, begin with the end in mind.. i guess if i am gonna miss something i might as well miss it from the start without losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good i guess, busy lifestyles.. i received a chinese new year card from my family yesterday, how cool is that? that is the only oriental chinese new year decoration in my house now. at least i feel a tinge of the spirit, cny i sld be spending it webcamming with my family miran and maybe doing some house visits. or i can drop by chinatown to get some well deserved new year goodies. hope the pineapple tarts dun cost 1 pound each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i too received the presents from miran already, hahaa my vday spirit is here! spent my past vdays all alone in the past, this yr sldn't be much of a difference too. who cares anyway.. yeah the presents were great! love it a lot.. will try to use it as much as possible k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is ticking by.. it took me pretty long to realise that i am in 2007 already, this is gonna be my 22nd year alive.. i think .. i need to do something abt it. though i am enjoying it to the max nowadays. i am not sure whether i am doing my best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i heard this very very good joke during the ski trip.&lt;br /&gt;it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 men were smoking on board a ship, they had one cigarette and one matchstick each.. due to the strong winds they were unable to light their cigarettes.. frustrated, one of the man threw his cigarette down into the ocean. SUDDENLY the other two men's cigarettes lighted up!&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;WEI SHEN MER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my nxt post then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116912801614425518?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116912801614425518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116912801614425518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116912801614425518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116912801614425518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/01/thursday-afternoon.html' title='thursday afternoon'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116881235296396457</id><published>2007-01-14T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:05:52.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#f6f6f6" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/Lifehouse%20Lyrics.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifehouse Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Song: &lt;strong&gt;You and Me Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up&lt;br /&gt;and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping inwards&lt;br /&gt;you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;and it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what day is it&lt;br /&gt;and in what month&lt;br /&gt;this clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song to you my dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116876413566365291</id><published>2007-01-14T08:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-14T08:42:15.676Z</updated><title type='text'>A hectic week</title><content type='html'>holidaying the whole of the holidays didn't seem the best plan i did, though i had fun.. now i am filled with shit loads of stuff to catch up on and also loads of personal problems to solve. what the hell. anyway today is a sunday morning, just woke up and decided to devote  a few mins to blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is just like a game of hold'em poker isn't it... during the early stages when things are so unconfirmed.. u are just like the blind.. u blindly put things in and wait for things to happen or u simply just decide not to follow or u just up the bid.. whichever the case, u will not lose much at this stage... up till a certain point of time.. when 3 cards are revealed, u see things like a potential straight on the table, however u have a pocket pair that totally doesn't link to the straight, u are very sure someone else has a straight, and you won't know where to proceed from there... nothing is certain at this point onwards.. do u want to show hand and reveal your cards? it is not easy man... so i tell myself life is poker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floorball lately had been great, the last wilson house session was superb, indoor court all.. instead of fighting with the wind and running on rough uneven ground, we got to do it on an indoor court, it is just superb.. there will be another floorball session on monday at the viking.. it is this semi pro place where a lot of floorballers in london of all age and sizes will come and play on regular sessions. oh well i am very very looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a workaholic sunday for me today.. i hope i keep to my promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116876413566365291?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116876413566365291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116876413566365291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116876413566365291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116876413566365291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2007/01/hectic-week.html' title='A hectic week'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116856451148434960</id><published>2007-01-12T01:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T01:15:11.493Z</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>school's started for a few days... hectic hectic hectic!! loads of catching up to do, luckily i have no tests or exams coming up. but i sense a lot of deadlines looming around the corner.. anyway just finished a tutorial for devices, at least i completed a small percentage of revision. tonnes of shit ahead! oh i am loving it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/991634/0612180028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/705307/IMG_1757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/288581/IMG_1757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/267250/IMG_1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/44164/IMG_1734.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did half a day of shopping at oxford circus in the morning till afternoon.. it was quite a madness out there, but it ain't all a surprise as the great singapore sale kinda matches up to the post xmas shopping craze out here. the only interesting thing that happened was that some idiot knocked over some cap in zara at regent street, set off fire alarm and caused pandemonium in the store itself. ended up i couldn't really go check out the merchandise not to mention the loss in revenue of the zara people. the only people rejoicing is actually the workers coz they can really slack. hahaa oh well i went on a small spending spree and got nothing i actually i wanted. just got things i wanna buy on impulse and impulse i followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas had been damn boring this year, basically spent it resting and trying to recuperate from the ski trip. the night was spent at evelyn gardens with a potluck among the freshers, pretty cool event i shall say, tasted everyone's file culinary skills.. and my white chocolate vanilla cream liqueur was commented to taste like tao ni (soya bean) which i couldn't agree more with. however it taste nicer than tao ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more abt the ski trip.. it had been so fun.. it started with the first few days in which everyone had trouble putting on their skis and trying to understand what it means by going downslope, maintaining balance all.. pretty memorable first hand experience at skiing i shall say..&lt;br /&gt;however after a few days of practicing and honing our turning skills everyone progressed to the tougher blue slopes and started to look like proper skiiers. towards the end most of the people are already whacking red slopes and looking damn pro. this ski trip had been most memorable at best. i definitely didn't want to come back to london towards the end... the feeling is such that u had just acquired a new skill, wanna test it out and explore all possibilities but suddenly u have to come back and face the real world all over again. that sucks max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i will definitely go back next year.. it had been so fun.. that is kinda the lifestyle i look forward to, wake up early, eat good breakfast, exercise the whole day. eat another 2 healthy meals and seek entertainment at night. sooo fun! hahaa ok i want nxt yr to come quick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope really that i am making full use of my time right now.. this holidays have been heavenly compared to term time.. it is just totally abt play and play and play nowadays... not much work to be done and all.. totally cherish that. i guess the only time i will start working is when i come back from the next trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;independence... how far am i from that word.. i want to know.. am i independent when i am thrown out into foreign land and no means to communicate with love ones.. or am i independent when i know what is right and what is wrong? i guess it is a bit of both.. shit.. i am turning 22 soon.. oh well.. that's life ain't it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116716889002611729?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116716889002611729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116716889002611729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116716889002611729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116716889002611729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/12/boxing-day.html' title='boxing day'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116615046145660530</id><published>2006-12-15T01:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:44:32.903Z</updated><title type='text'>end of autumn spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/548233/IMG_1664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/746291/IMG_1664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/523751/IMG_1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/330754/IMG_1663.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now end of autumn term.. things are ending for a while.. next up.. ski trip, netherlands and belgium trip! wooh.. time to really enjoy myself and tour around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organised a EEE outing for this end of term, it was a good turnout of 8/9 in which keith unfortunately was held back by the supreme lord chancellor, the evil queen of EEE who requested he finish his project. i shall say... yeah suay! hahaa we had a few drinks over at international hall, watched a movie together, enjoyed the movie totally on fengyi's 19 in LCD and superb speakers with this dua leng gong amplifier, damn shiok. long time nv enjoy an enjoyable sausagefest.  yuP it is 8 guys! but it was so fun! haha well i believe this outing is good.. coz we are all gonna be together for at least the nxt 3 yrs.. so it's good to forget all troubles and work once in a while and get together! and i feel quite sian staying at home so therefore decided that this will do my system some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is officially the ski trip, gotta meet at victoria coach station at 5.. leaving at 6 for a 17 hr bus ride.. i hope at least the coach has a toilet, else i really gotta pee out of the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friends are just so hard to come by!!! i really appreciate all those friends around me right now.. they are the ones keeping me going. i derive motivation from seeing them around.. this period of studies in london, i think it is a journey of self discovery.. as much as i will like to think i have grown a lot in singapore back in army.. well i am quite proud to say i discovered myself further down here.. down here i am faced with a totally different kind of challenge.. i am faced with imbeciles from all over the world and total geniuses too. faced with the task of managing my own life, how i wanna screw it up or i wanna be a disciplined individual who haves enough fun and have enough discipline to walk the correct path and DO THE RIGHT THING. down here, well it is quite interesting to talk abt how rich everyone is.. coz everyone who is anyone who comes down to london on FMS(father mother scholarship) needs to be pretty well off in the first place.. yup.. that's why.. i find it so.. irritating.. hahaa... i have to admit.. this subtle sense of jealousy had been there since sec sch.. and is still there now.. envious? maybe.. so what if i am proud i am where i am, i still wish i was rich. but who cares.. what is impt is the pathway we can pave not the one paved for us back then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i keep having fragmented memories of the past coming back.. those sweet times i had with miran and the times i had in army, the glory matches back in badminton.. all coming back.. i believe the fact that i am not kept as bz with activities back in sg left my mind wondering.. the euphoria of the badminton matches.. the sweet bitter feeling in the heart with miran, the character building and reassurance back in army.. whenever i savour those feelings. i feel more motivated to perform better right now.. i really relish those times.. if not for those i won't be what i am right now.. what is it i seek in life... ? haha this question sounds religious.. i just want to answer to myself. what is it i seek in life... what is that? i am not seeking salvation or seeking answers.. i just want to get a feel of what i want in life.. so far i am living a reactive life in which i have tonnes of fun simply reacting to the external changes in life.. i definitely want to have a fulfilling life.. in which i look back and i see no empty slots. yet.. if i see life that way.. it seems like a lot of stuff to do.. yet seemingly unimportant to the future.. i am so confused, so far i am simply taking a scholarship that matches my interest and studying a course that places me a job in the company and gives me a job.. not sure how much i am gonna like job and all.. end of the day.. i am so sure of one thing.. the journey to overseas studies haven't been a wasted trip.. i am enjoying every moment of it.. it brings me places and me to do things i nv thought i can go through. i feel so much more confident of myself now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116615046145660530?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116615046145660530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116615046145660530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116615046145660530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116615046145660530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-of-autumn-spring.html' title='end of autumn spring'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116592157124912995</id><published>2006-12-12T10:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-12T11:06:11.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Hollidays!!</title><content type='html'>for once since i came down to london i felt that school is slack, finally enjoyed the feeling of having 2 hrs of lesson the whole day and doing what i want. goodness, i realised how busy i was before this. but thinking of it.. the school fees are like 51.5k a sem, i gotta make full use of school time eh? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah now sitting in the corridor of EEE building waiting for edsel to go swim. one more driving test and i can relax, life is looking rosy man. haha good stuff!! last night i caught the musical We will rock you with wesley, i shall say it wasn't that superb, a fundamentally stupid plot which was complemented with good music. Ended with a blast and that's it. didn't leave me hungering for more and all.. so i guess it wasn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going skiiing on friday!!! woo! how shiok is that, gonna leave at night and take this super duper long train ride to Les Arcs, not very prepared yet but will go down to primark to get the remaining stuff tomorrow. i wish everyone is doing well everywhere, back in sg, down in US and in their work and all.. i miss everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116592157124912995?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116592157124912995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116592157124912995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116592157124912995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116592157124912995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/12/hollidays.html' title='Hollidays!!'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116548249968706354</id><published>2006-12-07T08:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:08:19.700Z</updated><title type='text'>closer and closer</title><content type='html'>end of term is coming..closer and closer it gets.. shit blardie homer(my project grp partner) who didn't even contribute anything to the project is now telling me he needs to go for a holiday after end of term basically it means i do everything and he leech. fricking ass.. but i guess that's the way  life works, bastards get everything and good guys work hard for their everything. but at least i am a good guy, anywayz enough of things that irates me.. sometimes i just don't understand, is it becoz i am older than them gone thru army and stuff that's why i feel that they are such childish imbeciles or  they are just inherently idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. design project is really quite a bitch, i aim and hope to finish by this wkend definitely, there is no doubt abt it. yeahh just borrowed ski equipment from chiong wai, thanks man, i may have saved a bomb on that.. departing for ski trip nxt friday, so it is gonna be pretty rush, i am so looking forward to taking a break from all these stuff that i have piled up.. yup those who are going back, enjoy urselves!! i am sure basking in singapore sun is gonna be super shiOk not to mention the food that u get to savour back there. if anyone is nice enough, please go ask the neighbourhood roti prata uncle how to make roti prata and pass it on to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 7th month miran and i have been together... it started off rocky in that she thought i forgot abt it, but it was totally funny coz my watch had been adjusted to show that it was 5th yesterday, that's why i kinda thought tomorrow is the actual day, but still yeah today sld be the actual day. i guess the conversation yday was not exactly normal coz it was on the 7th month itself, there was some evaluation done and things didn't turn out very happy... i suppose what sparked off the argument was really a fact that nikk is enjoying all the blisses in life, all provided for by junxian.. and i am not exactly responding to her wants at all.. i aint one who is very sensitive and everything.. maybe becoz she's my first gf or what i dunno how to pamper her till she drops or simply practically, i have not much time to slot her wants so often into my schedule. i really dunno what's the reason why i am not performing up to standard. it makes me feel like crap everytime, i am sure it is not the monetary parts that she thinks i am lacking in. however i am very sure if i dump enough money.. she will be happier? where is this leading to anyway.. i really have no idea,  yes i do want to buy presents for her etc etc but that's a little like going thru the motion isn't it.. she ask for it i give it to her and she feels happy, then she ask  for it again then  i give again, is it coming from deep inside me, i say NO!  i dun want that.. i love her for all my life and i want to do things whole heartedly.. my confidence is kinda broken. and end of story.. just forget this issue and move on man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is another long day full of work and i definitely must finish the design project by this wkend.. ( i tell myself this over and over again) and i am gonna get drunk after it.. what's wrong man.. i feel that i am lacking something in life right now.. not motivation, not becoz i am too bored.. i am lacking a buddy down here.. oh well to each his own.. time for school it is 9am right now.. i hate looking back.. it makes me happy, coz i had such a wonderful time before.. i shall look forward then, no matter what we were borned with eyes looking forward, there sld be a reason to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stupidity is defined by making simple things complicated*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116548249968706354?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116548249968706354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116548249968706354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116548249968706354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116548249968706354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/12/closer-and-closer.html' title='closer and closer'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116536901616643690</id><published>2006-12-06T01:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:36:13.453Z</updated><title type='text'>tuesday night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/332117/IMG_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/48339/IMG_1623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/546649/IMG_1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/328951/IMG_1615.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/776937/IMG_1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/269447/IMG_1661.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/183979/DSC08436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/839533/DSC08436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/1600/977480/IMG_1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/36/3641/400/600079/IMG_1646.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week has passed since xmas test.. so far so good! got back digital electronics and well got a pretty commendable grade for it. this whole week is gonna be pretty busy with design project.. well i don't really have a partner who is doing much for this project. so i gotta put in 2x worth of effort.. anyway forget it.. i am just gonna suck it up and move on.. sounds familiar? suck it up or suck thumb. so i will be doing it tomorrow, tomorrow's tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was a fun filled night made colourful by the musical the producers.. caught it at royal theatre and it was a whole load of fuN! the type of musical that u wanna catch it over again next yr and which brightens your day totally. I really liked the characters inside and the way they acted was amazing, there was this guy who acted as a gay hitler, this really gay guy with a small butt and accentuated his every last syllable.. haha then the main female lead who sang very well and loves to have sex at 11. ahaa so nice. will catch it next year again for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a comment abt mambo jumbo last wk.. haha it was rather sad to say that event was actually considered quite a flop.. but nevertheless fun loving people like us still managed to have fun down there. saw a lot of good frenz and had one hell of a time saying hi's and chit chatting around.. well it felt sooooo singaporean down there. everyone was kinda sticking to their own grps and not that much of socialising, but still it was pretty good i guess. maybe i just missed clubbing.. and it is pretty fun to go with frenz u nv went with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wkend was spent resting and ice skating in kew gardens.. kew gardens.. hrmm nothing much except it has really nice scenary.. and i fell a few times on my butt which kinda hurts! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially got tickets for we will rock you next monday! i am so looking forward to it.. but it is back row seats.. so i am reserving judgement yet.. it is another long nostalgic night... i am thinking.. miranda i miss u so much... hahaa lonely nights like this ain't the best times of my life i wanna keep in my blog forever, but they are nevertheless precious. Miss u so! whooT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116536901616643690?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116536901616643690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116536901616643690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116536901616643690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116536901616643690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/12/tuesday-night.html' title='tuesday night..'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116485202815166853</id><published>2006-11-30T01:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:00:28.163Z</updated><title type='text'>post test syndrome</title><content type='html'>i should feel happy after two tests are over? i sld feel good? i dunno why i can't really feel it, merely just breathing more air and realising i am alive that's all. the past week had been so hectic i can't remember what i really did.. but i am so glad it is over and there is a good ending to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now 1.40am down here... just woke up after concussing at around 9pm.. dun wanna sleep yet.. sleeping quite a waste of time ar.. was scanning around the web.. facebook.. friendster and all... went through wesley's jiexiang's and a few other friend's profiles and display pics all.. the song that's what friends are for playing on itunes. felt so sad suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has come thus far.. moving on along their own paths.. this led me to wonder.. so far.. have i led a life of no regret? i always tell myself that when i do things i have no regrets... but now i think back.. maybe i did neglect the friends and family closest to me... i did what i can.. but i feel i can do more.. this feeling consumes u more when the surroundings is quiet.. i am brought through flashes in time as i think.. deep inside i feel so sweet, so inspired... i saw scenes like, my night cycling days, bmt days, badminton semi finals, nationals, silver bayonet, farewell before coming london, all the camps i did, mount kinabalu, thailand.. feeling this deep sense of nostalgia.. this is so unlike lip en.. i guess even clowns do cry from time to time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what i did is just really to make a silent note to myself i am gonna treasure those dearest to me ever after.. whether i can carry that out, i will leave it till another day. but i know i can lar of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, xmas test and driving test is finally over!! all the frenzy over tutorials and unfinished  lecture notes is temporary shelved and i can start feeling like a human again, not some tutorial factory and all.. and it is quite good to know that u will pass the xmas test and got A for driving test. it doesn't count much, but seriously programming is my achilles  heel.. feeling so good man. hahah and mambo jumbo tomorrow night promises some relief amongst this mundane lifestyle nowadays. hope it turns out fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mum, i saw the pics of your colleagues who celebrated birthdays at our house, it was wonderful!!! made me remember my own birthday celebration too! it was such a blast. alright! time to sleep... haiiz i still feel sad.. i miss all my friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116485202815166853?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116485202815166853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116485202815166853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116485202815166853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116485202815166853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-test-syndrome.html' title='post test syndrome'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116453036478547464</id><published>2006-11-26T08:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:39:24.796Z</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning i wake up and....</title><content type='html'>sunday morning i wake up and thought to myself 'shit the wkend is ending' .. this wkend i did nothing of the sort anyone will call fun, i tried to jog but the old hip injury was acting up and acted real bad.. so i missed floorball and jogging totally, sorry to william for travelling down and ended up jogging yourself.  well at least i had a dream of finishing some tutorials before the saturday ends. but NOooOOo frequency response is so darn fricking hard, i really have no idea how the tutorial goes.. depression mood sets in. that's where a good girlfriend like miranda comes in. haha we siphon our stress to each other and then everything is good once again. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night went over to daryl's and hock's to plan our netherlands, belgium and luxembourgh trip this dec.. quite ma fan to settle all the admin stuff, tho i didn't help much coz i didn't bring my laptop, i read thru lonely planet to check out some main attractions. amsterdam sounds damn fun, so are all the other places. but that's another story for another time.  yup. so looking forward to it man. and for this week to end.. and for xmas and driving test to be over. driving as in computer programming test. dunno why they call it driving. anyway i was berated for not bringing my driving license over here. haaa how the hell i know i will want to drive here man. anyway yeah nxt year then. ok now back to more tutorials and enjoying my sunday!&lt;div 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style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/floorball%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some pictures to date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok long long long time since i last blogged, life so far been good.. stressful i guess.. there was a time when i actually just thought to myself wtf am i doing this course but it was only a little while .. there is just too much stress on us right now. feels like a long time ago i saw a bright and happy smile on the guys' faces in EE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway sunday had been pretty productive, after printing out the tech communication essay i felt an immense sense of relief,  at least i cleared a big chunk of shit in front of me.. the happenings in the past few wks i will just use photographs to illustrate, everything is pretty good i guess, esp notts games. i had so much fun then, seeing old friends and all was incredible.. not to mention that scoring a goal for imperial..floorball is damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just attempted to finish what i didn't finish last week during computing lesson, oh well i can say that it is not hard to understand what is going on, but when it comes to applying i take quite a long time.. didn't realise what a slowpoke i am.. i always take a lot more time to do tutorials as compared to others.. i am trying my best to churn on tutorials already but yet i am not able to finish most of it. with deadline of design project around the corner, i think i gotta sort out my priorities. this wk i am gonna try to mug as much as possible without losing sense of myself i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding personal life, life is damn shiok i guess, with many things to look forward to.. sometimes things get you so busy.. u don't have time to do things that u need to or want to.. time to do some self reflection i guess.. and miran if u are reading this.. i am thinking of u when i am typing this.. so i am still thinking of you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be more productive!! anyway today was bad, lectures was bad as usual, i came out not understanding more than 10% of what the profs are saying.. i wonder is it them or me.. this only means more mugging. shit..anyway another day tomorrow, ganbatte jiayoU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway fengyi turned 21 last wk, it is time to 'BE a MAN, do the right thing'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116415713532792668?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116415713532792668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>311006</title><content type='html'>it had really been a long time since i last update this blog, i am sorry to say, i had been quite busy and didn't really spend the time to sit down and type out an entry. anyway today i am feeling the need to pen down my feelings somewhat.. it had been a long day in school and i really am in no mood to do anything beside relaxing and chilling out.. anyway i studied hard today.. and i don't see the need to be so overtly stressed.. Yup.. anyway, life in school has officially begun to get hectic, with a few deadlines coming up, and lectures that i don't seem to understand even though i honoured it by being present in it. hahaa,  but it's ok.. i will try to catch up, so far i don't really feel that i am lagging behind by a lot anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is halloween! happy halloween to everyone,  the only celebration was a movie event with singsoc in one of the lecture theatres in chem eng building, hahaa nothing much except watching a damn scary movie the exorcist. it kinda give me the creeps when walking home after it..  but at least i came back in one piece.. hahaha when i walked home the temperature was 8 deg outside.. damn cold man.. almost couldn't feel my fingers.. and it was windy too! it is not good feeling like a piece of frozen meat. i just hope 0 deg doesn't come too soon. the thicker the jacket the heavier it is.. yup. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to miran.. i really appreciate the fact that she always stays up so late to talk to me.. it's either she wakes up early and i stay up late to talk.. or she stays up very late so that we can chat... i appreciate that she stays up so late to chat.. but i want her to be in her best state of health. i personally gone thru the process of devastating my body with minimal sleep and i don't want her to go through it. oh well.. we'll take it one step at a time.. we had a short discussing on her exchange program.. but it turned sour and almost to the brink of argument.. oh well.. i guess both of us had long days each. that's the reason why emotions ran high.. i don't mean to hurt you.. everything i said is meant to be positive.. not to be taken the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, last saturday was spent going to alton towers, it is one of the most famous theme parks situated north of the village alton in staffordshire. it was a day filled with adrenaline and loads of thrills and not to mention a fantastic round of fireworks to round off the night. some rides worth mentioning are sky, rita, oblivion and river rapids.. these are definitely up to standard and worth doing over again, tho i didn't.. one thing about oblivion is that it is a vertical drop for a length of around 30 metres.. the sadistic part of this ride is that it sends u up slowly.. makes u go one round on top.. and dangles u at the edge.. while giving u a peek-a-boo at the bottom which u will be falling to in no time... hahaa super fun! rita was a speed ride in which u get accelerated from 0 to 100 km/h in 2.5 seconds.. the sheer adrenaline u get from it is enough to keep u going for the rest of the day! haha loads of fun.. reached home at midnight and immediately concussed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage1.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage2.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage3.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/alton%20towers%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/alton%20towers%20029.jpg" alt="" 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/33193976-116233862305258100?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116233862305258100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116233862305258100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116233862305258100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116233862305258100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/311006.html' title='311006'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116150466922722919</id><published>2006-10-22T08:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:24:19.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>211006</title><content type='html'>the previous day, a friday was ended with a good 1 and a half hrs of gym plus a round of cider at harringtons, part of destressing program that i entitled myself to.. with myself feeling super tired.. i went down to floorball the next day followed by visiting tower of london.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YAY! my floorball stick is gonna arrive in no time, feels good to have a stick of your own, yup anyway tower of london is great.. majestic place.. full of history and all.. but the history is a lot of treason and trechery so.. i guess humans are fan jian thats why. a very nice place with names for all the different towers inside, namely the white tower, bloody tower and many many more. they all have their names with a reason, for example the bloody tower was named because of a conspiracy concerning the murder of 2 princes. it was quite cool that there is a voting system inside the tower that asks visitors to poll in who do they think killed the princes, or is it just 2 young mischievous boys went out and got themselves killed by some big bad wolf.. i went for the latter anyway.. think that is funny enough. haha oh neglected to mention, the beef eaters as we call them, are actually yeoman warders, the origin of the name beef eaters are told to us but i forgot.. anyway they are so called the warders of the castle and they have been living there for centuries generations after generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wandering around the tower of london until 5 plus, we went out and visited the tower bridge which was around the vicinity. very majestic bridge, the nicest i have seen so far i think, sometimes old ppl says that the length of bridges they walked surpass the length of roads that youngsters walk.. but.. as they grow older, they walk slower.. young people still walk very fast.. how can that be possible! talk cock.. and unless they walk bridge up and down up and down everyday for leisure and entertainment, they can never accomplish this feat, at least compared to me.. the mileage i clock on bridges ain't short too! hahaha oh after a whole hr of taking a photo every 10 steps from tower bridge , we finally reached london bridge.. despite the glamorous images that i had when i heard the name london bridge, it turned out quite disappointing. it was pretty ordinary. anyway i will find out more abt the history and post a blog on it. london bridge is supposed to have more history i thInk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is sunday, i decided not to give fellwanderers a go and stay home to study, been slacking for so many days already i feel a bit scared, better at least prepare for lab tomorrow. oh well. i am tired too.. i miss home. blardie .. oh, i cook pretty decent potato soup too. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116150466922722919?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116150466922722919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116150466922722919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116150466922722919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116150466922722919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/211006.html' title='211006'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116086296338360193</id><published>2006-10-14T22:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:30:16.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday 15th oct</title><content type='html'>tonight  i really feel like blogging, need somewhere to pen down my thoughts. my questions will most prob be left unanswered, but i need to write it down somewhere. a pretty uneventful day with the morning being occupied with floorball and the gym induction session. the gym is way cool..&lt;br /&gt;afternoon was spent playing dota with bro.. frankly speaking.. it was a damn enjoyable session. i haven't touched dota for 2 wks.. it is quite refreshing to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on at night was the EE potluck at cromwell street where everyone whipped up a delicacy and brought it down to eat.. due to my lack of culinary skills i simply oven baked some pizza and bought chips down to the flat.. but the pizza is a bestseller so no complaints! a routine round of introduction followed by multiple rounds of bridge amongst the freshers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of it all.. came a lengthy chat with william talking abt his feelings, things like how he feel at night, the emotional issues stemming out of lonliness, his words struck a chord within all of us... and it resonates inside me.. it all sounds so familiar.. i seem to be looking at a replicate of myself. now the question comes.. am i doing enough to preserve this relationship? is my decision to not go back during december a misjudgement and overestimation on my own part? i just want to experience more, and maybe start going back when i truly am sick of the new stuff that is happening around me.. i am definitely doing what i can to preserve the relationship right now. insignificant each day's conversation may be.. but i hold it dear to my heart.. hurtful words i hurled unrelentingly at miranda is simply a self defense mechanism to make myself feel more worthwhile, i don't mean anything i say, i regret saying anything that bad once i said it.. darling please forgive me. i love u.. the fact that a lot of people are heading back to singapore is not helping much with consoling my feelings.. now it is too late to head back, most prob i will be placed on the waiting list.. darling please forgive me for making this decision, it is not the easiest decision to make.. it had been 2 wks so far.. the saddest of days was the day after reaching london... after that i had been so caught up with work that i haven't slowed down and try to talk to the inner me.. the feelings that are dying to get out.. as the days go by.. i may not have as much time to webcam and talk anymore, i will definitely miss these times that we talk.. i want to get stronger.. i need to get stronger than i am.. i am just a flaw.. i must be strong for the good of everyone.. be strong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116086296338360193?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116086296338360193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116086296338360193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116086296338360193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116086296338360193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/saturday-15th-oct.html' title='saturday 15th oct'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116074649796398322</id><published>2006-10-13T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:34:57.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mon - friday</title><content type='html'>yOyoYo, been a few weekdays since i last blog, it is not easy to blog while ur mind is trying hard to understand what the triangle means inside the circuit. oh this week's lectures are basically introductory lectures to the different modules that i am gonna take. as compared to the bidding system that NUS and NTU adopts.. Imperial does not have a system like this. instead what is employed is simply like JC, they fix what they deem fit for u to study and you simply attend the lectures and tutorials!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lab on monday had been pretty overwhelming but i think i am getting the hang of it.. reading the oscilloscope and all.. the rest of the lessons are pretty standard too, maths, analysis of circuits.. new concepts just take some time to disgest.  a pretty good week i shall say, long days on monday, tues and thurs. wed was ended with a good afternoon of floorball.. i shall say i am really enjoying myself! haha good stuff! ok.. till my next blog then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116074649796398322?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116074649796398322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116074649796398322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116074649796398322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116074649796398322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/mon-friday.html' title='mon - friday'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116038736900553157</id><published>2006-10-09T10:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:44:06.300Z</updated><title type='text'>Bricklane market</title><content type='html'>woke up super early and made my way down to aldsgate east station.. took a wrong tube at earls court.. i don't understand how a simple district line can move in 4 different directions at the same station.. and they come on the same platform too.. blardie cool.. anyway i managed to reach aldsgate in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while of hollandness, finally we arrived at bricklane market where i bought a few essential items such as shower gel and a jacket.. it is simply the same as a pasar malam in singapore, where things go at cheaper prices than departmental stores but u gotta consider whether the things are genuine or not.. anyway there is this underground system of selling bicycles down there in which young punks will stroll their bikes around and try to get whoever is interested to buy.. good bikes that cost around 100 pounds are going for 30 down there.. blardie punks steal bikes and sell them .. but never mind i am the one benefiting so i aint' complaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the day early yesterday.. went back and cooked myself a pot of porridge.. rice here in uk don't really absorb water well.. so my porridge wasn't that succulent.. but nevertheless it is hot and edible.. that's what really matters.. prison break madness!! i keep watching it.. it is really nice... well i will be damn sad when it ends... there was a meeting to set out some terms and conditions for the apartment.. well i gotta pay an extra 2.5 wks worth of rent for sept.. and the whole of oct.. amounted to 955 pounds including 465 deposit.. well.. it's ok. just get the payments done first.. keeps my mind off it at least.. we decided to cook for ourselves for the time being.. meaning.. we share the essentials like oil.. rice... soy sauce and stuff.. but we don't cook together everyday.. toiletries are also shared.. like toilet paper and everything.. i guess down here we have to not be too calculating in order to relax a bit.. otherwise everything is gonna be hell.. i am here to study.. other things just be relaxing a bit.. yup..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116038736900553157?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116038736900553157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116038736900553157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116038736900553157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116038736900553157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/bricklane-market.html' title='Bricklane market'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116038669739954346</id><published>2006-10-09T10:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T07:59:24.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was started off with a fun filled morning at hyde park, in which singsoc organised a picnic for all the freshers and seniors, sports was played.. other than the fact that track shoes should only be worn on track, slippery grass and a little bit of mud.. everything was perfectly enjoyable. I played floorball and ultimate frisbee the whole morning, glad to be sweating some water out of my body, i think i need to get my blood flowing, the low temperatures here in london made me stagnant and slack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one comment about hyde park.. it is simply beautiful, with the sun shining above the sky, temperatures are a comfortable 15 deg i estimate, the skating and cycling scene is simply breath taking. swans and pigeons are free to roam around the park and rowing can be done on serpantine lake.. will love to visit it with love ones someday. it will mean so much.. the first thing i pictured when i reach and saw is to skate down hyde park with miran. hahaa yup.. i'll bring my skates soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left hyde park around 1pm.. went down to leicester square to meet william and fengyi to check out chinatown.. well i dunno if it can be called chinatown coz i see loads of jap and korean stuff down there, anyway to the ang mohs, all asians are alike.. i got people telling me arigato when they can simply say hello! idiots them... yeah chinatown&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is pretty nice to walk around, with a large variety of foodstuff to purchase albeit at astronomical prices.. one bottle of preserved caixin that cost maybe 50 cents in sg cost 1 pound plus here.. power.. we basically covered the whole of chinatown in half an hr, i guess it sld be called chinahouse or something.. but it is nice to see asians as the majority on the street and not ang mohs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, around 3 we were pretty much bored i guess, so william called 2 of his international hall mates down, wenying and stephanie to bring us around, wenying have been here for 2 yrs odd so she's the lao jiao of the place.. we went to trafalgar's square and had tonnes of fun there. this square is really breathtaking.. not as big as tiananmen but still decorated with its fair share of statues and nice scenery.. took quite a bit of photos and also had pigeons ate from my head and hands... good experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop is picadilly circus where i bought a pair of boots from lilywhites, i need it for ultimate frisbee so might as well invest.. and the morni&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng experience with the grass in hyde park thought me to invest in something that i can run in on grass.. oh well.. it is 15 pounds.. why not? dinner was a meal of curry chicken, lamb curry and sambal squid with no sambal.. well at least it was spicy and enjoyable.. .. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring day.... last thought of the day.. stop being so stubborn and open up.. i miss home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-33193976.post-116014375083054079</id><published>2006-10-06T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T09:37:14.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In EEE com lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 233px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the official egg race.. basically what we do is to launch off our own aerocars and we will measure how far it flies.. anyway my grp's aerocar didn't launch at all.. it kinda got stucked at the end of the ramp.. well who really cares anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this 'race' i decided to chill inside the com lab in the department and just kinda use email or something.. just to kill time.. no mood to go home first at all.. living in an apartment sometimes has its disadvantages.. u feel so bored at times... anyway the UK keyboard's @ is starting to be quite a nuisance, i am so used to typing it wif SHIFT+2 this time i gotta type with shift+' that's the difference.. but it just takes a bit of getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight will be kinda like spring cleaning in which i and jimmy will be moving beds, vacuuming the room and shifting cupboards.. yeah..that's it.. gotta eat more for dinner tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my room is pretty much finished.. everything's great.. go&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 255px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t enough space and 2 beds side by side.. really good stuff.. after the shifting of furniture.. jimmy brought out this mooncake game that originates from xiamen.. the rules go like this.. there are a lot of mooncakes and biscuits and they are ranked according to size.. u have to throw dices in order to eat them.. and if u are lucky .. u eat more! haha the lucky numbers are 4 and 1, coz they are red on the dice.. yeah red symbolises prosperity for chinese so.. ok.. and there are suites u can throw.. like 5 fives will give u a bigger power than a 3 fours or something lidat.. basically i was quite lucky.. won 4 mooncakes all together.. didn't win the most gigantic one though.. the most gigantic one is the scholar's mooncake and the person who wins it apparently has the best luck this yr! haha yup.. that's abt how it goes.. we spent like.. 2 hrs trying to get the winning combination. never knew eating mooncakes can be so tedious. anyway it was real fun .. i am so glad i got to participate! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night there was a bit of tension between miranda and me... guess it is becoz i am so darn tired from the day's work.. and miran's side is already 3am.. both of us were simply knocked out.. no productive comments were exchanged... after that i realised my mistake.. apologized.. and e&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/collage1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;verything is back to normal.. she means a lot to me.. i hope that these incidents do not put any dents in the relationship at all.. hhahaa i hope she reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116014375083054079?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/116014375083054079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=116014375083054079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116014375083054079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/116014375083054079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-eee-com-lab.html' title='In EEE com lab'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-116011568969259023</id><published>2006-10-06T07:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:21:29.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day, 3rd day</title><content type='html'>basically went for ultimate frisbee tryouts today.. very fun! fast pace game in a super nice place.. hype park simply has a breathtaking view... one side is london eye.. the other is king albert.. superb superb.. it is a fun game i shall say.. fast packed and all.. and i really enjoy it.. except for feeling a bit cold everything's cool.. well the sun is pretty strong but becoz it is so cold.. u don't feel a thing on ur skin at all.. people here may even think the sun is cold!!!! but in sg it is darn hot if u stand in a sun like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. after that i had to build this flying car thing that i believe i spent too much time on.. total waste of time if u ask me... but well.. we got to do what we got to do.. met some pretty nice people in my group.. i am gonna stick to them for tutorials and all next time.. i guess that sld mean something.. yeah.. nothing much happening nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well i settled my bank account alr!! that's damn solid.. and my imperial email is up.. that is power! super solid woo! i guess one lucky thing i don't have to endure now is the haze in singapore... i mean.. everyone back there is suffering.. i am in london breathing in dry cold air.. i sldn't be complaining at all should i? hahaa yeah... that's abt as much as i want to say. till my next blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-116011568969259023?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33193976.post-115994419204005402</id><published>2006-10-04T07:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T07:43:12.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshers Fair</title><content type='html'>today is freshers fair.. in which there is a war going on in between the clubs as they vye to get as many freshers to join them as possible..there are some pretty cool clubs like IC racing, wakeboarding ( god knows how they wakeboard in this weather) go karting, riding, gliding ( in which u sit in this small little winged thing and fly around without motor or wateva)&lt;br /&gt;and some outrageous one in which they drink.. yes alcohol.. the people look intoxicated inside.. so i guess they are really hardcore.. there is also a daidee club and a mahjong club to join.. pretty interesting i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end i settled and joined the ultimate frisbee club, pretty interesting i guess.. sounds good too.. so yeah.. why not? also joined arts soc for the discounts on tickets when i go watch plays.. and also singsoc where all the singaporeans congregate. yup.. pretty decent i thInk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot to mention having a first go at half boiled eggs in the morning.. the first egg was raw.. the second was ya kun standard.. hahaa i am damn good at this man.. well.. breakfast is always good.. easy to prepare .. at night i had a second go at the pasta after heeding advice from mum abt using rice cooker to cook the pasta.. it tastes pretty good! and i am glad i ate that... have a few other side dishes too.. all taste good too! hahaa yUp.. till my next blog then.. maths test tml.. sucks.. what is the world coming to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115994419204005402?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-33193976.post-115985866324785238</id><published>2006-10-03T07:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:57:43.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshers registration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021006.. registration for freshers at sherfield... it started at 9.15 with a talk for freshers at the great hall.. which i was late for becoz i was waiting for two guys downstairs and who were in the talk alr.. anyway.. everything proceeded quite smoothly for registration.. not all that fast but at least my day ended at around 4pm.. wanted to meet wesley for dinner but he wasn't free ydae.. so have to postpone it.. oh well.. anyway.. so i took a walk around the neighbourhood in the free time to explore and to get some things done... i re-explored high street kensington, went to the science museum first storey andgot a prepaid card and some groceries for dinner ydae..&lt;br /&gt;my cooking seriously sucks big time.. luckily i didn't take a photo of the pasta i made.. becoz i was so hungry.. i didn't bother to wait for the pasta to soften.. i sampled one and i tot i can bear with it.. oh what a big mistake it was... to endure a whole plate worth of al dante pasta is too much to  bear.. hahaa anyway i had dinner and that's it.. another day gone..  arg i forgot to mention again.. i met my tutor too.. he's a brilliant guy.. but he got a speech problem.. i guess all the intellects got their shortcomings.. yUp till tomorrow!!! i love miranda!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115985866324785238?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115985866324785238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115985866324785238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985866324785238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985866324785238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/freshers-registration.html' title='Freshers registration'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115985799995877828</id><published>2006-10-03T07:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:46:39.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day.. finally dragged my luggage all the way from cromwell road to kenway road.. my apartment is 56A.. oh well.. it wasn't as hard as i expected but nevertheless i was sweating like mad by the time i actually reached here..Livia my flatmate was at home and i gotten my keys.. guess this is gonna be my place to live in for the next 10 mths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after putting my luggage down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i proceeded on to imperial for a walkabout conducted by the seniors.. walked down high street kensington and visited argos where i purchased a duvet and a pillow.. thank god i got these.. if not i will just maybe freeze during the night and become a frozen lip in the morning.. yup.. simple day.. but i miss home.. really miss home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the third day, also shown on the collage above.. early morning after chatting with darling and an initial round of breakfast of slices of bread and blueberry jam.. i went to beit hall and joined benjamin for a bus tour around london, checked out places like the london tower( which is not a tower at all or rather a fortified castle with a grass moat) and the london eye.. pretty neat .. it is now that i truly felt that i am in london, cromwell street with hotels like marr&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;iot and holiday inn just cannot arouse my interest as i almost see them everyday in singapore.. i am excited and i wanna explore.. ok... after the bus tour.. went back to school for a freshers fair which was pretty crap except for the food which they provided... proceeded to ikea after that... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;took a tube down to green park and then changed to jubilee line to neasden.. pretty neat place to be at.. very residential.. we were supposed to go to the ikea there.. it is humongus.. and everything is pretty cool too.. not to mention the price... well i noticed something.. mini coopers and ferraris seem to be a norm here in london.. are they really that rich?? hahaaa anyway i got a laundry basket and a duvet plus pillow cover bowl and plates.. at ikea i cannot find any decent bowls.. all of them are damn small.. wonder if they ever use a big bowl at all man..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till my next blog.. i am enjoying life! woohoO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115985799995877828?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115985799995877828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115985799995877828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985799995877828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985799995877828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/second-day.html' title='Second day'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115985680367450621</id><published>2006-10-03T07:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:27:26.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Touchdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="423" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/collage1.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touchdown.. half an hour before i actually walked down from the plane.. i already told myself.. this is going to be a new chapter in life.. and i am gonna embrace it with open arms.. be ready for anything coming.. yup.. i look forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;routine checks at the airport.. ya da ya da.. followed by us lugging all our luggages onto the tube.. it is pretty good.. except for the fact that the door closes without warning and there is no TUTUTUTUTU, it is as good as the singapore MRT, well a short trip to gloucester station where we alighted and proceeded to cromwell road to spend the first night.. as we don't have any accomodation for the first day itself.. we will proceed to our individual apartments on the second day.. yup.. oh well.. the cromwell apartment was good enough... cosy and not overly small.. i guess that can be put into consideration when searching for apartment next year.. oh i almost forgot to mention, the first dinner here i ate was beef hor fun.. the seniors wanted some chinese food so i guess i have to go along.. it costs 7 pounds here.. 5.50 for the horfun, 1 for the tea and 50 pence for service.. oh well.. that is 21 sing dollars for a dinner that consists of diluted tea, kway tiao fried wif a lot of oil and beansprouts and onions.. pretty ex if u ask me.... haha that about summarises the first day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115985680367450621?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115985680367450621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115985680367450621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985680367450621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115985680367450621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/touchdown.html' title='Touchdown'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115968783029979690</id><published>2006-10-01T08:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:21:58.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going through the gate... feelings are mixed beyond measure.. u want to cry but not sad enough, you want to laugh but not happy enough, want to be excited.. but too uncertain to get excited... what lies ahead only time knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well first flight from singapore to dubai was pleasant enough, late night in sg so most of the time i sleep.. felt refreshed after 7 hrs of sleep. enough to make me feel good upon reaching dubai..i am so glad that the 6 of us travelled together, william, ziyang, xiufang, ben and fengyi.. u guys were great.. thanks man.. i can tell u how much i appreciate you guys being there.. made me feel&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 138px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a whole load better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai was a pleasant airport to be at.. except for the fact that i have to lug around a handcarry which weighs around 15 kg.. everything was ok i guess.. desperately trying in the airport to tap on their wireless networks, at least i managed to drop a few sms-es back to singapore to keep&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/IMG_1135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone updated.. esp my darling sunshine.. haha after around 5 hrs transit, we boarded the plane from dubai to heathrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plane i couldn't sleep.. the rest simply concussed without a second thought... hahaa well i guess i was the only one who slept from singapore to dubai.. maybe that's why.. and it is singapore afternoon time.. how the hell can i sleep man.. hahaa well.. i would rate emirates flight as pretty satisfactory.. the food is alright.. but it just keep coming .. feel bloated throughout the whole journey.. haaa not a bad flight at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. touched down at heathrow already.. collected our baggage... went thru the usual screening.. fengyi lost his luggage... darn.. well i guess it is alright now.. and.. london beckons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/IMG_1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/IMG_1137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/IMG_1133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 376px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/IMG_1133.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115968783029979690?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115968783029979690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115968783029979690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115968783029979690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115968783029979690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-flight.html' title='On the flight'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115959222028016444</id><published>2006-09-30T05:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T06:13:42.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day.. Leaving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 224px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has arrived... 28th sept.. another day of going around to say goodbye.. it is so easy to take everyone for granted and not really cherish them when they are around you.. but it is just so hard to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my grandma bought me one whole duck to let me feast before i actually leave.. i deeply appreciate that from my heart.. but my stomach did it's violent objections... haha yup.. today  the time really flies.. u sit down and talk.. and before u know it.. 15 mins passed.. followed by 30.. then an hr.. so.. pacing around.. trying to think what i have not packed in.. what people i haven't bide farewell to.. time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 273px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. time comes.. lugging along my 50 kg luggages.. sitting behind in the compartment with miran, sis and mum.. 3 ladies of utmost importance in my life.. suddenly.. miran started crying.. and sis too.. followed by mum.. gosh.. my heart broke then.. wanted to cry too.. but i told myself to be strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the airport..checking in was a bitch.. STA screwed most of us up.. in the register it only said 30kg.. but we were all promised 40kg.. and maybe a bit of allowance.. but anyway after a bit of repacking.. all of us managed to check in.. my friends came one after another.. and i thought to myself ' this is gonna be hard'.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chatting and mingling around with the different groups.. finally the t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ime has arrived.. 0100hrs... as i make my way to the gate.. with miran beside me.. holding my hand.. i feel my hands not wanting to let go.. one last round of farewells.. i hugged everyone who came to send me..at first it was easy.. but after around 10 people.. tears start to well up.. and finally i broke down when i reached the BMT brothers.. totally lost it when i reach family and lastly miran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really not easy at all... to say goodbye to your love ones.. and to proceed to a place where u know that it is not as comfortable as before... the uncertainty overwhelms me.. a lot of mixed feelings after i stepped into the gate.. surprisingly my tears stopped as soon as i walked in... that's good i guess.. i keep thinking of miran.. of the many good times we spent together.. my family... the many loving moments.. the many moments that i won't share with them for the time being...yes.. it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 226px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway .. once on the plane.. tiredness overwhelmed me.. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 212px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115959222028016444?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115959222028016444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115959222028016444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115959222028016444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115959222028016444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/d-day-leaving-day.html' title='D-Day.. Leaving Day'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115958917651961210</id><published>2006-09-30T04:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T05:39:39.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>before leaving..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/mindcafe%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/mindcafe%20033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog came late, but i just couldn't bring myself to type out my feelings at the point of time.. now that i am in london already, there is this feeling to pen down my feelings before i leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the past few days had been pretty hectic, with loads of rushing packing and calling overseas to be done.. pretty memorable time.. with my personal assistant miranda helping me, i guess most of the things were a breeze.. and my luggage was huge.. seriously huge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings wise, i guess during this time.. i just couldn't bring myself to get excited or something, there is this deep sense of uncertainty that bugs me everytime i wanna have fun or something.. it is this sense of guilt that nibbles at your consciousness owing to the fact that i am not doing what i can to guarantee more security in London itself and shirking away this responsibility to do it.. well now that i am in london already, i have no regrets making the best of my time back in sg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. a chronograph of what actually took place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday : loads of packing and purchasing to be done.. the fedex guy came too..&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday : more packing to be done.. went out to meet huihuang, weiliet in the afternoon for a round of damn nice oktoberfest beer, at night went down to carrefore to purchase a lot of wasabi green peas and mindcafe after for a night of fun&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday : doing the last bit of packing.. didn't go out until at night when i met gary and jx for supper.. oh.jx passed driving.. congrats man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one very memorable event that took place before i leave was definitely meeting up with my BMT brothers, we met up at mindcafe.. well this short meetup took a bit of momentum to build up.. at first it was slow with us deciding what to eat and what to play.. but once the kick sets in and everyone is more or less inclined to play the games... that's where the fun begins.. oh well.. we were all crazy and had so much fun back in camp.. so it wasn't hard at all to get everyone excited.. hahaa thanks guys, i miss that night so much.. 2 CARDS!!!! miss you guys man seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thanks to jiexiang, gary, weiliet and huihuang for taking time off their busy schedules to meetup too!! take guys, miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/mindcafe%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 358px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/mindcafe%20024.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/Copy%20of%20mindcafe%20047.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 342px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/Copy%20of%20mindcafe%20047.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/mindcafe%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/mindcafe%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/Copy%20of%20mindcafe%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/Copy%20of%20mindcafe%20001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115958917651961210?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115958917651961210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115958917651961210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115958917651961210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115958917651961210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/before-leaving.html' title='before leaving..'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115830756639372112</id><published>2006-09-15T08:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:06:06.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>150906</title><content type='html'>sitting in brewerkz now, drinking a pint of extra IPA, satiated feelings after a round of suicide level buffalo wings and some mussels.. life is good.. very very good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting down here, staring at the rain that had been there for the whole afternoon.. i wonder how much i will miss singapore weather when i am gone.. colin and guofeng left me to pursue their own adventures.. but at least we had lunch together.. well.. that's life isn't it? guy friends will only leave each other for other girls.. bloody girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i will be meeting bro to watch the charity show at expo.. hope it will be nice.. ok enough blogging.. time to drink my IPA and get drunk.. HAHA the time is 4pm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115830756639372112?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115830756639372112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115830756639372112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115830756639372112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115830756639372112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/150906.html' title='150906'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115825131115787393</id><published>2006-09-14T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:28:31.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks</title><content type='html'>2 more weeks and i will be leaving this sunny island singapore or whatever the authorities are trying to remake it into nowadays.. i shall say my life been pretty revolving around love and family nowadays.. and i am proud to acclaim i striked a balance in both of it.. anyway.. i cannot satisfy too many people at once can't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings now.. tired.. apprehensive.. poignant.. nahh.. none of these, i got so many things on my mind i can't be bothered with my own feelings.. talk about neglecting one's mental well-being! anyway.. i discovered, people always say the person leaving has an easier life.. he won't be as sad.. i think otherwise.. the person leaving has the tears, expectations, hopes of the many many people he is leaving on his shoulder when he is leaving.. how the hell is he supposed to feel happy..? i'm fine.. i'm fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 mths= 240 days= 5760 hrs= 345600 mins= 20736000 seconds&lt;br /&gt;is this time too long to comprehend? to grasp? that sld be around the length of time that i will be gone.. i will miss everyone, miss my family, miss bak chor mee, miss every single thing i can lay my eyes on in singapore, most impt i will miss miranda too.. i'll be back... (mimicks terminator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing is almost done.. admin.. i cannot believe imperial actually didn't process my application, i sent that out 3 fricking months ago.. anyway i will call them today.. and make sure they give me an answer.. a lot of things have been happening recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miran's birthday is coming up.. my brain juice almost got used up thinking of what to do for her.. since it is kinda like a last present before i leave.. better make it nice.. with that in mind... i will get her #Y*$*^&amp;*^#*$# (censored) .. haaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the frenz who came to my hse during my bday, cheers! and yeah man good luck! oh happy birthday to sebas xinyi ying ying and all the sept babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/new%20118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;appy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/400/100906%20024%20sebas%20bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115825131115787393?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115825131115787393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115825131115787393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115825131115787393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115825131115787393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-more-weeks.html' title='2 more weeks'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115813873442937741</id><published>2006-09-13T10:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:06:57.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging from The Cathay Starbucks</title><content type='html'>It had been quite some time since i last blog.. i guess it's not because i have no time.. but more of a fact i don't really have any energy to blog after a whole day out.. anyway i am at starbucks using their wireless connection to log on to the net and chatting away.. waiting for little men to screen at 5.30.. the time now is 5.06..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. little men was not bad.. and it was not good at all.. so it's nowhere anywhere! predictable plot with very good comedy actors, i guess this show pulled things off pretty well. it will be under my recommended shows for pure relaxation and non-expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115813873442937741?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115813873442937741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115813873442937741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115813873442937741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115813873442937741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogging-from-cathay-starbucks.html' title='Blogging from The Cathay Starbucks'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115721668153511726</id><published>2006-09-02T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:13:40.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Sept 020906</title><content type='html'>Rented She's The Man dvd and caught it with dear.. i can only s&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay, bimbo shows are healthy to watch once in a while.. definitely it relaxes your nerves.. but i still prefer snakes on a plane, the show rocks man.. no pretentious scenes to try to win oscars, just pure plain entertainment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time since a very long time, i went out wif my mum, bro and sis to shop for clothes, OG is having this annual sale so we decided to get our stuff there.. haaa it is shiok to finally spend parent's money, i haven't got my mum to spend money on me for a long time.. it feels quite good but i guess i shouldn't do it often.. yup, anyway all of us got what we wanted and went home happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up i went down to chan's house to attend &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her bday party.. this is the first party in the series of parties i am about to attend, there is sebastian's, xinyi's and wesley's party coming right up.. haha.. chan looks gorgeous tonight.. second time since prom that i see her all dolled up.. it's incredible how dressing up can do magic to girls..&lt;br /&gt;Party procession is normal, loads of catching up to do..eating tidbits, drinking syrups, checking out some friends that u may know but belongs to another group.. cut cake followed by going home.. i can say that her party was a success.. sumptous spread of food by the buffet table and all the dishes were delicious.. thanks for the great party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my forbidden fruits shirt.. cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you know that you will miss someone so much.. you just want to escape thinking about it.. the truth is.. what can only happen in the future.. stays in the future.. cherish what is happening right now.. don't lose a single moment of it, i don't wanna stop anything from happening, i want to live it to the fullest.. cheers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*If a man get to choose to be any day in a year.. don't ever choose 29th feb, he comes once every 4 years..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115721668153511726?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115721668153511726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115721668153511726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115721668153511726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115721668153511726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/09/2nd-sept-020906.html' title='2nd Sept 020906'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115704608936237862</id><published>2006-08-31T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:41:29.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me When September Ends</title><content type='html'>nostalgic night... hoobastank's the reason blaring on my radio speakers.. conversation with miran just ended.. emotions threathening to overwhelm me..&lt;br /&gt;memories of the past, of national service, of good friends, of family, of unfulfilled tasks, of miran all flashed through, a headache i am having..&lt;br /&gt;today is officially 1st sept, closer and closer i get to leaving this place i call home. last beach hut duty, last cco duty.. things i like doing, a new chapter in life.. some things i leave behind, some things i bring along.. when i think of all the happy memories that i have the past few years.. i can't help but smile, tears well up in my eyes.. i want to shelve this in my heart forever.. and ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now everything just seem like a dream.. day to day activity seems too fast to comprehend, things flash past without me knowing it.. i can feel miran's hands on mine at one moment, and the next thing i know i am at home sleeping and the night is gone followed by another day.. i wish time can stop.. now i have the sweetest times in my life pathed up in front of me... to aim to spend each and every day meaningfully and not waste much time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a while since i last blog, it is not because i am lazy or something, i just didn't have the time to do it. Anyway a short update.. i have been busy running around town opening bank account, paying for air tix and also getting stuff at comex.. admin stuff gets on my nerves big time... there are just so much to do and time is wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pack pack pack, i need to get a rice cooker, make specs, get webcam, get a luggage bag, pack my clothes, neccessities ..etc quite a hassle.. i am gonna do things one at a time.. it wears me out thinking how much stuff i gotta do.. i deeply appreciate anyone dropping me a message, meeting me specially to catch up and all, i won't ever forget u friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115704608936237862?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115704608936237862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115704608936237862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115704608936237862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115704608936237862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/wake-me-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake Me When September Ends'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115669155425906273</id><published>2006-08-27T15:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:43:00.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>27th aug - last day at beach hut</title><content type='html'>The Beach Hut.. a place of many memories.. working there for a last breakfast left me feeling nostalgic.. i will definitely miss the saigang involved in working there, the slack times in which i simply look at the sea and daydream, the nice ang mohs, compliments by cus&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tomers, different faces if people, after work skating, free gourmet coffee, vile concoctions of stuff and the friendships formed there. Though lowly paid, the vault of experiences and knowledge is invaluable, i served my first bottle of wine, this is crap but my first microwave experience was there too.. unreasonable customers u feel like strangling.. hahaa it is limitless.. throughly enjoyed working there.. looking back.. this working experience both at camp high achievers and beach hut... it is definitely going to accompany me long long into the future.. no time&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/miran1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/miran1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the future am i going to work for 5 bucks an hour, how to survive with that meagre pay next time? and i have a bond to serve.. east coast is where i first met miran too.. i was working in beach hut.. and she cycled past.. yeah.. things got better from then huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning orange group people came over and had breakfast over here, it started raining but luckily they had great seats that allowed them to enjoy the view and yet stay dry.. thanks guys and gals for specially coming down, san may and chong wei had to wake up at 630.. feel paiseh man, but hope they enjoyed themselves.. coz i really did enjoy this last breakfast duty.. all the best to beach hut and everyone of the staff working inside.. au revoir beach hutters of the past present and future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is miraculous how having someone who loves you in your life can make such a big difference before and after.. i can feel myself slowing changing nad moving on to another stage in life.. i guess i am still raw at certain areas of handling relationships, but yet i was brought to places i never knew existed.. miran rekindled my last hope towards having a fulfilling relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. this is damn gay, i am feeling sentimental in the middle of the night.. either i am damn horny or i am sleepy.. darn.. till next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it takes forever to get someone to love you and a moment to lose*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115669155425906273?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115669155425906273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115669155425906273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115669155425906273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115669155425906273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/27th-aug-last-day-at-beach-hut.html' title='27th aug - last day at beach hut'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115668998488527099</id><published>2006-08-27T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:46:24.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>26th aug - new watch!</title><content type='html'>after a long and arduous journey of city chain hopping for 2 days, finally found a watch that both me and dear agreed and think looks good on me.. somehow it looks quite alike her watch, it is kinda like a couple watch so there wasn't any violent disagreements.. i really gotta thank everyone hwo contributed to the cash voucher.. without i most prob can't get a watch so smoothly.. they firstly help me choose a place to get (city chain) and also allowed me to get it within a comfortable budget.. thanks miran!&lt;br /&gt;anyway it is an adidas watch name called heritage.. it just suits me.. so no questions raised..apparently according to the girls my appearance improved once i doned the watch on, i didn't really understand then.. nor do i understand now, i just felt good to have something to look at time at on my hand.. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, we headed down to attend sharon's birthday party.. it is amazing how fast everyone has grown.. 21 we have all become...i still cannot fully comprehend this truth..anyway, the party went well and the cake was worth mentioning.. it is delicious.. tasted like one super big ferrero rocher.. met some old friends there and yeah.. sharon has a one of a kind condominium.. very nice place. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day :&lt;br /&gt;* if only our inner voice can be as convincing as voices of others *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are always searching for our inner voice.. but how dear do we actually hold it to our heart when we hear it? how much are we convinced by it... i believe what we tell ourself is more important than what other people have to say.. of course lessons can be learnt from others.. yet.. our lives are ours to live.. let's take a moment and listen to our inner voice... let it guide us and hold true to it.. coz if u can't trust yourself.. u can trust no one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115668998488527099?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115668998488527099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115668998488527099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115668998488527099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115668998488527099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/26th-aug-new-watch.html' title='26th aug - new watch!'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115652918243667725</id><published>2006-08-25T18:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T19:06:22.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>24th Aug</title><content type='html'>A normal day has passed... this leaves me wondering.. is a normal day more memorable.. or is a special day more impt.. regarding that i will be leaving soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around town has always been part of usual pa-tuoing rituals since getting attached, feeling of walking around aimlessly with a girlfriend is definitely enjoyable, believe it or not. Shopped around for Jx's and sharon's present and luckily miran got good taste and foresight, we manage to get it in good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle note to myself.. i gotta do my packing and purchasing of items pretty soon.. i'm not feeling good procrastinating all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ if you may.. do something that you enjoy&lt;br /&gt;  if you could.. do something for others&lt;br /&gt;  if you must.. do something for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i feel right now.. just before leaving.. with the short time that i have left.. there should be some priority on how i am spending my time..  ok.. number 1 rule.. i guess no more clubbing for me from now on.. total waste of time and no catching up with friends involved at all.. pubbing ok.. how can i ever give up my favourite brewerkz man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do it for someone.. and that someone will be none other than miran.. i will definitely set off to spend quality time together.. the blog is a testament to how i feel about this relationship.. no regrets at all.. miran you brought me to uncharted territories in my heart ever since u entered my life.. u left imprints deep in my heart.. there had been no one who entered my thoughts so often .. this relationship i will never give up.. fight on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is definitely so much easier to leave... however the ease of leaving of devouring me inside out.. the amount of hurt i can cause to people around me.. i can only imagine.. a major part of me&lt;br /&gt;feels a longing down here.. yet.. i know i have to go.. i want to go too.. yes.. suffer now.. enjoy later! a tough decision to make but yet fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of sad stories that make tears flow like flushing toilet.. what more can i hope for.. i got a girlfriend worthy to be called a gift from heaven, a loving supportive family, a great bunch of good frenz.. i really have no room left to grieve.. leaving all these people may hurt.. but i do know one thing.. my mind is set on maintaining all relationships i have.. no matter where i am or what they are doing.. and i am staunch on decisions.. looking at it this way.. i feel much better.. trust i what i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a superb daY.. gonna get a watch first, finally i get to see something decent other than a suntan on my hand.. and head down to sharon's bday party, that hobbit is finally turning 21! hahaa in the event that she really does visit my blog and see this comment, i just pray she is maganimous enough to forgive me coz she does have the biggest heart i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rather than giving a little for many, why not give all for someone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115652918243667725?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115652918243667725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115652918243667725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115652918243667725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115652918243667725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/24th-aug.html' title='24th Aug'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115640298407573116</id><published>2006-08-24T06:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T08:03:04.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd Aug 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... a narrated story of what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4pm: met dear at city hall mrt station.. went to tcc to get our daily caffeine boost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5.30pm: took a cab down to grand corpthone hotel (supposed to be a secret location until someone couldn't take me to the location on time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6.00pm : announcement of my bday to hotel staff and commencement of a sumptous buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7.30pm : present given to me by hotel staff, a golden box nicely decorated with a green ribbon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.00pm : left grand corpthone hotel with 100% filled bellies and a nice walk down zion road to take 195 heading to clarke quay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.40pm : reached clarke quay and enter Brewerkz, saw junxian, nikkole, zhijian, sebas, guofeng, colin and the whole gin gang down there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.45pm : birthday song was sang and candle was lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.50pm - onwards... : thank you speeches was exchanged, hugs and kisses ( to miran only) fly around, beer was drunk, and lip en starts getting tipsy.. and so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i was happy with just expecting a simple birthday affair with dear for my 21st.. i was happy enough eating at grand corpthone, chilling out at a bar afterwards and all.. but the surprise at brewerkz left me choked with emotions.. the fulfilling sense of brotherhood, the love and consideration from miranda, the thoughtfullness of it all touched the inner trenches of my heart.. i felt that my existance has proven its worth somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A many thanks and gratitude to miran for organising this meetup for me.. i just cannot thank her enough.. ask her and u know how many times i said thaNKS.. haha well.. not to mention her only.. the rest of the people who came down.. colin, guofeng, ervin, junxian, nikkole, sebas, kelvin, michael, alvin, zhijian thank you so much for taking the effort to come down.. and trying to get me drunk.. much to your delightment, u guys succeeded.. i'm now typing this blog with a slight headache throbbing at the back of my head.. this had been the best birthday i had in my life..loads of love for you.. my darling... you are truly one and only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after la liang-ing a while at miran's house after i sent her home.. i took a cab down and proceeded to the airport to send kaijian off.. it was quite a sad affair.. kaijian teared towards the end... it only serves as a starking reminder of how i will feel when i am going next month.. will i tear.. will i cry? i really don't know.. however my excitement on heading on to a new environment is keeping me going on.. as the days go by... i get an impending sense of loss.. i can't seem to keep myself hyper and enthu as much as i can last time.. this isn't me.... something gotta be done.. and friends.. i am gonna miss u guys damn a lot.. i truly mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/1600/new%20205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/36/3641/320/new%20205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*time and tide waits for no man*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115640298407573116?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115640298407573116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115640298407573116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115640298407573116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115640298407573116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/23rd-aug-2006.html' title='23rd Aug 2006'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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-33193976.post-115630279584343476</id><published>2006-08-23T04:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T04:13:15.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>ok.. i think i am one of the endangered species on this planet who haven't started a blog yet.. so here goes.. this is my very first blog.. meant to be used by myself to keep as a journal as well as to let people here in Singapore keep track of how i am and what i am doing throughout my stay in London.. it is extremely irritating if u gotta repeat your happenings a few times a day when u go online, be it webcam or simply msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. so this is my very first post.. and today is 23/08/85.. officially i turn 21 today.. maybe i should catch a RA movie first? there are just a few more possibilities opened up... yup.. got a huge surprise when i reached home.. dear miran gave me a birthday message whom she tasked my sis to put under my pillow in the morning... i was really touched when i read it.. but as usual, i have no tears to spare.. i wonder if my tear glands are seriously there sometimes.. anyway back to the present.. ya.. she promised a great birthday date ahead too. i am seriously looking forward to it.. despite my numerous probing and interrogation skills, she can't seem to budge and give me the answer as to where we are going.. clues are : there is water, and it is outdoors.. so.. maybe it is macritchie reservoir? hahaa i shall see.. anyway i really appreciate all the presents given to me during my celebration on 20th.. it was very very nice to see all my old friends around, these are the people i really want to be in touch with next time.. of course there are other people i want to be in touch with but i can't possibly invite all.. so.. cheers to this friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33193976-115630279584343476?l=lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/feeds/115630279584343476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33193976&amp;postID=115630279584343476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115630279584343476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33193976/posts/default/115630279584343476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipenfeelslikeblogging.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Lip En</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05242686344040793604</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></feed>
