<?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-2193957547149079593</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:05:43.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couleurs de la vie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-2621563312903846854</id><published>2010-07-19T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:52:51.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when you watch to much movies?</title><content type='html'>Its funny how things turn out in life.. I say this because I have come to realise something of me recently. Nothing pettrifying , just something to ponder on. Just as every young adult experience, the stepping into the world is an excitement. Touching the prohibited, going against all rules give every rebel the excitement that tingles the blood in those veins, well, including mine.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this love for some fresh and new died away when you realise this is all just a fantasy.. .. realising that your mind has been infested by the demonic and poison of modern TV programmes/ dramas/ love stories.. Is life said to be as it is as depicted by those beautiful actors and actresses.. or was it all a scam after all? You tell me cause my logic tells me they are simply feeding the dull and boring minds of cowards.. but,on the other hand, my emotion says they are all real, after all, we can only do what we have seen , we can only act what we have learnt.. having said that, the contrary sets in cause then only would such fantasy come to life when people watch them and act upon them..&lt;br /&gt;SO, after all the 'figuring out', I still have yet to find my answer..... I supposed it is similar to some one out there, to have your brain cluttered with questions , which every day, you  attempt to answer.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-2621563312903846854?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/2621563312903846854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=2621563312903846854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2621563312903846854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2621563312903846854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-happens-when-you-watch-to-much.html' title='What happens when you watch to much movies?'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-6859960931520798099</id><published>2010-05-05T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T03:37:49.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>Why oh why&lt;br /&gt;is my life so dry&lt;br /&gt;not that i never tried&lt;br /&gt;to make it as sweet as a pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just that ,so happens&lt;br /&gt;my life is filled with assignments&lt;br /&gt;every minute, every second&lt;br /&gt;working towards completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when it rhymes&lt;br /&gt;as though everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it is as sour as lime&lt;br /&gt;argh, but never mind&lt;br /&gt;one day , they will smell like honey and thyme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-6859960931520798099?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/6859960931520798099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=6859960931520798099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6859960931520798099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6859960931520798099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/05/life_05.html' title='life'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-1747128810029990023</id><published>2010-05-01T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:02:53.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Life is too short&lt;br /&gt;Dont fill it with pettiness&lt;br /&gt;and insistence on personal preference&lt;br /&gt;Live it tto he fullest&lt;br /&gt;so that when you are all old and wringly,&lt;br /&gt;you can look back without any sense of regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-1747128810029990023?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/1747128810029990023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=1747128810029990023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1747128810029990023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1747128810029990023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-5024530769389812134</id><published>2010-05-01T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:18:31.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOur heart</title><content type='html'>Lost&lt;br /&gt;is the heart of someone&lt;br /&gt;for not knowing what may the truth reveal&lt;br /&gt;it is only natural to fear and anticipate the best outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;is the heart of someone&lt;br /&gt;so much so that it tickles your soul&lt;br /&gt;and punctured your heart&lt;br /&gt;as though you can reach the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred&lt;br /&gt;is the heart of someone&lt;br /&gt;carrying grudges every minute every second&lt;br /&gt;so burdensome and tired that you fall apart&lt;br /&gt;at the very end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions&lt;br /&gt;are wonderful;&lt;br /&gt;not knowing when will they arrive&lt;br /&gt;it is a mystery which lies within our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ps&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;nor it sounds fine&lt;br /&gt;but it is a matter of truth&lt;br /&gt;to awaken those feelings in aloof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-5024530769389812134?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/5024530769389812134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=5024530769389812134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5024530769389812134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5024530769389812134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/05/your-heart.html' title='YOur heart'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-2458907288705346290</id><published>2010-04-24T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:20:28.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive and Forget</title><content type='html'>As simple as the phrase may sound&lt;br /&gt;yet it takes a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;for us to reach there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wonderful as the end may seems&lt;br /&gt;yet we still hesitate so much to make a move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As beautiful as the words are said and written&lt;br /&gt;in the bible,&lt;br /&gt;in self help books,&lt;br /&gt;in my memory with friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;it seems at times,&lt;br /&gt;it never got to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have my heart turn old&lt;br /&gt;Have my heart turn cold&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder and ponder&lt;br /&gt;hoping a solution will come to me&lt;br /&gt;a fire&lt;br /&gt;a lighting&lt;br /&gt;anything at all&lt;br /&gt;that would struck my heart so forcefully&lt;br /&gt;till there is only a rush in me&lt;br /&gt;to see things in a new perspective&lt;br /&gt;to live a life of freedom&lt;br /&gt;to carry a heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget, my friends&lt;br /&gt;is an arduous journey for me&lt;br /&gt;but, I will try my best for&lt;br /&gt;I am in need of a search&lt;br /&gt;for what has been forsaken&lt;br /&gt;for something that was once precious to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-2458907288705346290?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/2458907288705346290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-1920487309656205002</id><published>2010-04-22T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:04:27.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words beyond sight</title><content type='html'>Picture speaks a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;Words which are so powerful,&lt;br /&gt;that they penetrate your soul&lt;br /&gt;So deep and beyond&lt;br /&gt;that it hits the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in contact,&lt;br /&gt;a relationship is generated,&lt;br /&gt;a connection is initiated,&lt;br /&gt;a revelation is exposed,&lt;br /&gt;all emotions flow through our veins&lt;br /&gt;But, this time pouring out like a river,&lt;br /&gt;as though there is no end to it.&lt;br /&gt;no longer hidden,&lt;br /&gt;no longer holding back,&lt;br /&gt;Just me and who I am,&lt;br /&gt;without the mask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-1920487309656205002?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/1920487309656205002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=1920487309656205002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1920487309656205002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1920487309656205002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-beyond-sight.html' title='Words beyond sight'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-8026772025573128826</id><published>2010-04-12T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:19:15.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing out</title><content type='html'>Time simply don't wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;It's flight is beyond our human control&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly, it flew a mile unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this sort of feeling&lt;br /&gt;Missing out on the moment&lt;br /&gt;not being there when I should have&lt;br /&gt;worst of all,&lt;br /&gt;there was no reason for the excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to go wrong now&lt;br /&gt;not picking up myself&lt;br /&gt;when I should have .&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... i need to gather my spirit&lt;br /&gt;and self encourage&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i 'll lose to time again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-8026772025573128826?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/8026772025573128826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=8026772025573128826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/8026772025573128826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/8026772025573128826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/04/missing-out.html' title='Missing out'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-4480461681427243489</id><published>2010-04-10T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:45:13.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>This week was an awesome week, i got to know God more than I ever before. Without any expectations, I went for Planet Shakers Conference 20TEN and it was a decision I would never regret. If I am used to be who I am , I would perhaps hesitate and recheck my schedule over and over again to see... if I have a time slot. But NO ! not this time..It was amazing,original and more importantly, it shifted my perspective about certain things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been very outspoken, and sometimes, having not processed my words through my brain or filter it in my mouth, words spoken may sometime hurt others. However, this problem spoke to me lately and I have thought alot about it and about judging others...I realised that I was in fact not as good as I perceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a lot of things which goes about one's mind and heart that you fail to seek on the surface. Having encounter a similar situation with a new friend, I definitely fully comprehend the impact and realised how everyone is not what they seem on the outside. IN this case, i meant only the good way. A person may seem quiet and expressionless most of the time, but in their minds, you would be amazing to find out the amount of thoughts that run through, the things which goes about in their lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply amazing to have known some one like that but ... at times, I can't help feeling small and useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-4480461681427243489?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/4480461681427243489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=4480461681427243489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4480461681427243489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4480461681427243489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/04/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-5884527056850157018</id><published>2010-04-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:24:36.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotional/ Eternal flame</title><content type='html'>The beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;The provider and the Saviour&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we declare your mighty power&lt;br /&gt;your glorious name over us,&lt;br /&gt;over this great nation,&lt;br /&gt;over the motherland,&lt;br /&gt;for you have died for our sins at the cross,&lt;br /&gt;without an utter of hesitation,&lt;br /&gt;despite our imperfectness,&lt;br /&gt;the atrociousness of our behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all heavenly things you have done,&lt;br /&gt;all miracles and healings performed,&lt;br /&gt;all lives which you have saved,&lt;br /&gt;we praise you Lord,&lt;br /&gt;with all our hearts ,&lt;br /&gt;with everything that I am,&lt;br /&gt;from this moment onwards&lt;br /&gt;to eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-5884527056850157018?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-792583778569734436</id><published>2010-04-05T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:08:17.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling nutty, crazy =)</title><content type='html'>Aint in the mood to work at all&lt;br /&gt;This feeling seems very familiar&lt;br /&gt;as though it has had been embedded in my physic&lt;br /&gt;If I had done otherwise&lt;br /&gt;I probably will be tearing now&lt;br /&gt;For procrastinating and stalling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet even if I did it right&lt;br /&gt;I'm still unsatisfied&lt;br /&gt;for there is room for improvement&lt;br /&gt;for efficiency&lt;br /&gt;for perhaps,  growth.&lt;br /&gt;Argh... all I am feeling now is  SHITty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why and don't know how come?&lt;br /&gt;I think its just Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-792583778569734436?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/792583778569734436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=792583778569734436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/792583778569734436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/792583778569734436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/04/feeling-nutty-crazy.html' title='Feeling nutty, crazy =)'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-192093287214373147</id><published>2010-03-28T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T06:37:05.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/365:Reflection</title><content type='html'>Little did I know that the world was enormous&lt;br /&gt;Greater encounters and suffering were out there&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the horizon, un grasp and unknown&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the ignorance in me self pity&lt;br /&gt;Unaware and oblivious of my surrounding&lt;br /&gt;Inconsiderate of friends and family&lt;br /&gt;The thought of this , disgust me&lt;br /&gt;questioning my own morale&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself - Wake up for your not the worst!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-192093287214373147?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/192093287214373147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=192093287214373147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/192093287214373147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/192093287214373147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/03/3365reflection.html' title='3/365:Reflection'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-2653334476522449671</id><published>2010-03-18T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T05:43:33.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2/365: The Style " De Stijl"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the 1900s ,the dutch had a view on what art is supposed to be and it influenced their political and socio-cultural thinking.&lt;br /&gt;In this epoch, what do you think future would be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be like in the movies " 5th element" , " star wars" by natalie portman ?&lt;br /&gt;Or would we return to stone age where machinery have yet to exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This influence me to think about architecture.&lt;br /&gt;What would buildings look like in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Le Corbusier had his vision - PURISM.&lt;br /&gt;What about us? People living now?&lt;br /&gt;How do I envision our future city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-2653334476522449671?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/2653334476522449671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=2653334476522449671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2653334476522449671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2653334476522449671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/03/2365-style-de-stijl.html' title='2/365: The Style &quot; De Stijl&quot;'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-8800788725523667441</id><published>2010-03-17T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:07:07.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/365 :LOMOGraphy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/S6C2YKFLMII/AAAAAAAAAUA/FZHxWEc9di8/s1600-h/new-york-lomography-gallery-store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 537px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/S6C2YKFLMII/AAAAAAAAAUA/FZHxWEc9di8/s320/new-york-lomography-gallery-store.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449556075257475202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;DeAd BLog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Vow to upload once a day..=) Try my best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lomography - at the New york lomography open gallery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It says : The Future is Analog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Family/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-8800788725523667441?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/8800788725523667441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=8800788725523667441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/8800788725523667441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/8800788725523667441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2010/03/1365-lomography.html' title='1/365 :LOMOGraphy'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/S6C2YKFLMII/AAAAAAAAAUA/FZHxWEc9di8/s72-c/new-york-lomography-gallery-store.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-5876496274001359441</id><published>2009-05-30T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:52:18.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>Another semester is about to end and I couldn't help feeling it only seems like yesterday that the semester has just begun. Time really just before our eyes so quickly and before you know / realise, 6 months jus went down the drain and you start wondering - SO, what have I done this semester? Have I done anything meaningful at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions struck me when I handed in my final design assignment yesterday. Sleepless for days I thought I would feel a big relief but instead, such questions kept my mind active.&lt;br /&gt;I started felfecting what I have done this semester and realised I did a lot of stuff like Korean national NIght, Cafe and etc. Having done that, i suddenly realised that I no longer feel glorifed over the things which I have done during the semester. In fact, I used to think so high of cafe knowing that at least some money collected will be donated to society and pride myself over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure what have gotten into me  to feel so low anf guilty of doing all these events. All i could think of was.. SO, did I learn anything at the end of day?&lt;br /&gt;I mean I certainly have my fair share of experience but at the mean time, I couldn't help feeling guilty abput my studies and everthing else. All I am sayng is that I wish I have done / put in more effort in other things as well- may be taking a better care of myself , spending a bit more time with my friends and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that now, I think i should make a list of goals for the next semester so that may be instead of feeling all worked out and tired at the end of semester , I would reflect then knowing that I have done something with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-5876496274001359441?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/5876496274001359441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=5876496274001359441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5876496274001359441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5876496274001359441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflection.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-200351860305481607</id><published>2009-04-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:30:40.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN between</title><content type='html'>Have you ever put in a situation where you are practially choicesless?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt in between?&lt;br /&gt;the feeling not knowing who to choose, who to trust , who to help?&lt;br /&gt;BAAAHH!! I am so in between.&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do, i really am trying to make things a little better / or as best as I could.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was given a choice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-200351860305481607?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/200351860305481607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=200351860305481607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/200351860305481607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/200351860305481607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-between.html' title='IN between'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-4705565205282259737</id><published>2009-04-02T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:46:40.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DockLAnds !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0R-9t8I/AAAAAAAAATY/MQfiECPvPSc/s1600-h/P4025245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301269988784066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0R-9t8I/AAAAAAAAATY/MQfiECPvPSc/s320/P4025245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I took this!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh Man!! This is my first time out to have fun since I started first semester. Reflecting on that, I felt like i seriously needed a life and what a sad case I am but.... work has done a very good job from preventing it from happening. Anyway, yesterday was IH ball and we decided to skip the whole fancy scene of dressing up and putting up make up etc and opt for a good night out at a fancy restaurant. We initially wanted to go to 15 , a restaurant recently opened by Jamie Oliver in Melbourne but we were a little too ambitious as prior notice were needed to be given at least months ahead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit dissappointing initially as things were not going as planned but eventually, I thought I could always go there when my parents come over ...(meaning i dont have to pay with my own pocket $$$$ ... HAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of heading for 15, we went to Docklands and had a splendid dinner. Though I knew it was going to be expensive but I felt like I deserved a good break after weeks being busy with school work and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONe thing , though, I realised that I had been to Docklands for countless time and this is the first time ever I have actually eaten here. Man... i wonder what was I doing with all those visits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, we had to settle in and order our starters as well as main course. After that, we just wait..we waited and waited and tried vey hard to be patient but as predicted, we were generally very impatient people especially when we are waiting for TABEMONO.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I could possibly think of then , was to be A TRUE ASIAN - camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0ydCRYI/AAAAAAAAATw/Drl9vN4NWbw/s1600-h/P4025261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301278704846210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0ydCRYI/AAAAAAAAATw/Drl9vN4NWbw/s320/P4025261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to kill each other with the knife....&lt;br /&gt;I think we also took a 3 musketeers photo... will upload it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!!! Starters have arrived.. YUMMy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB00AjJ3I/AAAAAAAAATo/2ltLLK6s4nY/s1600-h/P4025250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301279122237298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB00AjJ3I/AAAAAAAAATo/2ltLLK6s4nY/s320/P4025250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calamari....&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a bit expensive for only 4 pieces of them but it was really fresh , so no complains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0inKYRI/AAAAAAAAATg/Zhw3D9VPDAc/s1600-h/P4025248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301274452353298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0inKYRI/AAAAAAAAATg/Zhw3D9VPDAc/s320/P4025248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OYSTERS!!!!! Man oh man!!! I loved them so much...&lt;br /&gt;They were from tasmania. Indulging in raw seafood just remind me of sashimi and raw tuna and salmon... I can't wait till i go back and my dad will BELANJA me.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB1Fz-4gI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HAfsokHqAHE/s1600-h/P4025265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320301283901366786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB1Fz-4gI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HAfsokHqAHE/s320/P4025265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly's main course: Whole baby snapper. The fish was really sweet and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-4705565205282259737?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/4705565205282259737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=4705565205282259737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4705565205282259737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4705565205282259737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/04/docklands.html' title='DockLAnds !!'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdWB0R-9t8I/AAAAAAAAATY/MQfiECPvPSc/s72-c/P4025245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-2957605743524961680</id><published>2009-04-01T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:51:25.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustainable Architecture.</title><content type='html'>My recent assignment was about creating a shelter for a BBQ site and a private area.Though it was only a mini exercise, i was really excited about it as I didn't have to build model for once in this semester. Everything was allowed to be done virtually and to me, i would rather much do that than building models because rendering consume less time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, before I continue to digress, my site was CERES community environment centre. A rather village-ish place designed and established by a group of people in the past to promote / encourage sustainable living in our modern society. In order to compliment their theme, everything there is practically eco friendly like organic plantations, solar panels everywhere, composite toilet and etc. Since the site was established with such a purpose , I decided that my design should share the theme to strengthen/ fortify its message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after some referencing here and there, I came up with an organic design to compliment the whole eco environment theme as well as the curvateous contours of the site. Though it was really interesting, creating it on Sketch Up seems to take ages longer than i have initially expected but it was not really an issue for me. Just saying it for the sake of saying it.. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Designing the shelter was really an enjoyable process because I had a funny encounter with a book titled DESIGN LIKE YOU GIVE A DAMN. The book mainly talks about using recycled items to create buildings and how by doing so, how many less privileged people across the less developed as well as developing countries have benefited from it. After reading it, I was astonished by the creativity and innovation the designers possessed and certainly, become more inspired to follow their examples. In fact, there was a lady who said that she decided one day that she wanted to help people and just packed everything and rode a motorcycle , closed her architectural practice and just went to help those people with her architectural skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure if I could be as bold as her, to be able to leave everything behind and just do charity work but we never know what will happen in future. But for now, I think I just keep to the conventional idea of getting a job when I graduate and who knows, if I am lucky enough, i will be fortunate enough to work and give charitable services simultaneously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of charity, I have recently discovered something about myself - I am getting really fond of charity as I grow older. I think the reason is because I have gradually come a realisation how fortunate I am and how I should not complain so much about the insufficiencies in life. If I want something, it only make more sense now to work for it than to rely entirely on my parents. What I feel is that by doing so, I feel more responsible for myself and not having to depend on other people all the time for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After such a long speech about fending for myself, I almost forgot about what I came to write about. SO basically, almost the entire structure is made of recycling items and the shapes not only compliment the contours of the site but also the vegetations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recycled materials used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;timber poles at site, used bicycle wheels, shipping pallets, surfing boards as roof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNxEyawqNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eBiGosnh-Es/s1600-h/poster+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319719911922116818" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNxEyawqNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eBiGosnh-Es/s320/poster+1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNwxHXKTpI/AAAAAAAAATA/D2Oz38yvdbk/s1600-h/poster+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNwxHXKTpI/AAAAAAAAATA/D2Oz38yvdbk/s1600-h/poster+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNwxHXKTpI/AAAAAAAAATA/D2Oz38yvdbk/s1600-h/poster+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNxESBSSWI/AAAAAAAAATI/K6siBIt_V_U/s1600-h/Poster2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319719903225334114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNxESBSSWI/AAAAAAAAATI/K6siBIt_V_U/s320/Poster2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNwxHXKTpI/AAAAAAAAATA/D2Oz38yvdbk/s1600-h/poster+1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-2957605743524961680?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/2957605743524961680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=2957605743524961680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2957605743524961680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2957605743524961680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/04/sustainable-architecture.html' title='Sustainable Architecture.'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SdNxEyawqNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eBiGosnh-Es/s72-c/poster+1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-2019331227208416276</id><published>2009-02-28T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:36:06.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2009</title><content type='html'>It's been close to 5 days since I arrived in Melbourne to commence my second year studies on Architecture. Everything in IH looks very much the same except the presence of freshers. Meeting them really made me thinking how fast time actually pass by as it was only a year ago I was in their shoes and now , I am their senior . It is amazing how people can be so caught up with their busy lives and not knowing that we are all actually ageing as every minute passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw them, I found myself thinking or may be more of self evaluating my emotions of being a 20 year old woman. That thought surprisingly gave me pleasure. I supposed being half adult would give you a new sense of maturity but with age, there is always responsibilities. So, I think that is probably the downside of ageing. Not the wrinkles nor the slowing metabolism rate but rather the responsibilities to be able to support oneself like work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am actually looking forward to work in the future in an architecture firm and given opportunities to create wonderful structures. Well. except, I wish there was another way around with the architect's crazy working hours. Yet , then again, like a friend has once said&lt;br /&gt;" Real Success is finding your lifework in the work you love"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         - David McCullough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-2019331227208416276?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/2019331227208416276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=2019331227208416276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2019331227208416276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/2019331227208416276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/02/year-2009.html' title='Year 2009'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-3674079538105437738</id><published>2009-01-04T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:26:12.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 in Siem Reap</title><content type='html'>The day started of with a visit to the fresh water lake - &lt;em&gt;Tonle Sap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;IN order to get there, we had to ride on bikes to reach their mini jetty/ harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKzt3sHdI/AAAAAAAAASg/ala9E3Cdgxc/s1600-h/PC114926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448952368274898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKzt3sHdI/AAAAAAAAASg/ala9E3Cdgxc/s320/PC114926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKzBaahmI/AAAAAAAAASY/74lXhisFau8/s1600-h/CIMG0592+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448940434327138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKzBaahmI/AAAAAAAAASY/74lXhisFau8/s320/CIMG0592+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken while riding on the bike.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Boat took us to Tonle Sap &amp;amp; the floating village&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;JOURNEY begins !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKyUOO54I/AAAAAAAAASQ/X9DQM9_sqSI/s1600-h/CIMG0604+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448928303638402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKyUOO54I/AAAAAAAAASQ/X9DQM9_sqSI/s320/CIMG0604+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKyL8taqI/AAAAAAAAASI/huqGro4QvJE/s1600-h/CIMG0629+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448926082656930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKyL8taqI/AAAAAAAAASI/huqGro4QvJE/s320/CIMG0629+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant owner cooking - no stove, just the traditional fire place.&lt;br /&gt;She made fried chicken with &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COKE &amp;amp; LEMONGRASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJHe9bqZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vOtEbE3uIpo/s1600-h/PC114947+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287447092939958674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJHe9bqZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/vOtEbE3uIpo/s320/PC114947+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJFk7pcpI/AAAAAAAAARo/Hu-9yTuZ0C4/s1600-h/PC114957+-+Copy+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287447060183347858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJFk7pcpI/AAAAAAAAARo/Hu-9yTuZ0C4/s320/PC114957+-+Copy+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJFRB6OYI/AAAAAAAAARg/qQ3W1A78M-c/s1600-h/PC114961+-+Copy+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287447054840904066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJFRB6OYI/AAAAAAAAARg/qQ3W1A78M-c/s320/PC114961+-+Copy+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKxVvmTYI/AAAAAAAAASA/OFBs6clD0z4/s1600-h/CIMG0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448911532150146" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKxVvmTYI/AAAAAAAAASA/OFBs6clD0z4/s320/CIMG0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJGbAAxdI/AAAAAAAAARw/5q6TMyT4Cv0/s1600-h/PC114949+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287447074697168338" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJGbAAxdI/AAAAAAAAARw/5q6TMyT4Cv0/s320/PC114949+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJE81miQI/AAAAAAAAARY/Pa9vm9hAEMI/s1600-h/PC114976+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287447049420572930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDJE81miQI/AAAAAAAAARY/Pa9vm9hAEMI/s320/PC114976+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the boat to the clearer part of the lake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFXWSnJkI/AAAAAAAAARA/O5Rj6dRZoWk/s1600-h/PC114998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287442967444268610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFXWSnJkI/AAAAAAAAARA/O5Rj6dRZoWk/s320/PC114998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFYUshaPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fe-yUY_owzU/s1600-h/PC114984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287442984195942642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFYUshaPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fe-yUY_owzU/s320/PC114984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Villagers recycled items&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFYLlGIDI/AAAAAAAAARI/q_cRFjaS-0U/s1600-h/PC114995+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287442981748875314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFYLlGIDI/AAAAAAAAARI/q_cRFjaS-0U/s320/PC114995+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Restaurant owner's daughter....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFXJMf6UI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/75kCcPlXm3E/s1600-h/PC115001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287442963928967490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDFXJMf6UI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/75kCcPlXm3E/s320/PC115001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis donating books.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-3674079538105437738?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/3674079538105437738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=3674079538105437738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/3674079538105437738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/3674079538105437738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-3-in-siem-reap.html' title='Day 3 in Siem Reap'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SWDKzt3sHdI/AAAAAAAAASg/ala9E3Cdgxc/s72-c/PC114926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-3266638474230707332</id><published>2009-01-03T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:37:07.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 Siem Reap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV808AX_IVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZBk2EH6lSVw/s1600-h/PC104914+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287002693053653330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV808AX_IVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZBk2EH6lSVw/s320/PC104914+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*This is my favourite pic so far =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day started of with English breakfast at the hotel. Food was good and I had my first taste of English Breakfast tea. I really liked it and thought it was a good change than the my usual BOH tea packet. May be I should get a packet from Twinings of London.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we headed for the temples. In order to save time travelling on the road, we began our journey with Bayon temple which is the heart of Angkor Thom city. One thing which I have learnt about Cambodian temples is they can be quite confusing in terms of religion because Angkor is of Hinduism but Bayon is in line with Buddhism .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8075ehTbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dd85gCXx7XY/s1600-h/PC104830+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287002691202010546" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8075ehTbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dd85gCXx7XY/s320/PC104830+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entrance of Bayon (Buddhism&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zv6lj6UI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YkKRDYjM2gs/s1600-h/PC104839+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001385829919042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zv6lj6UI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YkKRDYjM2gs/s320/PC104839+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Ruins of the temple. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zvqUI3iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/g2d268AAQGM/s1600-h/PC104848+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001381461876258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zvqUI3iI/AAAAAAAAAPo/g2d268AAQGM/s320/PC104848+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the Eygptiams - they carved their culture on to the wall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zvDcOoDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AZJ6DTaFEDk/s1600-h/PC104855+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001371026825266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zvDcOoDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AZJ6DTaFEDk/s320/PC104855+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;SIS - inspecting ^_^ SPot the serious look on her face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zuvISRfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wrOGSi_qGv4/s1600-h/PC104856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001365574469106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zuvISRfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wrOGSi_qGv4/s320/PC104856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Entering main temple - weather was splendid.&lt;br /&gt;Notice the smiley face there?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zubpD33I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VeDdyinEsVc/s1600-h/PC104858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001360343228274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8zubpD33I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VeDdyinEsVc/s320/PC104858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yEzEDj6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/jtVI-iPXrkM/s1600-h/PC104867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286999545564336034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yEzEDj6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/jtVI-iPXrkM/s320/PC104867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;EXIT&lt;/span&gt;  looks equally magestic as the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yEuYc7yI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UFgy-HyOUrU/s1600-h/PC104869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286999544307707682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yEuYc7yI/AAAAAAAAAPA/UFgy-HyOUrU/s320/PC104869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Royal Playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yDwjcr7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vaNbbn2ETzg/s1600-h/PC104875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286999527710830514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yDwjcr7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vaNbbn2ETzg/s320/PC104875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TA Prohm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yDADvl9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/MQ6LjkZZEE0/s1600-h/PC104880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286999514692949970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yDADvl9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/MQ6LjkZZEE0/s320/PC104880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;See how nature works it's magic!! - Banteay Kdei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is amazing to see how the roots are keeping the ancient temple from falling apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yCV4WmFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z3lmh4etydc/s1600-h/PC104887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286999503370885202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8yCV4WmFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z3lmh4etydc/s320/PC104887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A women temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Angkor Wat late afternoon. Apparently it is the best time to take picture before the sun sets as it has the most beautiful picturesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wP4FuEnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6UTibDA9lJU/s1600-h/PC104907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286997536868799090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wP4FuEnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6UTibDA9lJU/s320/PC104907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfortunately , this area was blocked for renovatin purposes, otherwise I would have try my luck on that steep stair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wPv9B3BI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zTvyTSmSmdE/s1600-h/PC104910+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286997534684863506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wPv9B3BI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zTvyTSmSmdE/s320/PC104910+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wPSq8-uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OMFgz-VgePc/s1600-h/PC104911+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286997526824418018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wPSq8-uI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OMFgz-VgePc/s320/PC104911+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wOxFcciI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zNvmfMMo-24/s1600-h/PC104913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286997517808726562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wOxFcciI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zNvmfMMo-24/s320/PC104913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good sis gone MAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Please be reminded this is not a DARLIE advertisment =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wOlAoi-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/OhnI0YNLotI/s1600-h/PC104915+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286997514567322594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8wOlAoi-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/OhnI0YNLotI/s320/PC104915+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be a good photographer. =)^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-3266638474230707332?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/3266638474230707332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=3266638474230707332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/3266638474230707332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/3266638474230707332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-2-siem-reap.html' title='Day 2 Siem Reap'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV808AX_IVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZBk2EH6lSVw/s72-c/PC104914+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-7699591517466434240</id><published>2009-01-02T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:00:44.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 in Siem Reap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8akcg_WyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9KwVUe0tQdM/s1600-h/PC094812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286973700988427042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8akcg_WyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9KwVUe0tQdM/s320/PC094812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Click" Caught you in deep thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X9BZsDcI/AAAAAAAAANw/Tvpq0T90exk/s1600-h/PC094822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286970824671890882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X9BZsDcI/AAAAAAAAANw/Tvpq0T90exk/s320/PC094822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I caught a red head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X8y2gBAI/AAAAAAAAANo/-D6AI92DksY/s1600-h/PC094816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286970820766204930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X8y2gBAI/AAAAAAAAANo/-D6AI92DksY/s320/PC094816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunset pic taken in an ancient temple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X79gyqiI/AAAAAAAAANY/8DfmVMMl-6s/s1600-h/PC094808+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286970806448073250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X79gyqiI/AAAAAAAAANY/8DfmVMMl-6s/s320/PC094808+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone awaits ... for sunset.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This holiday I was fortunate enough to visit Cambodia- the land in which Angkor Wat and thousands more of temples stand still on… and I must say I liked it a lot. In fact, I have recently discovered something about myself – I liked to travel to 3rd world countries despite their poor sanitation and services. I supposed this is because of the feeling of being blessed and very fortunate every time I witness the harshness of life and reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Siem Reap by AiR ASIA on a peaceful afternoon . Weather was good but the first thing that caught my attention upon my arrival was the architecture of the AIRPORT. STUNNINGLY TRADITIONAL…. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5JaGl0sUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/W2gjJivkNwQ/s1600-h/PC094731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286743725374222658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5JaGl0sUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/W2gjJivkNwQ/s200/PC094731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some photos and checked out the exchange rate at the local airport money changer. For your information, Cambodian currency is Riel but like their neighbouring countries Thailand and Vietnam, USD is widely used. The exchange rate would be 1100 riel = 1 USD. Other than that, the general thing we should know about Cambodia other than it’s famous ANGKOR WAT landmark, there is also the Khmer Rouge which was led by Pot Pot’s regime which resulted in the 1975 (I think ) massive human genocide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after collecting our luggage, we headed towards to our hotel. Even I was used to their culture of taking of shoes when you enter the house, the hotel was surprisingly quite cosy… (pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5Jasoqt-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vKmz8uzQ_yE/s1600-h/PC094735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286743735586699234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5Jasoqt-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vKmz8uzQ_yE/s200/PC094735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that, we had lunch. EATING. Food !!! We tried the local food and it was really delicious because the extensive usage of herbs . One thing I noticed about their food is that they don’t like to stir fry their vegetables like we do with Chinese BAK CHOI. They like to eat it raw with sauce made of herbs and spices. The ingredient which is extensively used by them, which I think I see them in every dish, is lemongrass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U6jBmEwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tpjSekG9zc4/s1600-h/PC094740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286967483623150338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U6jBmEwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tpjSekG9zc4/s320/PC094740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate for one hour plus. BY the time,we were done, I think I had just swallowed a buffalo. We were so full and because of that we thought a bit of mild exercise will do us some good and that would be SHOPPING. Time to Exercise the mouth and leg. ^_^ =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5Jce8RyGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iD5ok9XcL68/s1600-h/PC094748+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286743766270593122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV5Jce8RyGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iD5ok9XcL68/s200/PC094748+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U7FtEAOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/21bRSa1f3Nw/s1600-h/PC094752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286967492932272354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U7FtEAOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/21bRSa1f3Nw/s320/PC094752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sis mesmerised by the jewellery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U7VnUuYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/y9_vNBejAt8/s1600-h/PC094763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286967497203169666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U7VnUuYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/y9_vNBejAt8/s320/PC094763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X7Z_mM5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/nMYQP6IeV20/s1600-h/PC094791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286970796913603474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8X7Z_mM5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/nMYQP6IeV20/s320/PC094791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U8VbG7TI/AAAAAAAAANI/CcM1mf8Ry5A/s1600-h/PC094792+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286967514331802930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8U8VbG7TI/AAAAAAAAANI/CcM1mf8Ry5A/s320/PC094792+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the OLD Market and ended the day with a mild hike up the mountain to watch sunset in the ruins of an ancient temple . (PICture time)&lt;br /&gt;To be continued……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8AmBrAq9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Nykh4ulz4Uk/s1600-h/PC094805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286945140840115154" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8AmBrAq9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/Nykh4ulz4Uk/s400/PC094805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunset &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-7699591517466434240?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/7699591517466434240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=7699591517466434240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7699591517466434240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7699591517466434240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-1-in-siem-reap.html' title='Day 1 in Siem Reap'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SV8akcg_WyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9KwVUe0tQdM/s72-c/PC094812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-1827646968093548030</id><published>2008-12-05T01:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:54:58.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book COvers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6E_hB-LI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bH6u56Q7yQM/s1600-h/lopsided.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276241927140931762" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6E_hB-LI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bH6u56Q7yQM/s200/lopsided.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Carin Goldberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6E-631GI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2KuaOaW4jG4/s1600-h/obsession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276241926980883554" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6E-631GI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2KuaOaW4jG4/s200/obsession.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very Cool cover by Isaac Tobin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6Edlob9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/AwCKbqjysEY/s1600-h/Picture_2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276241918033424338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6Edlob9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/AwCKbqjysEY/s200/Picture_2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Classical books' covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3jDi9MSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rMrl4q0-Qdg/s1600-h/Violence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239145083941154" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3jDi9MSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rMrl4q0-Qdg/s200/Violence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Henry Sene Yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3i3o3eRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MK8oqdmPCFY/s1600-h/Picture_4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239141887506706" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3i3o3eRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MK8oqdmPCFY/s200/Picture_4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it is really smart of the designer to use an old pic of physicists as background. By Jason Booher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3i69RjII/AAAAAAAAAGk/coOM9uuAv74/s1600-h/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239142778408066" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3i69RjII/AAAAAAAAAGk/coOM9uuAv74/s200/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a cute one....by Barbara De wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3ir1I5MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/N-3JmP4jhe8/s1600-h/intentions.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239138717754562" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3ir1I5MI/AAAAAAAAAGc/N-3JmP4jhe8/s200/intentions.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite one of all . &lt;em&gt;By Jennifer carrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3iiLO-0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/vqrCtZD55-E/s1600-h/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276239136126073666" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj3iiLO-0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/vqrCtZD55-E/s200/happiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; indeed &lt;em&gt;Against Happiness by Jennifer Carrow&lt;/em&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-1827646968093548030?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/1827646968093548030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=1827646968093548030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1827646968093548030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1827646968093548030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-covers.html' title='Book COvers'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/STj6E_hB-LI/AAAAAAAAAHM/bH6u56Q7yQM/s72-c/lopsided.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-7013640772218071727</id><published>2008-09-17T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:11:20.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!!!!</title><content type='html'>Again, history repeats itself... I always proscrastinate when it comes to blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Life has been nothing but work.. work and some more work. VERY SAD CASE! I keep telling myself to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt... holidays are coming. I of all person, should be ecstatic and crazy about it. and I AM. &lt;br /&gt;Friday - PAck UP. I think I'll have 3 luggages. Ooo..awfully alot.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- A day at the beach under the sun&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - I am off to BRight!! CAn't wait to get myself all energised up for mountain climbing , hiking, and hopefully--- skiing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. I seriously can't wait in fact these few days I have been slacking a lot. NOt very good because I have an assignment due tomorrow and I am ony half way through. and I am still blogging. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exceptionally interesting had happened since the mexican night except for IH's student body's AGM. Tensions and politics were everywhere. I was no where to be seated among them..... but it was a real period of thoughts and consultation and more thinking and more considering as I was also interested for  position. The outcome was not very much to my surprise but it was ever the more joyous to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-7013640772218071727?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/7013640772218071727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=7013640772218071727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7013640772218071727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7013640772218071727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday.html' title='Holiday!!!!'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-844985073900772096</id><published>2008-08-16T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:02:54.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>I know .. I know.. I need to keep my blog updated. HAhAHa. All thanks to my stubborn bad habit- Procrastination. So let;s start with last week. Last weekend was really something. All I can say is SICK AND BUSy. I was having flue , cough and high fever , worst I was losing my voice when I am supposed to sing the Mexican National Anthem. What a day, huh? Anyway, thank God everything got better and was managed t sing it out aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbZdZVE9vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RJn5JFfgCiU/s1600-h/n670390251_3953990_4322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235110715903506162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbZdZVE9vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RJn5JFfgCiU/s200/n670390251_3953990_4322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbZlDycywI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pzlYlAoN1uM/s1600-h/n670390251_3954190_2408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235110847560076034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbZlDycywI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pzlYlAoN1uM/s200/n670390251_3954190_2408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since mexico's flag was comprised of Green and red and white, all choir singers had to dress accoring to these 3 colours. And guess what... GREEN, a colour of sustainability but not really the colour of fashion..struck everyone as a NO NO. But fortunately for me.. AHAHHA. I bought a dress under RM 30 and I thought this was a good time to flaunt the beauty of the colour of nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on, was the winter dinner. hmm.. I had a really long day before it, and was seriously in no mood to celebrate the bloody winter which made practically all my floor mates sick and ill in bed. Very terrible cold and bloody windy.... ARgh.. how i wish the sun was out more often. ANyway, I practically spent the entire evening on my friend's touch screen phone playing games. I know.. that' s so not me ... but boredom can do many things to the sanes. I was playing go kart games, Carlsberg game..... all types of them which I really have no clue at all. Well, as usual after dinner, everyone would start camwhoring and I just played along. that night was really not my night. Placed next to the kitchen, I had to shift my chair over and over again to let the waitors and waitresses pass.... SIGH.... or may be not. ARGHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbbfZAx5vI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kJFnZ78rmrc/s1600-h/n759950380_3951117_2775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235112949201364722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbbfZAx5vI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kJFnZ78rmrc/s200/n759950380_3951117_2775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you see.. I looked like a zomby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, despite the horrible week, I managed to meet with some friends and that really made me give last week a thumbs up. A changing point.. Meeting them , having able to still find time to catch up is really amazing for me, but I missed them. Good friends are really hard to find, thats why, I think for me I would go extra mile to keep them close despite they stay somewhere across the universe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was really deep. I didn't know I can say such things. really am impressed by myself. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW!!! This is what happening in next week and weeks to come and I must inform everyone that i am doing a 40 hour famine. I have nt eaten anything since yesterday's dinner. Amazing how someone like me who loves food more than sleep is willing to sacrifice FOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason i am doing this is for charity cause. World Vision is the organizers of this event and would be great that you checked it out when you come across this. So, basically, students are to do something that is really important to them for 40 hours and ask for donation. I have just collected $25 , hopefully by next week I can have more. It is so amazing to know that with only that amount money we can suppport 8 kids education in India. Oopps! Totally forgotten, the purpose of this famine-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iS THAT WE ARE TRYING TO RAISE FUNDS FOR CHILD LABOURS IN INDIA&gt; HOPEFULLY&lt; BY ONLY CONTRIBUTING THIS MUCH WE CAN PROVIDE THEM THE OPPORTUNITY OF EDUCATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbdlfEBpEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jDJzbO_vRZU/s1600-h/hp_middle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235115252928062530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbdlfEBpEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jDJzbO_vRZU/s200/hp_middle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play is happening next week and since I agreed to help sew, I will be busy up the wall again. Hopefully my sewing is presentable... Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-844985073900772096?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/844985073900772096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=844985073900772096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/844985073900772096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/844985073900772096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-in-melbourne.html' title='Life in Melbourne'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SKbZdZVE9vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RJn5JFfgCiU/s72-c/n670390251_3953990_4322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-486275250348537040</id><published>2008-07-22T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:50:02.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>Yes... Meng shuen.. I know I have not updated my blog for ages. I procrastinate all the time.. very sorry, it's just me. HAhA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies. In a week time, I will be in a lecture hall trying real hard to pay attention to my lecturer ... .. My 1 month of holiday in Malaysia , has really been welll.... let's say not productive at all but that is precisely what I want , just to take a break from the absolutely crazy schedule of mine last semester....... I had a great time and managed to chill and taste all the Malaysian delicacies which missed a lot when i was in Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for dinner yesterday night with a bunch of friends from high school. I managed to catch up with them, where they heading to after exams since most of them have just recently completed their A levels, anxiously waiting for their results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they were talking about each others plans and what will happen in the future, I just could not help feeling that we have all began to mature and now, is on the verge of discovering our own path in this crazy round world. I was really suprised and I guess that is because I never saw us that way, as in all of us chatting away about our places in this world in the future.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa9oEh0OGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0P9RMklw_4s/s1600-h/P7222406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226072913718032482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="159" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa9oEh0OGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0P9RMklw_4s/s200/P7222406.JPG" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Khai Rong, the guy who always say "HI" to me and never stops teasing me ....zzzz.Really hope he can pursue his studies in Australia sometime in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa-e2u6QOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q6FIjs-pwzE/s1600-h/P7222407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226073854907662562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="174" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa-e2u6QOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q6FIjs-pwzE/s200/P7222407.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa-e2u6QOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/q6FIjs-pwzE/s1600-h/P7222407.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;meng shuen!!!!! Despite not having a parent around, you have grown into a fine young lady and very pretty too!!!! Hmmm... I wish you all the best in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace- we as architects are going to create a beautiful world with our sculpturs and erm.. one of the kind art pieces of our time... HehEH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa_aW0FBNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pN4nGv0RIeg/s1600-h/P7222408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226074877131556050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa_aW0FBNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pN4nGv0RIeg/s200/P7222408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr... really suprised that you made up your mind to be an actuarist but hope you can go to US and pursue your goal. dude! You owe it to yourself for exploring what is outside Malaysia.. the world may be big but take time to see and you will realise how tiny and miniscule we are in this world.( Didn't intend to give a pep talk but I felt that when I was in Melbourne, having realise that how small i am in this world is really weird....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIbAseuwaPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KgZvviNJqFc/s1600-h/P7222409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226076288005990642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIbAseuwaPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KgZvviNJqFc/s200/P7222409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr meng Kit... Thanks a lot for ferrying me around when I am back in Malaysia. Doomo Arigatoo Gozaimasu. You are by far the smartest person I know so i guess no one except you deserves a place in the none other than the prestigious Imperial London College. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have known each other for a very long time now, and yet until today, the artistic brain of mine still find it difficult sometimes to comprehend what are you saying and giggling about .... but I guess that's you , right? Always laughing away about your own silly jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe. It's kinda funny sometimes though......( I mean when do get them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIbEG5hZDuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yW1Zt7Q7178/s1600-h/P7222410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226080040409173730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIbEG5hZDuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yW1Zt7Q7178/s200/P7222410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor Alvin!!! Hahah1. Really hope you get to go to Dublin and be an amazing doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite all the crap that you often brag about, you are still quite likeable... HAHA. I was just joking. Like Meng Kit, another smart fella, hope you enjoy your studies in dublin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not the least.---- Mr Zheng Wei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High school would never be the same without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5s5 would never be the same without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i can say is thank you for being the 'big brother' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing all of us together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHa.&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/2193957547149079593-486275250348537040?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/486275250348537040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=486275250348537040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/486275250348537040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/486275250348537040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='FRIENDS'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/SIa9oEh0OGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0P9RMklw_4s/s72-c/P7222406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-1383504941579940284</id><published>2008-04-14T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:35:36.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity , fun , Joy</title><content type='html'>As always , I am busy with assignments and projects .&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel like screwing all of them but every time, the evil thought is replaced by the fact that my poor parents are working so hard for me to support my 5 years education in Melbourne. They so deserve a break .......... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life in IH has been busy and busy and never gets not busy.  Since cafe is a stone throw away, everyone has been practising their dance moves in preparation for the upcoming audition to perform during cafe. Cafe is considerably one of the most grand and enormously planned event in IH as it is the occasion where rich people , people of power and status attend a night of fine dining in IH and pour out their money for donation purposes at the end of the night. Basically, the cafe is an event organized to collect donation for Australian INterplast ,a organization which help people in need of plastic and re constructive surgery.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, I need to mention that I am getting more excited about charity work . The last time I did charity work was about two or so weeks ago. My friends and I handed out water cups to the runners for the " RUN for The KIDs " event. It is an event where participants pay money to run and all the money will be donated to the children in need.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have recently signed myself up for a Banana charity Project in Thailand. I hope I can make my way through the interview and travel to Thailand end of the year. If I can't make it, I am considering of signing up for UNICEF and charitable organization. However, no matter how excited I am about this, I still need to get through my parents regarding these matters .&lt;br /&gt;That is for now... will update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-1383504941579940284?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/1383504941579940284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=1383504941579940284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1383504941579940284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1383504941579940284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/04/charity-fun-joy.html' title='Charity , fun , Joy'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-5431666806922462666</id><published>2008-04-02T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:42:07.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week after Easter.</title><content type='html'>Easter was okk.....&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having to study and complete my assignments during easter break, everything was mundane as many people moved out from IH during Easter, hence the entire area was pretty quite and lack of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  the week after easter is coming to end and I have yet to update my blog for the longest time I could possibly imagine, so , I decided to spent some time which I coincidently have this morning to do it. The week started like a bomb. On Monday, after attending lectures and finishing school at 2pm , I went back and continue to do summore work  and this went on till 5pm (AUS) where i have to do my self help- Kitchen work..... very tiring and indeed I dose off while completing my assignment.. " Great" ! when I have tons more to go on.....&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was not a bad day at all, in fact, I was quite alert and awake as I slept quite a bit the previous night. basically, the entire day was pretty much the same like the others but I attended my first Latin class on Tues and I managed to learn some new steps but got confused with the end part of the dance...&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday--- Work again, after having to study / work for 5 hours straight in school, I went back to IH with a tired body and empty brain....... I could hardly think then and i was superbly hungry. hence, to treat myself, I cooked Mee Gee and indulged in it like half hour before taking a half hour nap. When my alarm finally ring after half hour, I continued with my homeworks and assignments. ....................all the way till 2 am this morning. So , as I am writing this right now, I am actually keeping myself awake and sober with a hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Movie: I finally went to watch my first movie in Australia and I watched " Step Up 2". Speaking of this movie, the dance steps/ moves in this particular movie is just indisputably awesome , breathtaking.. it was just so amazing, just to see how they move and dance in the rain. Those who have yet to watch this movie , go for it or may be purchase the DvD .However, despite having great dancers, the plot is just plain ordinary , so don't expect much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-5431666806922462666?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/5431666806922462666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=5431666806922462666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5431666806922462666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5431666806922462666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/04/week-after-easter.html' title='The week after Easter.'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-4952132956127455457</id><published>2008-03-20T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T08:30:35.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merubordon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HIII!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter break !! Hooray ! After 3 weeks of hectic studying schedule, I finally have a chance to rest and slack for a few days before I go back to complete my assignments which are all due after easter. I know it has been really long since I updated my blog, really pardon me for that as I was busy and also I have a quota to meet in IH, which is 200 megabytes a week ......zzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, without wasting any of your time, I shall proceed to elaborate my life in Melbourne. Basically, in the past 3 weeks , other than working, I haven't really done anything superbly fun or outstandingly awesome. However, I would still fill you up with some details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Commencement Dinner in IH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a dinner celebrated in coherence with the idea of commencement of semester. We had quite a bit of fun despitehaving locked myself out of my room and taking 5 minutes to put on dress , heels , make up, hair and facial stuff............ pretty rush and messy but I mange to attend it without being late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R-KCYD1sivI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lo6M0e-dg80/s1600-h/06032008100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179845871288486642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R-KCYD1sivI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lo6M0e-dg80/s200/06032008100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. French National NIght&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To celebrate the french culture.Entertaiment and dessert were good but not the main course and soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Friend's birthday=== A very simple function but had lotsa fun .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R-KCxD1siwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XlN2zRkRfzk/s1600-h/08032008138+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179846300785216258" style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R-KCxD1siwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XlN2zRkRfzk/s200/08032008138+-+Copy.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is all for now. Will try to update again later in the week when I am free.&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/2193957547149079593-4952132956127455457?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/4952132956127455457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=4952132956127455457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4952132956127455457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4952132956127455457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/03/merubordon.html' title='Merubordon'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R-KCYD1sivI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lo6M0e-dg80/s72-c/06032008100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-4542525798012653227</id><published>2008-02-23T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:46:45.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation at IH</title><content type='html'>Today , was a busy day .It's already 12.35 am in melbourne now so you get when i say " was". The day started off with enrolment in IH  for freshies ... and lunch together with parents at the IH dining hall eating with all the important people like the head of coellge , deputy of the college and etc. Lunch was pretty good because ,unlike other days where we had to queue up in the cafeteria , we were served with our food. hehe. Enjoying the luxury of it .... any way, speaking of food, they were pretty splendid . The crossant was awesome cause it's just so simple to make but yet , absolutely succulent at the same time especially when the cheese taste kick in. Mmm mm. Other than that, there was also sandwiches , I mean all kind of them with different flavours , colour , texture and etc. However, there was one particular one which I find it quite unique because the ingredients are rather odd like for example, red pepper , i think there was mushroom and some odd stuff. It is edible but you know, it taste a bit weird. Moving on to cheese (again), we were served with blue cheese and two other different kind of cheese which I don't quite recall their names. The Cheese was eaten with crackers and they taste, just undoubtly awesome especially when it was blue cheese. The strong taste of it kicked in when it melted into the saliva, so people don't ever be greedy with this cheese. Really no point of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we had activities which was planned to , you know, to get to know more people ,expand ur horizon and so forth. It was great because I manage to add summore name to my circle of friends, erm, today i got to know aaron, Shannon, Fay, Emma, Azizar, Jack and James, Anicka, Mark the tutor, Agnes I think, Dirvanda, Juline, two Amy's, Megan, Rui Xi, Shelly, Charlie, Paige... oh man, just too much to remember and , anyway you probably don't want me to bore you with the names of my friends. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities were great so as the so called amazing race . We all just had fun and was already satisfied with fun we had, but the day doesn't end there. After having running to so many unknown places in the college, we were asked to get into a fully cramped room with people squeezing just to get an inch of space. Furthermore, we had to shout ryhmes of songs and I don't know what... but anyway , it was cool despite the stuffiness , the lack of oxygen, the smelliness of sweat and also the later effect, fighting for shower room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-4542525798012653227?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/4542525798012653227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=4542525798012653227' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4542525798012653227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4542525798012653227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/02/orientation-at-ih.html' title='Orientation at IH'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-7496221622201976316</id><published>2008-02-22T13:19:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:59:51.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>The weather was very hot but never mind the stuffiness of it because it was my day to move into International House. I didn't really have much expectations of how exactly my room was going to turn out but I was certainly crossing my fingers and hoping for the very best. So as I walked through the corridors of SCHEPS building (the building which I live in ) early that morning, I suddenly had mix feelings because those corridors were built in like jail. The octagon shaped building were made of ancient bricks and plus because of the bad lighting in the corridor, it does give newcomers an idea of jail cell. Oh, but never mind , I eventually got used to it and I find the interior of the building pretty cool because despite of its dullness and ancientness, my room's window was actually looking out into the Central Business District. The skycrapers really looks awesome at night. ( I look at it everynight before I go to bed). Haha. Enough of my room now, I shall now then elaborate explicitly on the day's itinery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving into IH, we ( Hui Wen, Aunt Mee Fong , my mum and me) were given a tour around the campus. We got to know some new people from all over the world , for example, Charlie from Timor Leste, Yuyi and Shunsute and Hanaye from Japan, erm a girl from Mauritius , David and Oliver from China, quite a few of Malaysians and Singaporeans ......... Oo, almost forget the only course mate who stays here ,Ming from Hong Kong ... and there is also Cherry studying Vet Science in Melb uni. The list doesn't exactly stop here because the orientation have yet to begin and some of them have not move in yet. Feeling kinda nice , getting to know so many people from different parts of the world, it actually made me realise that there is more then just Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now moving on to shopping in Big W and safeway. Erm , due to the lack of 'stuff" in my room , we decided to go for shopping to brighten up Hui wen's and my room. We bought too much stuff that neither all four of us could get it back to the campus but fortunately, Nicholas and Chin Zen came and meet up with us and kindly helped us to carry them out to the exit where we took a cab back (Note: no lift in shopping malls) . Upon reaching IH, my mum and I quickly unpacked the luggages which we didn't have time to do so that morning . OOoo.... speaking of that, I actually assemble the parts of a fan all by myself you know, not bad for a girl right who I mean do house work...... Hehe . Even though there was a manual , but it was just plain useless so eventually i managed to use my logic to figure it out , but, well a bit of help from Hui Wen la. HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , the day basically ended with me staring at my rather empty room till my eyes could not longer bear the sight of it. HAha.&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (Today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something super hilarious actually happened to me this morning during breakfast. Firstly, I didn't really know how to work the toaster here in Melbourne so my breads got burned ( Note: the toasters here are very different, they don't pop up like they do in Malaysia). A great start for the day , huh? but anyway , the worst part came when I finally managed to toast my bread properly but screwed up by mistaking mamike (the one for porridge ) for NUTELLA chocolate hazel nut spread. The moment I took a bite , the super duper saltiness of it almost made me wanna spit it out but I didn't because it wss just too impolite to do it in front people .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I didn't finish the toast. HAha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-7496221622201976316?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/7496221622201976316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=7496221622201976316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7496221622201976316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7496221622201976316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/02/second-day-in-melbourne.html' title='Second day in Melbourne'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-7626111369244751758</id><published>2008-02-22T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T01:41:35.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><content type='html'>After a grueling 8 hours of flight , we have finally arrived in Melbourne. As this was my first trip to Melbourne, i was fully anticipating the joy of studying and growing up in this foreign contry. However, the moment I landed in Melbourne , there was a delay which was causing a human traffic jam in airplane. Furthermore, Melbourne airport ( the arrivel gate area) is not equipped with an elevator nor a lift , as a result, we all had to hand carry our heavy hand luggage from the plane all the way to the place where you collect those checked- in lugagge area. .. What a miserable start off ! Fortunately, we manage to pass through the custom after declaring all the medicines and all sort of so called " forbidden " goods. Thank god , everything went all right in this department. A lady, all by her own, was questioned and almost her entire luggage was ransacked.... my my.... Well, what to do , she brought fresh lemons which is part of the forbidden goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on to elaborate on my first day in Melbourne itinery, I just want to tell you more about MAS airline. Honestly , I am deeply impressed by the improvement which they made. I actually get to watch movies in the airplane , whats more is that some of those movies are not even screen yet in Malaysian cinemas. Speaking of that, we are actually allowed to choose them from 93 channels and since I am a TV addict, I was like watching and eating and eating and trying to stay awake at the same time. OOoooo... speaking of food.... mm mm. Their main course wasn't exactly pleasent, I ordered steamed chicken with vege but the dessert and breakfast were commendable. They actually served us MAGNUM ice -cream for dessert and super chocolatety muffin for breakfast, not bad right . HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now , I will report more on my days in Melbourne in future. By the way, readers pls give me some advice on which subjects should i take - French or Japanese ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-7626111369244751758?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/7626111369244751758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=7626111369244751758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7626111369244751758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7626111369244751758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/02/melbourne.html' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-5653238820087381882</id><published>2008-01-31T06:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:12:51.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JERRY's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 30 - 1- 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day commenced with a &lt;strong&gt;SURPRISED&lt;/strong&gt; birthday celebration for Jerry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having picked up by Jin Lin, we rushed to Damansara Utama to collect "Birthday cake".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, very much to our dismay, we have to WAIT. The clock was ticking and time was running out.... but never mind because, eventually, the idea of waiting wore off as I laid my eyes on the cutest cupcakes I have ever seen in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HjJP5G_TI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hOTX7xAEZbM/s1600-h/cupcake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161656395967692082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HjJP5G_TI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hOTX7xAEZbM/s320/cupcake+1.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;100% LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't they look pretty ? Very tasty and not very expensive as well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HxZf5G_dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/V2-BfZ7X74c/s1600-h/hugs+and+kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161672068303355346" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" height="194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HxZf5G_dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/V2-BfZ7X74c/s200/hugs+and+kisses.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,after much anticipation, the cake is finally ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HrCv5G_bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/d_gHEAOfWac/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161665080391564722" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HrCv5G_bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/d_gHEAOfWac/s200/DSC00266.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This football based designed cup cake is a tribute to his supporting team, &lt;strong&gt;MAN-U. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the cake was ready, IT WAS TIME TO CELEBRATE. HAha.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What we did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Gather in his bedroom and woke him up from his sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;2. Made him get out of bed eventhough he was very blur and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Birthday celebration with cuppa cakes, scented candle and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CHELSEA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Present time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.Rest and RElax (play with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHELSsseaaaaaa..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Lunch &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6Hnnf5G_XI/AAAAAAAAADU/hwY7vDImbAM/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661313705246066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="235" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6Hnnf5G_XI/AAAAAAAAADU/hwY7vDImbAM/s320/DSC00269.JPG" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at Kim GARy again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HpLP5G_ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/5VRqfuJozf4/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161663027397197202" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="211" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HpLP5G_ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/5VRqfuJozf4/s200/DSC00285.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jerry .. too happy a d(pic 1). Excited over the Alain Delon leather wallet, very good fashion sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HqYf5G_aI/AAAAAAAAADs/NrbJoqzTXeE/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161664354542091682" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HqYf5G_aI/AAAAAAAAADs/NrbJoqzTXeE/s200/DSC00293.JPG" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HshP5G_cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ag2Ke7XCT24/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161666703889202626" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HshP5G_cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ag2Ke7XCT24/s200/DSC00290.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry asking &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHhEeLSseaaa...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to perform &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone had fun at Jerry's place that day. All of us had a great time and certainly enjoyed each and everyone's company. All in all the day ended in splendour despite insufficient sleep and aching heels.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-5653238820087381882?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/5653238820087381882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=5653238820087381882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5653238820087381882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/5653238820087381882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/jerrys-birthday.html' title='JERRY&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R6HjJP5G_TI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hOTX7xAEZbM/s72-c/cupcake+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-1981851856875625621</id><published>2008-01-27T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:13:16.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne University Pre-departure Briefing</title><content type='html'>"Tink". The lift came to a halt signifying we have already landed on Level 2. Big bronzy elevator doors open before me revealing the crowd of people in the room. Some were busy registering themselves, whereas some were busy chatting in a sheer euphoria. As I did not see anyone of acquitance , I quickly minded my own business by proceeding to the registration counter with my mother. The registration counter was rather packed with people but I , eventually still manage to find my way to put my precious name on that simple piece of paper. Hooray...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, my mother and I managed to secure a strategicly positioned seats which is the front row.(To be honest, I was quite reluctant to seat in front at first). After settling ourselves down, at that very left corner, I realised it was Jess and Hui Wen . Haha. Didn't expect they were going to grab front seats as well. Well, never mind of that................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while we continued to wait on for the latecomers to settle down and secure a seat, we patiently read through brochures provided. Hmm.... "Discover Melbourne: A Guide For International Student"..."Information Guide"...... "Accommodation"...................................&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it didn't take long for those latecomers to settle down, otherwise I would be dosing off (I slept at 3.oo am) again. I mean after all the ambience of the conference hall is indeed commendable as it was classy and formal, but not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker, whom I forgot her name, was in fact a very good speaker as she often pop up question regarding the Australian culture. All in all the briefing was a success as I believe the content was constructive and not to forget that ever smilling speaker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-1981851856875625621?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/1981851856875625621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=1981851856875625621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1981851856875625621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/1981851856875625621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/melbourne-university-pre-departure.html' title='Melbourne University Pre-departure Briefing'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-7676911219171919413</id><published>2008-01-25T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T06:20:54.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath Ledger</title><content type='html'>I was reading the newspaper like I usually do every morning, when something at the edge of the page caught my attention-- &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Heath Andrew Ledger had passed away&lt;/span&gt;. When I saw the headings, I was momentarily stunted. I just couldn't believe the sight before me because, here it was, a young and talented actor who is on the brink of making it big it in the ever competitive Hollywood world had went ahead and left us. I was just not buying the whole story and while my eyes continued to scrutinize row after row, my mind just kept saying it must be mistake made by the tabloids. At that point , I was just so not believing it that I actually thought that it was just some kind of publicity which the press was using to boost up Heath's reputation. However, as I continued to read on till the very last word of the very last paragraph, the truth finally sunk in, there was no way the press was going to make a joke about a talented actor's death. It was just too inhumane to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I finally accepted the news for a fact, I was like&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;. At the point, all I could thought of was how short and unpredictable life can be. It is just undoubtly true when someone come up to you and say life is fragile. Heath Ledger was just so young and talentedwhen he died that I truly felt sorry for the people that loved him and cared about him , and not to mention the entertainment industry. A dedicated actor to his passion for acting and not the big bugs that he is going to put in his fat bank account is just too hard to find nowadays, they don't come by easy anymore in this materialistic world we're living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about loved ones, I truly pity them ,especially his two year old daughter, Mathilda. Imagine a young girl who will never get the chance to know her father, not mentioning a father's love and company that she will never get to experience her entire life. At the thought of this, it is just so sad and heart wrenching. Sighhhh......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than his family members, there is also his ever frenzy fans. I am no fan of him but I personally believe he is (was) a talented and dedicated actor who has (had) tons of good movies under his belt. As I was speaking about his fans, I am sure they would be very devastated and would express their condolences through his fan blog as well as speculate about the cause of his death , as after all his death happened so suddenly and autopsy results have yet to be released. Sometimes, I just can't help feeling pityful for those famous actors and actresses because they could never lead a private life, forever living  in the public eyes. With the paparazzi forever diligently following up every detail in their lives, every small fault is written into a big affair, it is rather difficult to find peace and serenity in such life style. Such a pity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh again..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-7676911219171919413?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/7676911219171919413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=7676911219171919413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7676911219171919413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/7676911219171919413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/heath-ledger.html' title='Heath Ledger'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-4866784001228570473</id><published>2008-01-21T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T02:38:20.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Better or For Worse</title><content type='html'>I am sure the title seem very familiar ...... Well, actually is part of the wedding vows when the bride and groom exchange during their wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Does it ring your bell? You might be also wondering why would I put up such title but PATIENCE, everybody..... I will get to my point soon after all patience is virtue, don't you think so?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been pretty free lately, well , because I am in for a very long vacation but this long vacation will be ending soon and it is in Three WEEKS time. (Counting the days). Three weeks and Melbourne!!! Here I come. So , at the mean time while preparing for the most major move in my entire 18 years of life, I have been filling my daily schedule with many many "TV time". Hehe.. and one of my daily all time favourite tv programme is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FOR BETTER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;FOR WORSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reality show is pretty amazing because it is actually a wedding game where the bride and groom leave all their wedding plans to their family and friends, not knowing how their wedding is going to turn out. They are just left clueless, even a peep is forbidden as well. So, basically, the couple has to endure that temptation and curiosity of not knowing their wedding details  for the entire week .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the torture doesn't end there. The catch of this show is that the participating family members have an extremely tight budget of only $5000.00 dollars and all is to be done in a WEEK time. Tell me, how awesome is that to see people of creativity and skills to put up a wedding of elegance and grace in such a short period time. I know, it sounds like a tough job and endless of sleepless nights , rite? But fortunately, there is always a wedding planner ready to assist them in every tinny bitty detail, from colour theme to decor to wedding gown to food menus to location ................. Occasionally,they will hit rocks and bumps along the way, but everything always turn out in splendour and gorgeousness, leaving the bride and groom always in awe and sometimes, speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of wedding planners, I would also like to elaborate more on party planners and event organizers. Currently, I have two favourite ones and they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAvid Tutera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Preston Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They are just awesomely talented and creative, but they are also very expensive. HAHA. Nowadays, a wedding can cost up to 2 million dollars.....Awfully a large sum , don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;However, if you can afford, there is no reason to not translate your dream wedding to reality, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To catch &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FOR BETTER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; FOR WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", turn to &lt;strong&gt;Star World&lt;/strong&gt; daily , it is aired from 10 a.m to 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5V0P3eR9QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NlmX4NraeQ0/s1600-h/fond+farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158156764160587010" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 227px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5V0P3eR9QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NlmX4NraeQ0/s320/fond+farewell.jpg" border="0" height="274" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5V0P3eR9QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NlmX4NraeQ0/s1600-h/fond+farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-4866784001228570473?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/4866784001228570473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=4866784001228570473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4866784001228570473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/4866784001228570473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='For Better or For Worse'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5V0P3eR9QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NlmX4NraeQ0/s72-c/fond+farewell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-6804559738767359873</id><published>2008-01-21T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:52:59.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WRnneR9SI/AAAAAAAAABg/A2oaJSdcNAU/s1600-h/Twenty_seven_dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158189058019685666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WRnneR9SI/AAAAAAAAABg/A2oaJSdcNAU/s320/Twenty_seven_dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/strong&gt;, huh! You might be thinking "Oo, this is the tricky part where I need to use my brain and think in detail, there is definitely more to what it seems.... may be it is a complex mathematics formula.................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is not a disguise nor anything more complicated than itself. It is , in fact, a mooovviieee..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However , sadly to say, this movie is not aired yet in Malaysia but in the U.S. , this romantic comedy has already hit the big screens. Oh! Speaking of that, I really can't wait till it is shown in Malaysia..... So, everybody hurry up, cross your fingers and pray that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; DRESSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hit Malaysian theaters as soon as possible. The movie is actually starring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Heigl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Grey's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Anatomy),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;James&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marsden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Enchanted),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Oo, and not to forget this movie is actually directed by Anne Fletcher. Anne Fletcher is originally directed Hairspray and some other awesome movies like &lt;strong&gt;Step UP and Catwoman&lt;/strong&gt;. So, what are the odds of her not performing a good job when she, after all, has a pretty amazing resume and tons of good movies under her belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; Dresses&lt;/span&gt; is referred as, none other than,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 27 bridemaids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dresses worn by a girl name Jane (Katherine Heigl) and the plot basically revolves around her journey of self discovering, as she has always put others before herself. There might be bumps along the way but I believe the story ended with a sweet closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have yet to watch the movie, hence, I do not the specific details but I am certain this witty movie would leave the spectators all smiles after the story ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-6804559738767359873?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/6804559738767359873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=6804559738767359873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6804559738767359873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6804559738767359873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/27-dresses.html' title='27 Dresses'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WRnneR9SI/AAAAAAAAABg/A2oaJSdcNAU/s72-c/Twenty_seven_dresses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-6341377303887480507</id><published>2008-01-13T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:49:17.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Day</title><content type='html'>I slept this morning and woke up this morning . WOW.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , I am so tired after a whole day outside busying with church and making time for friends. Before I go into the details about my today's schedule, I must explain why did I manage to sleep only at 3 in the morning. Well, that was because I was too greedy indulging in my Haagen Daz Green Tea ice cream at 12 am till I forgot that green tea actually contain quite a high amount of caffeine . So, there you go, just serve me right, rite.&lt;br /&gt;And whats more, the story doesn't end there , I had bible class around 9.30 am  and later in the day, a friend's birthday lunch at 12pm, and the church service does not end at that time, and oo did I mention,  I was the one organising this gathering. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, all I can say, I didn't regret going to church that early as I learnt something very interesting today, and certainly,  had no regrets setting the meeting at 12 pm. Well, this is simply because my high school classmates have a habit of being an hour late. So , eventually , we all had lunch only at 1.30pm. Even though with all the delay, the day ended with a great movie- GAME PLAN. It was such an awesome movie as not only was there many hilarious scenes but there were episodes that actually made you reflect back on your own life especially your relationship with your family .All in all, the movie was just too great to pass,  funny yet sweet at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;OOoo, another thing interesting about this movie is that you can actually watch Dwayne Johnson aka THE ROCk singing ELVIS'S - Are you lonesome tonight ..... Surprisingly, it was not entirely bad ,in fact, he sang it pretty well, I mean obviously , the ROCK has to have his own style of singing , right.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so after everything, we all went home with a smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R42akneR9OI/AAAAAAAAABA/H5qLpZ3rjqg/s1600-h/00007364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R42akneR9OI/AAAAAAAAABA/H5qLpZ3rjqg/s320/00007364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155947102271042786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Ah Shuen's 19th Birthday...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-6341377303887480507?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/6341377303887480507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=6341377303887480507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6341377303887480507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/6341377303887480507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/tired-day.html' title='Tired Day'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R42akneR9OI/AAAAAAAAABA/H5qLpZ3rjqg/s72-c/00007364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193957547149079593.post-327063248199426257</id><published>2008-01-06T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:04:19.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WU1XeR9UI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZuuQBGgssa4/s1600-h/agm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158192592777770306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="253" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WU1XeR9UI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZuuQBGgssa4/s320/agm.gif" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#6600cc;" &gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited and glad that I have opened this blog. So for this very first post that I am writing here, i just wanna express my joy for successfully creating this blog without the assistance of my sister, after all I have always been a computer dummy.&lt;br /&gt;So , cheers to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193957547149079593-327063248199426257?l=yvonne-low.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/feeds/327063248199426257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193957547149079593&amp;postID=327063248199426257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/327063248199426257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193957547149079593/posts/default/327063248199426257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvonne-low.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182859305827973362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R4HRBneR9HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Be3DBZkPr5s/S220/Billiards_2_by_xerovero.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bNGLJy2KfKs/R5WU1XeR9UI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZuuQBGgssa4/s72-c/agm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
