<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540</id><updated>2009-10-14T05:58:27.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3241406452823063756</id><published>2009-07-22T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:57:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe...</title><content type='html'>Maybe I was just never ment to play this part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh the irony when people say that there's a reason for me to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time recently i have wondered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that maybe I am but a seat warmer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heating it up only bodily, without any soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sometimes it all feels like clock work, that my soul and fire isnt needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that maybe i had gained their trust, but now i feel i may have been wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem like the null in the equation, redundent with my right and left hands gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really right for the job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it even a job in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i change that thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where is the person I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where is the person who felt in her bones that she and everyone else about her were really born to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is that fighting spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That courage that I once knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe , just maybe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never ment to be..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe I am but a strange dough with too much butter to end up fitting the mould.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-3241406452823063756?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/3241406452823063756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=3241406452823063756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3241406452823063756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3241406452823063756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe.html' title='Maybe...'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-6440445340950250691</id><published>2008-12-22T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:31:29.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate that I Love You         Rihanna ft. Ne-Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/tBUJzAIaOVs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/tBUJzAIaOVs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not new, but hey,&lt;br /&gt;its the partnership of 2 people whose songs i always look at for inspiration in dance perf. music mixes.&lt;br /&gt;go rihanna, go ne-yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;*nuff said*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-6440445340950250691?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/6440445340950250691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=6440445340950250691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6440445340950250691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6440445340950250691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/hate-that-i-love-you-rihanna-ft-ne-yo.html' title='Hate that I Love You         Rihanna ft. Ne-Yo'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-4275630460649018472</id><published>2008-12-19T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:50:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dropping</title><content type='html'>i didnt want all these in the first place....&lt;br /&gt;the crying jags&lt;br /&gt;the emotinoal roller coaster rides&lt;br /&gt;the sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;the talking down&lt;br /&gt;the anger and arrogance devouring my soul&lt;br /&gt;the cold fury&lt;br /&gt;the bitchy demenour&lt;br /&gt;the high and mighty asshole shit...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew all these negetivity were within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its an innate nature like my 2nd breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran away from places that will make me more so...&lt;br /&gt;no lawyer....no doctor.....no coporate high flyer as my careers, i thought.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its no difference,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've become more and more the person that i know i am but dont want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was inspired in october by people so pure and strong......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe....it's cus i ain't them.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it can only be an inspiration and too late to be a reality reflected on me.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;face it lady&lt;br /&gt;take the slash of the blade you threw...&lt;br /&gt;bite the bullet and if you miss and if it kills you&lt;br /&gt;it kills you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-4275630460649018472?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/4275630460649018472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=4275630460649018472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4275630460649018472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4275630460649018472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/dropping.html' title='dropping'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-4374691159992338375</id><published>2008-12-09T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:58:33.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SoulJa feat. Yukie - Soba Ni iru Ne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/BimMPRt9SCE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/BimMPRt9SCE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another version&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-4374691159992338375?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/4374691159992338375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=4374691159992338375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4374691159992338375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4374691159992338375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/soulja-feat-yukie-soba-ni-iru-ne.html' title='SoulJa feat. Yukie - Soba Ni iru Ne'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3730936943382461000</id><published>2008-12-09T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:35:16.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koko ni Iru yo- SoulJa ft. Thelma Aoyama ENG SUBBED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/V4pL6MdReQw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/V4pL6MdReQw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-3730936943382461000?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/3730936943382461000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=3730936943382461000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3730936943382461000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3730936943382461000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/koko-ni-iru-yo-soulja-ft-thelma-aoyama.html' title='Koko ni Iru yo- SoulJa ft. Thelma Aoyama ENG SUBBED'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-836132918032484165</id><published>2008-12-09T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:34:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soba Ni Iru Ne </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6JW2U0FWa7o' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6JW2U0FWa7o'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-836132918032484165?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/836132918032484165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=836132918032484165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/836132918032484165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/836132918032484165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/soba-ni-iru-ne.html' title='Soba Ni Iru Ne '/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3396214531572921923</id><published>2008-12-09T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:33:18.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soba Ni Iru Ne - Thelma Aoyama Feat. SoulJa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/6JW2U0FWa7o"&gt;&lt;embed height="'350'" width="'425'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" src="'http://youtube.com/v/6JW2U0FWa7o'/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;そばに　いる　ね　Thelma Aoyama Feat. SoulJa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;あなたのこと　&lt;br /&gt;私は今でも思い続けているよ&lt;br /&gt;いくら時流れて行こうと　I'm by your side baby いつでも&lt;br /&gt;So.　どんなに離れていようと&lt;br /&gt;心の中ではいつでも&lt;br /&gt;一緒にいるけど　寂しいんだよ&lt;br /&gt;So baby please　ただ hurry back home※&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;[Even now I am still thinking of you ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;matter how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;I’m by your side baby, always&lt;br /&gt;So however far apart we are In my heart we’ll always be together&lt;br /&gt;We are alive, But I’m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;So baby please just hurry back home]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;△Baby boy　あたしはここにいるよ　&lt;br /&gt;どこもいかずに待ってるよ&lt;br /&gt;You know dat I love you　だからこそ　&lt;br /&gt;心配しなくていいんだよ&lt;br /&gt;どんなに遠くにいても&lt;br /&gt;変わらないよこの心&lt;br /&gt;言いたい事わかるでしょ?&lt;br /&gt;あなたのこと待ってるよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[*Baby boy, I’ll be right here&lt;br /&gt;Won’t go anywhere, I’ll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you, so&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;No matter what’s the distance, this heart of mine will never change&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want to say don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting for you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;△[SoulJa]んなことよりお前の方は元気か?　&lt;br /&gt;ちゃんと飯食ってるか?&lt;br /&gt;ちくしょう、やっぱ言えねぇやまた今度送るよ　俺からのLetter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Before anything else, how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;Have you been eating well?&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I still can’t seem to think of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I’ll send it another time, this letter of mine]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[青山テルマ]&lt;br /&gt;過ぎ去った時は戻せないけれど　&lt;br /&gt;近くにいてくれた君が恋しいの&lt;br /&gt;だけど　あなたとの距離が遠くなる程に　&lt;br /&gt;忙しくみせていたあたし逃げてたの&lt;br /&gt;だけど　目を閉じる時　眠ろうとする時　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[But, every time when I close my eyes and when I fall asleep]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;逃げきれないよ　あなたの事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[I could never run away from you]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思い出しては　一人泣いてたの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[I reminisce and alone I cry]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(※くり返し)(△くり返し)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SoulJa]不器用な俺　遠くにいる君伝えたい気持ちそのまま言えずに　&lt;br /&gt;君は行っちまった今じゃ残された君はアルバムの中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[青山テルマ]&lt;br /&gt;アルバムの中　納めた思い出の&lt;br /&gt;日々より　何げない一時が　&lt;br /&gt;今じゃ恋しいの&lt;br /&gt;And now　あなたからの電話待ち続けていた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[And now I’m still waiting for your call]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;携帯にぎりしめながら眠りについた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Hands still clasped on my cell phone even as I fall asleep]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あたしは　&lt;br /&gt;どこも行かないよ　ここにいるけれど見つめ合いたいあなたのその瞳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;[I won’t go anywhere, I’ll just stay right here. I just want to gaze and stare into your eyes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねぇわかるでしょ?　あたし待ってるよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;[You already know, don’t you? That I’ll be waiting for you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(△くり返し)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[SoulJa]&lt;br /&gt;俺はどこも行かないよ　ここにいるけれど　&lt;br /&gt;探し続けるあなたの顔Your 笑顔　&lt;br /&gt;今でも触れそうだって思いながら手を伸ばせば　君は&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(※くり返し×2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Awww man, this is such a beautiful song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It is the reply to SoulJa's kokoni iru yo (i'm right here). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;だけど　目を閉じる時　眠ろうとする時&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;逃げきれないよ　あなたの事.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;あなたからの電話待ち続けていた 携帯にぎりしめながら眠りについた.\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;いくら時流れて行こうと　I'm by your side baby いつでも&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;一緒にいるけど　寂しいんだよSo baby please　ただ hurry back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;どんなに遠くにいても&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;変わらないよこの心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;言いたい事わかるでしょ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;あなたのこと待ってるよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-3396214531572921923?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/3396214531572921923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=3396214531572921923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3396214531572921923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3396214531572921923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/12/soba-ni-iru-ne-thelma-aoyama-feat.html' title='Soba Ni Iru Ne - Thelma Aoyama Feat. SoulJa'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-5390123680626929670</id><published>2008-11-29T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:47:03.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>housekeeping</title><content type='html'>removing the dust from my long untouched blog today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been CRAZY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects.....video-ed , typed, taught, danced, discussed....&lt;br /&gt;Kenshu Planning.....&lt;br /&gt;which includes choreography......4 eights down, 40 more eights to go....&lt;br /&gt;many other stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how i will coordinate it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can split myself into 10 i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i did still find time to play&lt;br /&gt;cus we Phuture-ed the day after Jing's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like your Dior holiday makeup collection gal=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention all the nice music i have to listen to and the countless videos i watched, all for the choreo's inspiration....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m impressed by the talent out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we all pull through.&lt;br /&gt;School,&lt;br /&gt;Kenshu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my choir pals and sec sch pals too...&lt;br /&gt;Hope to meet up soon k? =) Love u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda confused about where i wanna go after grad-ing from poly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i will take it all one step at a time and think...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, just enjoy all the stuff while i still can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-5390123680626929670?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/5390123680626929670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=5390123680626929670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/5390123680626929670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/5390123680626929670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/11/housekeeping.html' title='housekeeping'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-2136725455226245685</id><published>2008-10-16T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:43:57.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL SEM...</title><content type='html'>like arrgghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i was here ( yea sarah, u were right, 29 AUg 08!!)&lt;br /&gt; i was still working in that company.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nOw, i finished work at a second company and is already almost at the END of my first week back at school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, HOW FAST IS THAT??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the workload presented by my lecturers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forsee hell in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself i will live through all these,&lt;br /&gt;encouraging myself that i will be able to help do up a nice entertaining event for kenshu,&lt;br /&gt;as well as getting inspration for the routines used in the above said event by attending dance classes at Studio Wu &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lookin' on da BRIGHTER side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did manage to squeeze in play time during my final week of holiday=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-KBOX-ed with HuiTing and went Haji Lane to seesha (hell, i don't think i spelt that right..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lunched with HuiJeen, Joanne and Sarah @ Jurong Point (cus the lovely ladies are now ALL in the westside in Uni. hahax=P. Am looking foward to more makan sessions^^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dinner-ed and starbucked (JP's treat!=D) at our old secondary school hangout -Compass Point with Joanne, Jon Lee and Jon Pang, and of course our crasher huijeen *kiddin=P* it has been AGES since i seen the 2 jons! i think JP is taller, i m positive he GREW.like he isnt tall enough. hahax. It was great catching up will all of you^^ hope next time more XMCHorale people can make it^^ . It will probably be the weekends though, cus half of them are in NS and they book out at the weirdest hours. Sometimes it even seems like a "heng-suay" thing when it comes to meeting up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::THIS WEEK:::&lt;br /&gt;15/10-went to watch REDOUBLED by Singapore Dance Theater. One of the features in this year's Da:ns Festival! It was a treat from weiqi cus he wanna thank me for helping with the editing of the steps and all that in the MidAutumn FEstival Performance  for Kolam Ayer CC. hahax. Redoubled features 2 dance pieces.&lt;br /&gt;  1.   &lt;em&gt;Sometimes I think I Remember -Choreographer: Jeffery Tan (resident choreographer &amp;amp; senior artiste in SDT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a nice emotive piece which shows the lead sometimes in a dream , sometimes waking up, with videos and voices that keep questioning. All the questions were thought provoking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like -"is she really there? is she not? sometimes i feel all alone. / as a child we lay together and you promised me, it was our secret-a promise, but maybe you wanted something else" *these arent the exact words but snippets of what i remember and of course credit of it all still goes to the piece's creators"*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; i could somehow feel the pain that the characters were going through. the confusion, and anguish and frustration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the beautiful part was that at the end, the voice said......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"keep walking.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it ended there. startling and provoking, encouraging after all the dark emotions where exposed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Pellucid -choreographer: Kuik Swee Boon (aka as ruiwen lao shi to some of us=))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the write up in the programme for this piece was rather short, stating that it's theme was "simplicity"- with "miracles and fantasy" and life being back to basics. *as described in the programme booklet*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing laoshi, it would be abstract. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i kept wondering, what is this trying to tell me? which part of it is simplicity?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As i watched, a story/ theory formed....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The characters were at home, home from work and it's raining. She couldn't sleep and is sitting on the bar stool in the kitchen. He gives her a drink of water. They try to sleep. He does, she doesnt and is awake once more. Fear grips her, she shines the torch at the threatening figures but maybe they weren't really there. Maybe it is simply about being alone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She sees the carpets being rolled up...could this be the vision of riches being stripped away and going back to a simple life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She struggles,he awakes,he calms her down once more. The simple life at home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmmnnnn...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it is really about the audience watching and the searching within them the simplicity in their lives by reflecting and thinking about the similarities in their lives to the movements and images the dancers portray. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i may never know what laoshi truely wants to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but this is my interpretation....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one word it is absract. its just absract. but it makes you think. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is making me MISS ecnad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, on the quite bright side of things......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 19 already.&lt;br /&gt;and i had a REALlY memorable birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i had my share of presents, clothes from mummy n daddy, bags from my chapter i/cs and communicators, a damn CUTE 2009 schedule book and other gifts from friends, promises of belated treats and gifts, and numerous well wishes from people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of which i have to say a BIG THANK YOU=)&lt;br /&gt;but you know the best part????????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most freaking MEMORABLE PART???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was that on the day of my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest mommy treated me like CINDERALLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before you can say "awww, so sweet, she's still her mommy's princess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me finish my sentence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes she treated me like Cinderalla.......BEFORE the BALL that is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom gave me life skills training of washing clothes and using the washing machine, ironing , hanging etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she was LAUGHING NON STOP.-.-&lt;br /&gt;cus she says i look DAMN FUNNY when i do Housework,&lt;br /&gt;i drop the pole for hanging clothes, she laugh.&lt;br /&gt;i hit the glass door with the same pole, she laugh.&lt;br /&gt;the plants drop out of the flower pot and the soil drop the floor, she laugh.&lt;br /&gt;hand washing the more delicate frabics without having a stool to sit down (hey, shun bian train my legs ma, i been out of dance practice in awhile you knOw!!!), she STILL laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, almost everything she laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ARRGGGHHHHHhhhhhhHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax. but yea it was a memorable essential bithday lesson. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the things i really miss now????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my maid (she went back for a month holiday. which explains the entire housework fiasco)&lt;br /&gt;2. ECNAD! like, gosh i miss my contemparary dance school! there is so much more i want to learn from howchoon and the rest. BUT, i have to keep myself focused and comit proper for the May dance project. Thats why i signed up for Studio WU cus they allow me to be VERY flexible with my schedule=). BUT I STILL MISS ECNAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. ****&lt;br /&gt;4. SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. NIGHTS PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or rather, good morning. hahax. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-2136725455226245685?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/2136725455226245685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=2136725455226245685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/2136725455226245685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/2136725455226245685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-sem.html' title='FINAL SEM...'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-2743752289468999163</id><published>2008-08-29T14:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:18:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.........</title><content type='html'>hey world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl in office now.&lt;br /&gt;finished 2nd last semester a month ago&lt;br /&gt;in 3rd wk of job now.&lt;br /&gt;hope they'll extend contract=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, 1st week, excel file and event.&lt;br /&gt;2nd week, still stare at excel file.&lt;br /&gt;3rd week, excel over n done with. no new excel to stare at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the other miscelleneous jobs have been done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing is that i have a damn nice view from my window=)&lt;br /&gt;i have greens to look at to rest my eyes (which i forgot to do alot when i was staring at the excel files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hope they give me somehing that can sustain for more weeks than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite slacking being shuang, i'd rather be occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movin on to other things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gOnna be dancing again=)&lt;br /&gt;totally chionging rehersals now.....&lt;br /&gt;cheography nOt finalised yet.....shucks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have alot of pending art work for student activity.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sleep tonight again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sianned after the final meeting on wednesday where things were to be presented....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m confused as to what my behaviour should be......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay granted, i need better time management......i should have finished asking the other party all the questions......&lt;br /&gt;but i was seriously curious....&lt;br /&gt;i was giving a hypothesis...................&lt;br /&gt;u mean i cant even do that?&lt;br /&gt;what if it really happens?? what is the correct way of handling??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i sound like i m trying to answer for my actions, covering my own ass and pushing my right.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl here is inexperienced ya.....havent been doing activity in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the truth? what is the correct way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i just take everything at face value.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i even ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think i should just shut up, don't use brain and stone....&lt;br /&gt;cus say anything also can't do anything deshyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom says its not about them, its about you.&lt;br /&gt;yea........&lt;br /&gt;i tink so too....&lt;br /&gt;the basic realm of anger, the innate ability of arrogance, the want for perfection..............&lt;br /&gt;it runs like an enbalm in my family's blood.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so blardy tired by all these confusing things and situations......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i m ready for anything, needless to say leading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mae once said that we are never ready for these sort of thing........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, maybe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even have time to blog, oh my......this job is cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have japanese class homework....&lt;br /&gt;wished i brought to office man......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so miss the kids from childcare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, michelle has a blogshop....&lt;br /&gt;i m so freaking tempted can???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally gonna buy at least 2=pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will put her link up in the corner =PpP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy little world that we live in...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-2743752289468999163?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/2743752289468999163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=2743752289468999163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/2743752289468999163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/2743752289468999163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Updates.........'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-6041171072227345512</id><published>2008-06-08T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:04:25.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts that you have should be used to make good.</title><content type='html'>Isnt that so?&lt;br /&gt;if you had a gift for something, shouldnt it be used to make the world a better place?&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt it be used to say something real and touch the hearts of others? evoke a thought in others?&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt it be positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we do a performance, be it music or dance, or when we do an art piece,&lt;br /&gt;behind all the fun and enjoyment on stage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a message the artiste wants to put across&lt;br /&gt;an issue that the artisite wants to talk about&lt;br /&gt;a value that they want to portray&lt;br /&gt;an emotion or a story that they want to show&lt;br /&gt;a viewpoint that they want to speak of&lt;br /&gt;a picture that they want to paint&lt;br /&gt;a pain they want to tell&lt;br /&gt;a joy they want to sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is this insight that moves people. the thoughts and emotions behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason why i like the band simple plan. their lyrics are raw and true. it relates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it advocates sometimes even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these arty farty song writing, picture painting, dance cheographing?&lt;br /&gt;yea it entertains.&lt;br /&gt;my the upbeat ones really rawks the house down!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly? it reaches out to people, influences people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a gift, use it.....and use it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;that was all that i wanted you to understand........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;maybe next time, i should just shut it , save it and write it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-6041171072227345512?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/6041171072227345512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=6041171072227345512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6041171072227345512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6041171072227345512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/gifts-that-you-have-should-be-used-to.html' title='Gifts that you have should be used to make good.'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-6101633401572851605</id><published>2008-06-08T11:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:20:50.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't stop the beat!</title><content type='html'>Whoever watched Hairspray will know this song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;an excerpt:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You cant stop an avalanche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As it races down the hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can try to stop the seasons, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But ya know you never will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you can try to stop my dancin' feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i just cannot stand still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause the world keeps spinnin'Round and round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And my heart's keeping time To the speed of sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was lost til i heard the drums Then i found my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause you can't stop the beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever since this old world began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A woman found out if she shook it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She could shake up a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so i'm gonna shake and shimmy it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The best that i can today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you cant stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The motion of the ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or the sun in the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can wonder if you wanna But i never ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you try to hold me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm gonna spit in your eye and say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That you cant stop the beat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i know some parts of the song may sound cheesy, but the beat's infectious in that retro kind of way so to hell with it. And it is speaking the truth isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its true for me=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i have more hours in my day to do everything and to dance more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My journey in my interest, dance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started as a kid....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dragged my little brother and "cheographed" this ribbon dance thing to welcome my aunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;he willingly did it okay!! awww man....wish i took pictures, then i would use it as BLACKMAIL!! kidding=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then asked for ballet classes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents said no......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i always enjoyed watching figure skaters and ballroom dancers on TV thereafter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came primary school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember my classmates and i sang and danced to Westlife's Coast to Coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh the horror!! it was only "cheographed" the day before, and....nevermind......we were all young once. i don't want pcitures for this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came secondary school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by then, during CCA selections, I could never qualify for dance in school cus i was stiff like a stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N i was selected for choir&lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i love singing too u knw^^ miss my choir mates=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, in secondary 2, i helped learn the steps to Jolin Tsai's hit See my 72 transformations and Qi shi jing shen and danced together with my classmates for a teacher's day item..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i enjoyed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i didnt have a fringe then and looked like an egg on stage, so no way for pictures....no way.....i jus wanna rmb shaking to the beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were also choir Melizo 2 and 3=) The musicals had both singing AND dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the best of both worlds=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can totally hear Miley Cyrus singing Hannah Montana's opening song "best of both worlds" right now.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....then came poly and i WANTED to go for the dancesport cca (ballroom, u know salsa and the likes?) but the then PC had lots of meetings that i had to attend and they usually clashed with it....so i had to forgo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Dirty Dancing 2: Havana Nights as well as the original Dirty Dancing that year and i was mesmerised......LOVED the dancing in there! and the music!!! oh man. it was on replay mode for a long long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came STepUp=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had my eyeballs GLUED to the screen for that one. watched it countless times already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took my breath away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOODNESS I WANNA DANCE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw Heidi and Travis's PASO DoUble competition piece on So You think You can dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the bus watching TV mobile. I didnt want to get off! i vowed to one day learn that style too=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon in, came september kenshu and i cheographed the Retro piece to the song greased lightning and man it was just SO FUN=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*gimme more gimme more*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, when the opportunity came for me to choose to be in the dance team for spiko......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe. i jumped in right away! oh yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it exposed me to contemparary dance and i love it. I love the emotion you can evoke and the hidden messages portrayed with the right combination between the music, cheography and the emotion of the dancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it made me decide to really move it and sign up for &lt;strong&gt;ecnad.&lt;/strong&gt; a contemparary dance school that i had been eyeing for quite awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my lessons there=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then STEPUP2: THE STrEEts! came!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was smokin!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loved every minute in the cinema i tell ya! i wanted to GETUp N dAnce!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so so good!=) man can the moose guy and the leads dance!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the final one in the rain??? oh my!!!! faints!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted the songs in my MP3 right there and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinemas should have an outlet for movie goers to buy songs of the movies and load them directly into their music players. yea. totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the video's of america's best dance crew on youtube also, and goodness some of them were in the movie! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up, i danced in a contemparary piece for the gala dinner right after spiko's actual day too=) loved it. loved the 2mins and 15secs of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our final pose=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/SEuEyDR7XsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZlDeipyvPNw/s1600-h/DSC04434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209403389392936642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/SEuEyDR7XsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZlDeipyvPNw/s320/DSC04434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kinda sad that it was all over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i had was the classes at ecnad left.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then came ANOTHER opportunity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hiphop piece for the celebration dinner=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh i had so much fun learning a new style!! through out it all, i had difficulty breaking out of the "ballerina-contemparary" mould. i was so used to it that i point my feet on instinct everytime i lift up my feet and have that floaty feel ....not very hiphoppy. hahax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, i got alittle used to it though i still did not totally break the mould. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i TOTALLY ENJOYED THAT DAY'S PERFORMANCE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know how to describe it....but thing is, there wasn't much thinking of the dance steps when i danced. my body just seemed to flow with the music!! i could feel it in my veins!!gaahhh!! that's a first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that feeling was just AMAZING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;completely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it makes me wanna take up hiphop now too!!! oh no!!! where am i going to find the time??? BUT I WANT TO! I HAVE TO! hahax=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wanna grab that class that teaches DongBangShinGi's "O.Jung.Ban.Hap." dance steps. OMO! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAWT!HAWT!HAWT!=DD&lt;/span&gt; too bad i couldnt go for Purple Line ivy ne-chyan!! TEACH ME SOON K???! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;憶えてくださいね !!!　私の休み時　いしょに　ﾀﾞﾝｽｰ を　しましょ！＝）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;our group pic=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/SEuK1jHiPzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/itthJLGAm9o/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209410046548655922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/SEuK1jHiPzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/itthJLGAm9o/s320/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh. wanna go on dancing=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ballet?? hiphop? salsa?? anyone??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAx!=P&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-6101633401572851605?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/6101633401572851605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=6101633401572851605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6101633401572851605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/6101633401572851605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-cant-stop-beat.html' title='You Can&apos;t stop the beat!'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/SEuEyDR7XsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZlDeipyvPNw/s72-c/DSC04434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-9199796319736366622</id><published>2008-03-28T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:33:23.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International relations and its inspirations</title><content type='html'>Mae's friend kohsuke came to Singapore recently and ohyea. we (mae, jing, liangyi n i) spent our days bringing him round the island.&lt;br /&gt;Went sentosa *smiles* and came back a shade darker.&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis, and the market near there and made him eat "weird" things.&lt;br /&gt;Went Haji lane and shisha-ed and made funny videos.&lt;br /&gt;Went to crazy elephant and drank with him, mae, jing and danny (another of mae's uni friends) and we "vadalized" on the table to leave our mark there.&lt;br /&gt;And more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a lot of fun getting to know this japanese friend who just delights in our little dot of a country.&lt;br /&gt;Bringing him around made me realise that SIngapOre isn't that bad...it has it's beautiful side too.&lt;br /&gt;I now love my country a little better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him has also made me inspired to be brave and travel the world alone and make new friends. It has also made me more determined and inspired to perfect my "blah" japanese and reach greater heights and fly over there for a month or two to explore and study the laguage in a school there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ka-ching* needed. real bad. hahax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-9199796319736366622?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/9199796319736366622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=9199796319736366622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/9199796319736366622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/9199796319736366622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/03/international-relations-and-its.html' title='International relations and its inspirations'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-5499191061240020219</id><published>2008-03-24T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:08:31.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if your cry for it instictively, it is the dearest isnt it?</title><content type='html'>Dance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come to love it.&lt;br /&gt;i like the feel of the movements.&lt;br /&gt;i like the way the beat moves within me.&lt;br /&gt;i like the way emotions can be conveyed with the flick of a finger and tilt of a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mom and dad came against my desire to learn it at ECNAD......&lt;br /&gt;mom and i both drew the anger out of each other.....&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't listen&lt;br /&gt;they wouldn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears flowed&lt;br /&gt;on instinct.&lt;br /&gt;the sense of loss was just so scarily painful.........&lt;br /&gt;i cried like a freaking baby&lt;br /&gt;only to realise that its because i cherish it so much. The most in fact.&lt;br /&gt;I had to calm down and let them understand.&lt;br /&gt;Calm down and fight for my chance, with a quiet strength and acceptance as never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could not seem to talk face to face&lt;br /&gt;I ended up having to thank technology for letting me use sms-es to convey my dreams and views about dance and ECNAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finally agreed=)&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting in anticipation for lesson to commence next Wednesday!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say....&lt;br /&gt;is thank you......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-5499191061240020219?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-4162460844998145781</id><published>2008-03-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:03:54.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a start of a new journey</title><content type='html'>The success of the enshrinement ceremony and kick off meeting and cultural performance......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a simple sentence........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would never be possible without the mystic law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be at the final rehearsal and feel the happiness and anticipation in your bones that it is really thoroughly finally here....&lt;br /&gt;to watch the entire performance magically unfold like clockwork on the actual day after a day of screw ups....&lt;br /&gt;to have the strength to go on despite pain, sickness and other obstacles...&lt;br /&gt;and even more mystically, strength that pulsates like never before at your weakest moment.....&lt;br /&gt;to hear the many different little stories of triumph, little stories of how each one protected and served the law.....&lt;br /&gt;to see the strength, determination, drive and fighting spirit of all......&lt;br /&gt;too look back on the long journey at the marking of the start of a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touching, beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all.......&lt;br /&gt;there was a feeling of loss.....&lt;br /&gt;getting used to being free again.....&lt;br /&gt;getting used to not seeing the rest of those performers regularly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes the biggest question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to strive for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you find your true calling? your true mission?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do you inspire??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m searching............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;most of the time, we already know the perfect answer, but we run around in circles surveying the scene and thoughts of others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but we will get there. we will find the feeling for it somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-4162460844998145781?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/4162460844998145781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=4162460844998145781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4162460844998145781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4162460844998145781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/03/start-of-new-journey.html' title='a start of a new journey'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-8528419141574011254</id><published>2008-03-03T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:16:45.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wall</title><content type='html'>Unseen and invisible it grows&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;Like a virus it slowly&lt;br /&gt;eats away the bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtually i can always reach out&lt;br /&gt;yet i mock at the irony&lt;br /&gt;that in reality&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't so some time before,&lt;br /&gt;where wonderful camaraderie&lt;br /&gt;was apparent.&lt;br /&gt;And now i slowly feel&lt;br /&gt;that i am losing my once safe haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A missed step, a ruined dance.&lt;br /&gt;What beautiful turn must i use,&lt;br /&gt;To rise gracefully from the fall&lt;br /&gt;and save my dance in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mock&lt;br /&gt;I despair&lt;br /&gt;I snort&lt;br /&gt;at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I wish&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;That it will crumble and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;before it crushes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-8528419141574011254?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/8528419141574011254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=8528419141574011254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/8528419141574011254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/8528419141574011254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/03/wall.html' title='The wall'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3106444049926134801</id><published>2008-02-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:20:51.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale of a shoe</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in year 2008, on the 3rd day of the lunar new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a girl was having lunch with her family at Toa Payoh Hub's KouFu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She stood up to get desserts with her younger brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She walked a few steps, "yakking" away with her brother, when she felt something lightly snap.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she looked down at her right foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the front ribbon of her black heels had snapped open! JUst LIKE THAT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62szD1cDZI/AAAAAAAAALg/hx6z8Opfwho/s1600-h/Photo0252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164974340866575762" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="138" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62szD1cDZI/AAAAAAAAALg/hx6z8Opfwho/s320/Photo0252.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62tCT1cDaI/AAAAAAAAALo/9SP3enL0jbU/s1600-h/Photo0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164974602859580834" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62tCT1cDaI/AAAAAAAAALo/9SP3enL0jbU/s320/Photo0289.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She literally dragged her feet back to the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her MOM laughed like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her DAD laughed even louder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She laughed histerically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: "WHy didnt you buy something that was sewn on?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: " We go NTUC buy slipper for you...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: "NOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!! SLipper and my CNY clothes???=O"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: "Faster finish, we go find a shoe shop."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bro: "I carry you down la. Fireman style. Hehe. Then pretend its an emergency, then too heavy, opps* u go over the railing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: "Nooooooooo! I WILL WALK. BAREFOOTED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: "U walk lor!" *chet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starts eating dessert....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: "aiyah, we go to the shop and find shoes for you ok?? i find my those aunty aunty kind one....hehehe...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: :"Noooooo!!! Wait Wait!!! ahhhh!!! i will come with you!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom n Dad: "SIT DOWN."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl had no choice but to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bro: "Don't worry, mom has good taste. Her taste better than you...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: "Thanks................. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 mins later........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad walks into KouFU, shopping bag in hand........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad sits down, opens bag and takes out a GORGEOUS PAIR OF HEELS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;girl tries it on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was tight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one size too small..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: "When did your feet grow bigger than mine????!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: "Let's bring it down to change, come lets go...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl stood up and started dragging herself to the door, laughing like mad....giggling like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She made it to the door.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the shoe slipped off.&lt;/div&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;Bro and Dad stood behind and laugh and tried to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl gave up and yanked of both shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She walked barefoot in the crowded mall to the shoe shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she got her right size............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wjj1cDdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BqadZyPRTIM/s1600-h/Photo0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164978472625114578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wjj1cDdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/BqadZyPRTIM/s320/Photo0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wND1cDbI/AAAAAAAAALw/zOBBYQ2znUE/s1600-h/Photo0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164978086078057906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wND1cDbI/AAAAAAAAALw/zOBBYQ2znUE/s320/Photo0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wYT1cDcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FE5hVcWPK_I/s1600-h/Photo0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164978279351586242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62wYT1cDcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/FE5hVcWPK_I/s320/Photo0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R621bz1cDfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dQvVEelEU6M/s1600-h/Photo0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164983837039267314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R621bz1cDfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dQvVEelEU6M/s320/Photo0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62x0z1cDeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TxwfVo19y8o/s1600-h/Photo0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164979868489485794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62x0z1cDeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TxwfVo19y8o/s320/Photo0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R621tT1cDgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6uSeQEFhFCk/s1600-h/Photo0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164984137686978050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R621tT1cDgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6uSeQEFhFCk/s320/Photo0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R622BT1cDhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LpaFNluwuY8/s1600-h/Photo0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164984481284361746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R622BT1cDhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LpaFNluwuY8/s320/Photo0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shop ladies knew about the episode...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently, Dad said : " 我的小姐在楼上没有鞋穿。。。" (eng: my little missus is sitting upstairs with no shoes to wear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAHHH!!! Daddy called me Xiao JIe......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look on the bright side gal, cus it means he thinks you are his little princess even though you are all grown up=)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and apparently........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he told mom to get a better quality pair.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was also the one to choose the design...saying: this one this one, she like this kind one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom actually went, "Black again, how about the brown??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he said " No la, black. She like those black colour type.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******gan dong******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so freaking touched=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy actually notices my dress sense and preference!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I M SO IN LOVE WITH MY NEW HEELS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my "glammest", "classiest" and highest yet=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m gOing to do my best to protect this pair like CRAZY=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2729129283410633540-3106444049926134801?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/3106444049926134801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=3106444049926134801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3106444049926134801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3106444049926134801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/02/tale-of-shoe.html' title='Tale of a shoe'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62szD1cDZI/AAAAAAAAALg/hx6z8Opfwho/s72-c/Photo0252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-5014871060350395492</id><published>2008-02-09T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:20:52.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐！！</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the lunar new year once again, meaning :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sumptious FOOD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully for the ladies in my house, the men (my dad and uncle) are GOOD COOKS and call the shots in the kitchen=) So all we "gals" got to do is probably help prepare the ingredients and clean up the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite a good deal considering that we do not have to stand infront of a stove for over 7 hours=P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at the men at work=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62dFT1cDRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qKi8hEK8PJs/s1600-h/Photo0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164957062213143826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62dFT1cDRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qKi8hEK8PJs/s320/Photo0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;opps.....forgot to rotate the picture=P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. New year means &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; Clothes and shoes=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I bought stuff way last minute this year. On the eve of new year's eve. Bugis was literally choking me with the amount of people in there. Thankfully my friend and I survived and managed to get 2 tops, a ring (gift from serene^^), 4 pairs of earrings and a new pair of black peep-toe heels at a real steal=) i just manage to get nice shop ladies yea=) Thanks serene for accompanying me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62eWj1cDSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LaBnNbvweOo/s1600-h/Photo0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164958458077515042" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62eWj1cDSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/LaBnNbvweOo/s320/Photo0106.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62gkD1cDTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PAgcTLCKJtU/s1600-h/Photo0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164960889029004594" style="CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62gkD1cDTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PAgcTLCKJtU/s320/Photo0327.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62hPD1cDVI/AAAAAAAAALA/1s4x1MhBPqY/s1600-h/Photo0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164961627763379538" style="CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62hPD1cDVI/AAAAAAAAALA/1s4x1MhBPqY/s320/Photo0326.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. ANg POWs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ka-ching!!**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62jcz1cDWI/AAAAAAAAALI/Olc3Tk2DuGw/s1600-h/Photo0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164964063009836386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62jcz1cDWI/AAAAAAAAALI/Olc3Tk2DuGw/s320/Photo0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Manicure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent new year's eve afternoon doing my nails at home. I have to get some red in somewhere since most of my outfits aren't red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62lyz1cDXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9Q0oVIIgL_I/s1600-h/Photo0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164966639990214002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62lyz1cDXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9Q0oVIIgL_I/s320/Photo0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;a twist to the french manicure=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Meeting family=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially cousins that you have not seen in ages, to just catch up or watch how much they have grown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to visit this grandaunt, who is my granny's younger sister. SHe looks like the YOUNGER and ROUNDER version of my gran when she was alive! GAHHH....it was like seeing gran again! her voice and actions were so SIMILAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANd my baby cousin! One of them is an apparent budding genius....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at how he attacks the piano with so much interest and gusto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62nRD1cDYI/AAAAAAAAALY/LLM50bAK7s0/s1600-h/Photo0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164968259192884610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R62nRD1cDYI/AAAAAAAAALY/LLM50bAK7s0/s320/Photo0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and believe it, this 2.5year old kid KNOWS AND COMPREHENDS HIS NUMBERS AND ALPHABETS AND CAN ABOVE ALL.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WRITE IT! LEGIBLY!!! WITH A PENCIL using the PINCER GRASP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened to the nOrmal palmar grasp u tell me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he is just SO adorable!&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;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Looking at the last few days of chinese new year festivities on the whole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the usual.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gatherings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling bored quite alot. Especially on the second day....even the TV programmes were "blah"....my baby cousin and 3 rounds of majong near midnight were the day's highlight i tell you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and feeling restless and WISHING there was dance practice so i can work of the furstration of sitting still at home or someone's home and having to think about exams..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhh....and feeling weird, since gran isnt around anymore, and the family unity on m dad's side kinda......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fragmanted??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or disintegrated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea.....didnt get to meet 3 of my cousins.....gahhh......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least there's my baby cousin=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mom's side "ka-chungs" !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and singing in the car as our family zipped around in it all over singapore, from hougang, to tampines, to ang mo kio, to clementi, to woodlands, to yishun, to seletar................&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;HAPPY CNY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if it is the same old / new old routine..................&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/2729129283410633540-5014871060350395492?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/5014871060350395492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=5014871060350395492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3272353010904726621</id><published>2008-01-24T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:21:02.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Supervision for Maths</title><content type='html'>Gosh it was nerve wrecking! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so much planning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so much time spent on making the materials,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so much time spent typing lesson plans on the computer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so many late nights colouring away (with my darling bro's help=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My math learning corner was set up with all activities.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my matrix board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R54IaBf63eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fglxJ0DEz3E/s1600-h/Photo0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160571466185104866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R54IaBf63eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fglxJ0DEz3E/s320/Photo0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my logical pairs jigsaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R54Ikxf63fI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G7eULWkj_qk/s1600-h/Photo0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160571650868698610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R54Ikxf63fI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G7eULWkj_qk/s320/Photo0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my match the picture story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my match my shadow activity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all ready to be used in my last and final lesson for this semester=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which was implemented today, under the watchful eye of my centre's mentor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was smooth most of the time=)&lt;br /&gt;and the children....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna hug them real tight for being so well behaved^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my mentor said that my activities were quite good=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sense of satisfaction was just soooo overwhelming.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i SKIPPED and did the typical japanese drama "yatta" (peace sign and jumping in the air) move....on the way to the bus stop=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i smiled like a blithering idiot....making some of the ah peks stare at me like i was a lunatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i learnt from the other girl who goes to my centre too but is from another class that....when she went for her attachment that day.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the kids called her Ms SanSan=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhhh.....look at the young 'uns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are missing me already=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just love it when they all swarm around me and call my name when i arrive=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like having a horde of kids.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minus the giving birth part=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakaka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh...i m goNna miss them...&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/2729129283410633540-3272353010904726621?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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her Uni days=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she brought back nice sweet treats for us=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOGOo( chocolate snack=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and more=) yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most interseting though is this......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R49s0jGczpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nZpymLYL13E/s1600-h/Photo0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156459748393799314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkpTHshMMoE/R49s0jGczpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nZpymLYL13E/s320/Photo0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the candy cane edition of the hershey's kisses!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhhh!!!!!!! it was nice=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this one even happened to have a cute little face on it ( by accident....it's just the red coloured mint bits)&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;welcome home "karchung"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**hugs**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-4267687230663911539?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/4267687230663911539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=4267687230663911539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4267687230663911539'/><link rel='self' 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highway.&lt;br /&gt;and it brings the entire view of the road into a whole new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;verdict: shuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.....yea. i did get the qualms of.....&lt;br /&gt;-errr....there is no bOx (like the car) in which i am enclosed.&lt;br /&gt;-it will balance right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...DUH...its my first time on it of course will get nervous la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out okay as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey.....&lt;br /&gt;there are alot of things where you just have to jump on board and take the ride and you realise that....&lt;br /&gt;it isnt as bad as it seems&lt;br /&gt;it isnt as scary as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can even turn out to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning new things&lt;br /&gt;and trying new things&lt;br /&gt;makes the days more colourful&lt;br /&gt;makes one feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like MOE's tagline: i can......IF YOU TEACH ME HOW&lt;br /&gt;i can try and learn and do new things&lt;br /&gt;if you teach me how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i try next???&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh....HORSE BACK RIDING!! anyone knows the price??? hahax.&lt;br /&gt;just don't tell me reverse bungee .......i will die from it. I AM NOT THAT COURAGEOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh.....seeing F1 would be cool=)) hahahx!!! (grew up watching F1 on TV you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh....like i have the time=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will one day though=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Cheers to learning and challenging your limits!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-2075550950353961537?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/2075550950353961537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=2075550950353961537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/2075550950353961537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>if you had only 6 months to live</title><content type='html'>最近、「電池が切れるまで」みました。&lt;br /&gt;第４話のしゅへいー君は&lt;br /&gt;has only 6 months to live.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so YOUNG!!　でも、癌があるね。all those around him knows he is dying.....&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt....&lt;br /&gt;its so painful...&lt;br /&gt;ほんとに痛いです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked myself....&lt;br /&gt;what if i had only 6 months to live.....&lt;br /&gt;what if my battery was running out just like the children in the show....&lt;br /&gt;what will i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わからない。絶対解らない。&lt;br /&gt;will i just give up?&lt;br /&gt;or choose to inspire?&lt;br /&gt;where do their courage come from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i afraid to live?&lt;br /&gt;when these sick children are only afraid to die??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界で、さびしいの人がたくさんだろう。&lt;br /&gt;この悲しいの物がたりもたくさんね。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私も恐い。もしも気が狂ったならばどしよかなと思って。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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live'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-3964172214772610800</id><published>2008-01-02T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:17:13.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friggin hell</title><content type='html'>we are friggin same u friggin ass!&lt;br /&gt;you, me and the family&lt;br /&gt;she's friggin pissed therefore you are friggin pissed&lt;br /&gt;and i am friggin pissed cus' you are friggin pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think we don't friggin understand&lt;br /&gt;and we think you don't friggin understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think she is friggin arrogant&lt;br /&gt;i think you both are firggin arrogant&lt;br /&gt;and now you think i my friggin arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rub your eyes&lt;br /&gt;open your friggin heart&lt;br /&gt;and ask your friggin self&lt;br /&gt;to friggin realise&lt;br /&gt;that i am you and you are me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am your friggin mirror&lt;br /&gt;can't you see????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a friggin good way to start the year..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-3964172214772610800?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/3964172214772610800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=3964172214772610800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3964172214772610800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/3964172214772610800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2008/01/friggin-hell.html' title='friggin hell'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-8431638233584760516</id><published>2007-12-04T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:23:49.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons learnt</title><content type='html'>Society is a university in its own right.....&lt;br /&gt;If you open your eyes and heart, one realises that there are a million things to learn.....&lt;br /&gt;Some seem so insignificant that they dont seem like lessons.....but they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i learnt today:&lt;br /&gt; *Always read the fine print in any document.&lt;br /&gt;* Never expect others to pity you, becuase theyhave their own problems too.....&lt;br /&gt;* sometimes, you just have to do it......and do it with a smile, or you forfiet a happy experience. (mind over body)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIghto- Oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the assignments......i just have to live through this week and life will be better, and i can live easy......&lt;br /&gt;this week is packed.....&lt;br /&gt;but..........忍一忍就会过去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;笑一笑， 没什么事情过不了。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with every failed move, stand up and try again, aiming for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;face it with determination and readiness in the eyes, because the audience can tell.&lt;br /&gt;dicipline is one of the keys..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's dance.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's life.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-8431638233584760516?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/8431638233584760516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=8431638233584760516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/8431638233584760516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/8431638233584760516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2007/12/lessons-learnt.html' title='Lessons learnt'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729129283410633540.post-4645663034335980765</id><published>2007-11-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:15:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过一天算一天</title><content type='html'>好久没有用华文来写东西了。也许我忽略华文太久了吧？怎么感觉上打华文字变得很难，有些简简单单的字都记不起。搞什么嘛。。。这根本是辜负了从小学二年级开始教我华文的补习老师了啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;但老师，至少我还是喜欢华文，还是觉得它是一个充满情感的优美语言。&lt;br /&gt;不知为什么， 总觉得有些情感用华文描绘出来总是比较动人， 总是比较有意思。&lt;br /&gt;想想看， 一连串英文字往往能以华文的四个字表达出来。。。妙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，学校功课一个接一个， 感觉上好像是无法停息的海浪，一直往岸上冲。&lt;br /&gt;我每个星期还要练舞两次。（但练舞是个非常快乐的时光，所以无所谓为啦！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但累还是会的嘛。。。&lt;br /&gt;只能过一天算一天。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一向来。。。。不太有时间观念。。。&lt;br /&gt;所以。。。。在我应该练日文的时候，在我应该赶功课的时候。。。&lt;br /&gt;惭愧的。。。我往往会被网路上的偶像剧给迷惑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天刚看完微笑Pasta...虽然是去年早已播放的戏， 但是还是非常喜欢！！&lt;br /&gt;也让我觉得，嘿！张栋梁还蛮不错嘛！Cyndi 也让我觉得，嘿！你这样才对嘛！just the right amount of cuteness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得当时张栋梁刚出道的时候，我看着他的封面照， 我心里想：这个摄影师真是够烂，怎么把他拍得黑眼圈那么明显？害这个新人看起来那么疲惫。他的歌声是委婉动听的， 都是摄影师啦。。所以，我那个时候就并没有觉得他是一个好看的人，只是平平凡凡而已。&lt;br /&gt;谁知到，他为了讲华语运动而来访我的中学， 我看到他本人。。。。&lt;br /&gt;才发现。。。。。他是好看的啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;他穿得很casual, 头上带这个baseball cap, 但我记得。。一旦他笑了起来。。。&lt;br /&gt;那个笑容是有足于力量来照亮全场的观众！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了微笑pasta......我确实是成为他的粉丝了！因为。。。。他平凡，但久了。。he grows on you...&lt;br /&gt;okay...or maybe its just me k??? HAHAX!&lt;br /&gt;***i even joined his official portal as a member***&lt;br /&gt;----〉但加入的一个重点是跟他说生日快乐啦。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m inspired though......&lt;br /&gt;最近有试着作词编曲。。。&lt;br /&gt;但都是不是很见的人的啦。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚才从外婆口中得知，在外公年轻的时候， 他的舞艺非凡， 跳起Tango全场会目不转睛。&lt;br /&gt;我家的艺术细胞是不是各代相传？我爸妈歌唱跳舞是还好，但他们并没有对艺术有像火一般在烧的热情。 反而我和弟弟 love the arts......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we were born for the stage and didnt know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***华文真的不容易 type ahhhh!!****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚就到此为止吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729129283410633540-4645663034335980765?l=beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/feeds/4645663034335980765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2729129283410633540&amp;postID=4645663034335980765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4645663034335980765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729129283410633540/posts/default/4645663034335980765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautifulcoralsofthedeepbluesea.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='过一天算一天'/><author><name>SanSan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396356456558555599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05153597941692382286'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>