<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:22:40.998+08:00</updated><category term='Others'/><category term='Things to share'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Drama'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Sarabande - In Unison</title><subtitle type='html'>Beautiful as the Melody, Paced out as Choreographed, Synchronized to the Beat...
Fast or Slow, it's in Unison</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7100305455223360472</id><published>2011-04-24T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T03:33:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who makes the best concert audience?</title><content type='html'>I think the audience of a symphony orchestra concert is the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They try their best not to make any sound when the orchestra is playing so much so that you can hear people start coughing once the piece or movement is completed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They clap only at the end of the piece, never in between, and do it continuously as long as the orchestra is on stage, but stop immediately when the conductor rise his baton to start the next piece. Such discipline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The applause is generous and always with shouts of "bravo" and standing ovation at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7100305455223360472?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7100305455223360472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7100305455223360472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7100305455223360472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7100305455223360472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-makes-best-concert-audience.html' title='Who makes the best concert audience?'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4400288216068075447</id><published>2009-11-15T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:27:07.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Stumbling on Happiness</title><content type='html'>It was a surprising pleasant read. It helps me to understand why people including myself, make choices and regret later. Why we always yearn and regret for things we couldn't get or didn't do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance upon this book when I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/dan_gilbert_asks_why_are_we_happy.html"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; by the author Daniel Gilbert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stumbling_on_Happiness"&gt;Stumbling on Happiness&lt;/a&gt; is a provocative read. Not meant for the faint hearted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4400288216068075447?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4400288216068075447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4400288216068075447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4400288216068075447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4400288216068075447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2009/11/stumbling-on-happiness.html' title='Stumbling on Happiness'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3930574802246615060</id><published>2009-11-14T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:52:47.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Up the  Kilimanjaro mountain</title><content type='html'>Almost 2 years have passed since I was up the mountain. Writing a post only at this point of time serve as the chance to reflect and just tell what was still enact in my memories and how these memories made me feel now. I want to wait till the pain and joy I went through at that time are diluted. I think these would be my real learnings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking now with additional years of growth and thoughts, the emotions and experience that have passed through me at that point of time now gave me a new perspective to my life and aspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trekking up the mountain was a training of the mental strength and releasing of the potential of one's body and mind. I could still remember when I was moving up on the summit climb, I could only push on by focusing on the success story I could tell if I have done it. What a show-off I want to be, when I think about this now. I'm not a story teller who can leads anyone to feel how I felt at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to read some stories from mountaineers who survive the worst ordeals in the mountains. Under the titanic forces of nature, it is easy to understand how vulnerable humans can be and how naive I have been. But at the same time, human can only tap into the deepest wells of potential when it is for survival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ask how I truly felt about being on top of the mountain, I felt just what those authors did. After being at the highest point, when you look back in time, you can feel a sense of almost emptiness in the heart. Like you lost something and you know you can never get it back or replace it with anything else. And you can only feel its presence in the way it had influence and grow you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3930574802246615060?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3930574802246615060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3930574802246615060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3930574802246615060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3930574802246615060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/09/up-kilimanjaro-mountain.html' title='Up the  Kilimanjaro mountain'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7481366716052240612</id><published>2008-06-01T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:32:52.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Boracay Wreck Dive (May 08)</title><content type='html'>After 2 years, I finally get to dive again. This dive is quite deep, up to 30m. At this depth, air get used up pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing very spectacular. It's a vessel sunken 7 years ago, so not too much coral yet. This is my second wreck dive after the first one during my advanced open. Nevertheless, it's still enjoyable. after all, it's scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYW3lGzl30&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYW3lGzl30&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun down the water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7481366716052240612?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7481366716052240612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7481366716052240612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7481366716052240612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7481366716052240612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/06/boracay-wreck-dive-may-08.html' title='Boracay Wreck Dive (May 08)'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5159804894302267378</id><published>2008-05-03T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:00:58.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Work Harder, Play Harder</title><content type='html'>I'm definitely working harder.  But not playing harder. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5159804894302267378?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/5159804894302267378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=5159804894302267378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5159804894302267378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5159804894302267378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/05/work-harder-play-harder.html' title='Work Harder, Play Harder'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7532172696930735117</id><published>2008-04-20T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:57:35.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Precious - Umizaru 2:Test of Trust OST</title><content type='html'>This is the MV of the OST. I loved this song when I watched the movie earlier this year, but I didn't know what's the title. But somehow, I chanced upon it and there was a moment of deja-vu. A search on Google revealed to me that it is the theme song for Umizaru 2! Cool find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSUdWIr5BMQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSUdWIr5BMQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yuno Ito is a really good singer. And she had a duet with Celine Dion, A world to believe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7532172696930735117?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7532172696930735117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7532172696930735117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7532172696930735117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7532172696930735117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/04/precious-umizaru-2test-of-trust-ost.html' title='Precious - Umizaru 2:Test of Trust OST'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-6447856933419122239</id><published>2008-02-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:29:29.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Searching for answers</title><content type='html'>A question on morality.&lt;br /&gt;If the only way to get food and medical supplies to a refugee camp is to smuggle arms along with those supplies, will you do it? Forget about the risk of getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question on longing.&lt;br /&gt;Do we miss the people we don't get to see more or do we miss those we get to see everyday more? Do we remember the people more for the happy moments they have brought us or do we remember them more for the misery they have brought us? Sometimes we tend to miss those things we have lost more than those we have around us. And it's just a thin line to cross from missing to forgetting. It's weird how our hearts and minds can play tricks on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beyond Borders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-6447856933419122239?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/6447856933419122239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=6447856933419122239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6447856933419122239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6447856933419122239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-always-have-answers.html' title='Searching for answers'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7063396803852339787</id><published>2008-02-04T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T12:08:38.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>A New Day - Wish Item #1</title><content type='html'>Saw the dvd of this sell-out performance last weekend. Bought it. This is really great. Some this has become the 1st item I got on my 2008 wish list.&lt;br /&gt;A few things on the dvd. The visual effects and the stage performance didn't out as good as I would expected it to be. Perhaps the stage is just too huge to be captured on screen. Nevertheless, the extras are more than enough to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162969314079450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R6aNPI_yphI/AAAAAAAAAEw/I30C58S_Dbg/s400/Celine+Dion+-+A+New+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I think the long running show at Las Vegas had made her a better performer as compared to 10 years ago. Perhaps it's the change to motherhood that brings a sense of maturity in her.&lt;br /&gt;If you like her songs or voice, this will be a must-get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7063396803852339787?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7063396803852339787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7063396803852339787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7063396803852339787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7063396803852339787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-day-wish-item-1.html' title='A New Day - Wish Item #1'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R6aNPI_yphI/AAAAAAAAAEw/I30C58S_Dbg/s72-c/Celine+Dion+-+A+New+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-6940473027132066774</id><published>2008-01-20T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:29:18.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>The future comes along its way</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The year begins with the question with what I’m going to work as in the future. It automatically leads me to think what kind of life I want. How do I want to live my next few decades? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These thoughts spiraled through my head. The answers didn’t come immediately. I know what I have to do. Be honest with myself. It’s not easy. Sometimes I think I might not even know if I’m lying to myself. Sometimes I don’t get any answers for the questions I asked. It is worst then not getting answers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought about The Alchemist - Answer to Your Calling. If I do that, I can get the riches or treasure of my life. Else, I can just lose the direction in my life. It’s not as simple as just following my own thoughts. Especially when I mentioned I can’t tell what is real all the time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I know I’m still on this journey (as long as I live). I’ll grow to be who I want myself to be with no regrets. I have to write down what I think is the truth for me. Events that happen around me continue to help me be in-tune with my own feelings and values. Lucky for them, I’m able to better know who I am. I learn about how turn-off I can be about some other people. I ask myself why I’m turn-off. And I get my answer (thank you). I don’t like self-centered behavior, and words/actions that neglect other people’s feelings. I’m equally guilty of behaving the same way at times. I don’t want to judge anyone just because they have these personality traits, so I just write down I don’t like what they are doing. They are not wrong in my opinion. We are just different. I think I have a real high score for F to make me feel this way about others. I know this means I have to work on social dynamics and interpersonal relationships. Making people feel good about themselves is my calling but I don’t expect just anyone to understand and feel the same as I do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I kept thinking that before I can help anyone, I have to deal with myself and make sure I’m congruent and doing well. It means take care of my own problems before I start meddling into others. Down the road, I came to know that my problems will never end. New ones come and old ones resurface. If I only help myself, I can never answer the call. I’ll never be happy. In life, the realization always comes at the least expected moment. As a surprise. I was watching the latest TV hit, Heroes. From it, I realized that even heroes have their problems to solve constantly. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. But weaknesses shouldn’t be stopping us from helping the rest. Weaknesses are there so that we have to work with other people and we need each other help to improve our life. It means we need to learn to work with people, to reach to the ones who need help and from them, we can get to learn how we can carry on with a meaningful life. You might not be able to help &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, but Bernard can and you can help Bernard. We may not see the immediate effects of our actions but we have to believe in paying it forward. One good turn deserve another. What goes round comes round. I’m beginning to hold a stronger belief towards Kharma. Somehow, I feel life can get simpler with this belief. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t need to be the greatest man in the world. I just have to be the greatest man I want to be, in the way I want to be. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And when I think further about a few words my friends had shared on impermanence. I think I’m experiencing it with my changing thoughts and beliefs. I feel differently about other people and myself already since the time I’m revealed to some answers. It just happens and certain emotions and opinions about things just go away bit by bit. Welcome to the new rules, I say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-6940473027132066774?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/6940473027132066774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=6940473027132066774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6940473027132066774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6940473027132066774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/01/future-comes-along-its-way.html' title='The future comes along its way'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-396756814700600820</id><published>2008-01-13T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:49:54.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>2 weeks into 2008, I was already asked several times about my goals or resolution for the year. I'm not planning to write a list of them this year. Instead, I want to adopt an attitude and carry it through. I came up with a mission statement for myself to stay focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Work Harder, Play Harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year my aim is to use my time efficiently and enrich my life in all aspects. I foresee 2008 is a year of tremendous challenges and hence also means opportunities and growth for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Work Harder&lt;/span&gt;. It's a make it or break it year at work. My colleague suggested work smarter. I agree to his point. It also may determine where I want to go for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Play Harder&lt;/span&gt;. What's life without play and fun? Got to go explore more places, try new activities, widen my social circle. Realize life is too short to just bump around and sleep 12 hours on weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-396756814700600820?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/396756814700600820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=396756814700600820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/396756814700600820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/396756814700600820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5892563434635956696</id><published>2008-01-13T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:28:53.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>More Japanese film</title><content type='html'>As mentioned earlier, I watched the highly acclaimed japanese animation in the week. This weekend was filled with more Japan stuff. I bought 3 more Japanese movies, Hula Girls, Umizaru 1 &amp;amp; 2 and watched 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, I missed the Hula Girls last year in the cinema. It's based on a true story that took place in 1965 in a small coal mining village in Japan. It talks about the breaking free of traditional thinking, going against your dearest family while fighting for your dreams and strong bondings between teacher and students.  One word to sum it up - Touching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umizaru 2 was out the year before. I heard it was good and wanted to watch it but given my usual style, I hate to watch the Part 2 without watching Part1 1st. I'm the kind who can miss the ending but will choose not to watch a movie if I miss the beginning. I tried to search for the Part 1 and couldn't find it till yesterday at Page One where they have a VCD box set for both parts. I'm missing diving after watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm living a Japan weekend.  I also had a Japanese dinner on saturday at Akashi. The sashimi here lives up to standard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5892563434635956696?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/5892563434635956696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=5892563434635956696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5892563434635956696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5892563434635956696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-japanese-film.html' title='More Japanese film'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-6061984195400470867</id><published>2008-01-10T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:42:42.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Storytellers</title><content type='html'>After so many years, I still think that the Japanese are the world's best storyteller. Their manga, drama and anime are proof of this statement. Their greatest works are really the best stories ever told and illustrated. Plots may be simple but the words and how the stories unfold can always be dramatic, unexpected or touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed a one good animation last year but got the vcd. They just get better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R4Y8sr4AUPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pej6_BQGIyc/s1600-h/GirlWhoLeaptThroughTime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R4Y8sr4AUPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pej6_BQGIyc/s400/GirlWhoLeaptThroughTime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873561961648370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go watch this. You won't regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-6061984195400470867?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/6061984195400470867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=6061984195400470867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6061984195400470867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6061984195400470867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/01/storytellers.html' title='Storytellers'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R4Y8sr4AUPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pej6_BQGIyc/s72-c/GirlWhoLeaptThroughTime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-1824946128718096495</id><published>2008-01-01T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:43:56.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>New Year's Gift</title><content type='html'>I received a gift at the countdown party- a kiss ... ... from mother Nature. This is the consequence when fun went overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it a bit of irony. I engaged in mountain trekking and was unscathed. Who will expect that I hurt myself back at a party. Really have to exert caution at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R3n5Pb4AUOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uw99dAubMb4/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 257px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R3n5Pb4AUOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uw99dAubMb4/s400/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150421692450885858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feeling crippled with the right hand down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't exert too much strength with my right hand, eating using the chopsticks and spoon become quite painful now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding a pen poses a little problem. Now my handwriting is even more illegible. Luckily typing still works as long as I'm careful on how I place my wrist. Yea, using the mouse is a bit more tiring as I have to hold my hand in  mid-air to operate the mouse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bathing is as usual, refreshing and awakening. whoo...when the water flows through the wound. Haha, I can't be more alive than this. I can't scrub myself properly too with only one hand. Just feel like I'm applying soap and washing off the soap. Maybe have to put on cologne to mask off any smell. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can't eat some food in case of infection. Chinese new year is one more month away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Otherwise, I think I'm coping well with my better left hand. A different way of starting 2008. If everything happens for a purpose, I think it will be to learn to take better care of my body, health, mind and not to take things for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-1824946128718096495?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/1824946128718096495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=1824946128718096495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1824946128718096495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1824946128718096495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-gift.html' title='New Year&apos;s Gift'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/R3n5Pb4AUOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uw99dAubMb4/s72-c/DSC00258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-8050320711009208911</id><published>2007-12-30T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:04:39.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Look Back on Wish List 2007</title><content type='html'>Looking back at my wish list for 2007, seems like I got quite a lot of them. Man, it means I'm spending lots of money too! But I think I've done great in controlling myself from buying models which are just decorative and I hardly have enough space for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This list serves as a 2007 checklist, as well as to announce what I want (in case you want to buy me some presents for whatever reasons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Rent OST &lt;/strike&gt;Got it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Moulin Rouge OST (this has been on the list for years!)&lt;/strike&gt; Got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Namie Amuro Concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVDs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Star Wars Saga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matrix Trilogy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memento&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transformers (all seasons) Got Season 1 to 4 and the cartoon movie. Think it is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Macross  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE: Got Robotech and "Do you remember love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter (1st four books and book 7!, the Bloombury's Children edition) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE: I'm missing Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slam Dunk Complete Edition (certain volumes only &amp;amp; the Box cover for the 1st book)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Social Intelligence&lt;/strike&gt; At last it arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tissot Touch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm thinking the new Hamilton Khaki Twilight as seen in I am Legend looks even better and cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Timex Expedition with Compass &amp;amp; Night light&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Backpack&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Teva Sandals&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Casual Shoes&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got my Ecco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Models:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;VF-1 Roy Fokker Skull Squadron Valkyrie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Piece Straw Hat Pirates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gundam Seed Destiny - Freedom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Not really important to get it now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rei Ayanami (with proper resemblance)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Vincent Valentino (with proper resemblance)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tifa (with proper resemblance)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-8050320711009208911?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/8050320711009208911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=8050320711009208911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8050320711009208911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8050320711009208911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/12/look-back-on-wish-list-2007.html' title='Look Back on Wish List 2007'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-8784173707600904535</id><published>2007-12-30T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:36:54.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>A New Day...final show</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8zfi29TZXFk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8zfi29TZXFk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5yoZ6ZLHac&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5yoZ6ZLHac&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 years show ended in Las Vegas on 15th Dec 2007. Celine Dion is the most amazing singer I have come across. Her strength, love, songs and sincerity touches the hearts of millions, including mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think her songs are always filled with her passion and emotions for life. That's why they never fail to move me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad indeed this marvelous show has to end, but an ending also signifies a new beginning. She will begin her tour soon. I'm fortunate to catch A New Day last year. It's a great performance put up by her and the whole team. The dvd is only out this year, I think. I hope I can get it over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-8784173707600904535?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/8784173707600904535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=8784173707600904535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8784173707600904535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8784173707600904535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-dayfinal-show.html' title='A New Day...final show'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4658193613492885584</id><published>2007-12-09T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:56:40.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>I have the longest dream about you last night. I only recall some scenes now but I know it has been a pretty fun dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are adults in the dream, yet we are behaving like little kids. Those are the only memories of the very little days we had spent together. Laughter, simple life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4658193613492885584?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4658193613492885584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4658193613492885584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4658193613492885584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4658193613492885584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/12/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3264739290746271510</id><published>2007-12-09T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:48:31.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Top musicals</title><content type='html'>Watched Les miserables last month. It's a good show with powerful story line. But I think I like Phantom of the Opera more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3264739290746271510?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3264739290746271510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3264739290746271510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3264739290746271510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3264739290746271510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-musicals.html' title='Top musicals'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5795630603338119231</id><published>2007-09-28T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:19:59.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Rush Limbaugh's Chauffeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Rush Limbaugh and his chauffeur were out driving in the country and accidentally hit and killed a pig that had wandered out on a country road.&lt;br /&gt;Limbaugh told the chauffeur to drive up to the farm and apologize to the farmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They drove up to the farm, the chauffeur got out and knocked on the front door and was let in. He was in there for what seemed hours. When he came out, Limbaugh was confused about why his employee had been there so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, first the farmer shook my hand, then he offered me a beer, then his wife brought me some cookies, and his daughter showered me with kisses," explained the driver.&lt;br /&gt;"What did you tell the farmer?" Limbaugh asked.&lt;br /&gt;The chauffeur replied, "I told him that I was Rush Limbaugh's driver and I'd just killed the pig."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how badly people think of you... especially behind your back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5795630603338119231?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/5795630603338119231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=5795630603338119231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5795630603338119231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5795630603338119231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/09/rush-limbaughs-chauffeur.html' title='Rush Limbaugh&apos;s Chauffeur'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3795558050998294815</id><published>2007-09-17T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:03:52.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Complete Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;An Amish boy and his father were visiting a nearby mall. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny silver walls that moved apart and back together again by themselves. &lt;p&gt;   The lad asked, "What is this, father?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    The father, having never seen an elevator, responded, "I have no idea what it is."    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; While the boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old lady in a wheelchair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched as small circles lit up above the walls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  The walls opened up again and a beautiful twenty-four-year-old woman stepped out.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      The father looked at his son anxiously and said, "Go get your mother."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Events that happened before another may not be causal. There's still things unknown to us and unexplored. Do not assume too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3795558050998294815?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3795558050998294815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3795558050998294815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3795558050998294815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3795558050998294815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/09/complete-makeover.html' title='Complete Makeover'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-779008113841049153</id><published>2007-09-17T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:21:30.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Refrigerator Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A woman goes to a psychiatrist and says, ''Doctor, you've got to do something about my husband. He thinks he's a refrigerator!''&lt;br /&gt;''I wouldn't worry too much about it,'' the doctor replies. "Lots of people have harmless delusions. It will pass.''&lt;br /&gt;''But you don't understand,'' the woman insists. ''He sleeps with his mouth open, and the little light keeps me awake.'' &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just can't see and understand that the problem lies with themselves. It can be difficult sometimes as it is hard to be objective as well as see things from another point of view. If this can change, their world and perception will change as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-779008113841049153?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/779008113841049153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=779008113841049153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/779008113841049153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/779008113841049153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/09/refrigerator-husband.html' title='Refrigerator Husband'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-473985796283270858</id><published>2007-09-13T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:23:58.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>2 Days Later</title><content type='html'>It has been like this since slightly more than 10 years ago. I always wished I could say the words right to you. But now, even if I tell myself I can recognise you from your back 10 metres away, your voice from 3 metres away, I can't find you anywhere. Best wishes to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-473985796283270858?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/473985796283270858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=473985796283270858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/473985796283270858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/473985796283270858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-days-later.html' title='2 Days Later'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-8581179044816066814</id><published>2007-09-09T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:58:39.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>My Dæmon</title><content type='html'>Meet Lysianthia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=257038"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=257038" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi to this world."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-8581179044816066814?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/8581179044816066814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=8581179044816066814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8581179044816066814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8581179044816066814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-dmon.html' title='My Dæmon'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4389390016662408633</id><published>2007-08-26T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:02:57.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Ice-cream</title><content type='html'>Eating lots of ice-cream lately. Can't have enough of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4389390016662408633?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4389390016662408633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4389390016662408633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4389390016662408633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4389390016662408633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/08/ice-cream.html' title='Ice-cream'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-2820296063993017821</id><published>2007-08-15T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T14:46:43.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Just Joke - Sentence making</title><content type='html'>Children were called upon in a classroom to make sentences with words chosen by the teacher. The teacher smiled when Jack raised his hand to participate. She gave him the words 'defeat,' 'deduct,' 'defense,' and 'detail.' Jack stood seriously for a while with all eyes focused on him awaiting his reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Defeat of deduct went over defense before detail!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feet of the duck went over the fence before the tail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-2820296063993017821?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/2820296063993017821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=2820296063993017821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2820296063993017821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2820296063993017821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-joke-sentence-making.html' title='Just Joke - Sentence making'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3671613990216813661</id><published>2007-08-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:34:26.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>A good voice can really liven the spirits</title><content type='html'>She was from British Got Talent, and I think she is really an adorable six years old. Go catch the rest of her videos. Her attitude and singing is really touching. Like a little princess. She looks cute when she stick out her tongue through the gaps of her missing front teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, a competition can only have one winner. Paul Potts had a touching voice and story too. But it really would be nice if she win and sing to the Queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3671613990216813661?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3671613990216813661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3671613990216813661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3671613990216813661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3671613990216813661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-voice-can-really-liven-spirits.html' title='A good voice can really liven the spirits'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-6632288298535972468</id><published>2007-07-13T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:33:53.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>The most beautiful bird</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a farmer who went into the forest in the mountains to collect some firewood. While he was on his way back home, he saw a big bird injured lying on the ground. Compassionately, he carried the bird home and nursed it to health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the bird got better day by day, the farmer could see that this is a very beautiful bird. It got silvery white feathers that shine brightly and it got a very beautiful voice that can sing soothing melodies. When the bird got better, it did not fly away. Instead, it stayed with the farmer and sing for him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, someone told him there was also a golden bird living in the mountain. It has feathers ten times more beautiful than the silver bird and a voice hundred times more enchanting than the silver bird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onwards, the farmer started looking for the golden bird in the mountains and kept thinking about the golden bird. But he never found it and as days go by, he became more and more sad. He couldn't sleep well and eat well. When the silver bird saw this, it tried to cheer the farmer up. It flew around him and started singing for him, but the farmer was still unhappy and ignored the silver bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this, the silver bird was dejected. It flew to the feet of the farmer and bowed its head low, to show its appreciation to the farmer for saving its life. After that, it took off into the sky, and started flying back towards the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the farmer looked up, he saw that the silver bird, under the setting sun, had turn into a golden bird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-6632288298535972468?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/6632288298535972468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=6632288298535972468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6632288298535972468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6632288298535972468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-beautiful-bird.html' title='The most beautiful bird'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4510255954782948805</id><published>2007-07-07T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:56:25.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Outstanding Young Alumni Awards</title><content type='html'>Corrinne May is awarded the &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2007  &lt;a href="https://www.alumni.nus.edu.sg/alumNET/aboutOAR/article.jsp?id=corrinnemay"&gt;Outstanding Young Alumni Awards&lt;/a&gt; by National University of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for her. She's  going to have a concert soon in Singapore in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4510255954782948805?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4510255954782948805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4510255954782948805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4510255954782948805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4510255954782948805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/07/outstanding-young-alumni-awards.html' title='Outstanding Young Alumni Awards'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7827299095736573422</id><published>2007-06-14T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:52:55.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Waves Incoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RnFj9WQJuII/AAAAAAAAAD4/ovZEpf59fgI/s1600-h/waveintro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RnFj9WQJuII/AAAAAAAAAD4/ovZEpf59fgI/s400/waveintro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075948160619755650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see that huge waves are approaching from the horizon that will change a lot of how things work. I better start to learn how to swim, surf, dive or whatever skills to not only survive but live with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going many steps forward. It's going to be doing the things I didn't do before and doing the things I'm doing differently. I got to grow and prepare myself mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win or lose. Fight or run. I need more conviction and drive. Nothing will get laid out beautifully in front of me. Everyone for himself, fight my own battles, fight for my rights. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7827299095736573422?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7827299095736573422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7827299095736573422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7827299095736573422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7827299095736573422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/06/waves-incoming.html' title='Waves Incoming'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RnFj9WQJuII/AAAAAAAAAD4/ovZEpf59fgI/s72-c/waveintro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3291623054769525425</id><published>2007-06-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:43:27.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Good- bye companion</title><content type='html'>Goodbye to my companion of 11 years. It's been a while but better not to see you around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a step forward and a relief off the nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3291623054769525425?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3291623054769525425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3291623054769525425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3291623054769525425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3291623054769525425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-bye-companion.html' title='Good- bye companion'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-1421151596730549638</id><published>2007-05-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:29:31.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Stand By Me</title><content type='html'>In times of hardship and adversity, maybe we will cry out in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, happens for a reason. It depends on what we choose to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stand by me, will you?" say Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IIsXpKheCSg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IIsXpKheCSg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human is just a part of Earth and yet we are taking more than we should and killing it. Insignificant fools, we are, turning a blind eye to all the dangers and warnings that are shouting out at us. We care for ourselves and not the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we are not too late. I'm ashamed that I still need a conviction to embark on a Mission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-1421151596730549638?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/1421151596730549638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=1421151596730549638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1421151596730549638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1421151596730549638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/05/stand-by-me.html' title='Stand By Me'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5186786978685302728</id><published>2007-04-28T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:05:53.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Body, Heart and Spirit</title><content type='html'>Of all different forms of arts, I enjoy a beautiful voice most. Much more than paintings, poetry and music. A great voice can bring many thoughts and stir emotions, uplift the spirit and revitalize the body, heart, and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RjN_oLuadhI/AAAAAAAAADo/625iUOfJ_kw/s1600-h/90_onj_68a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RjN_oLuadhI/AAAAAAAAADo/625iUOfJ_kw/s400/90_onj_68a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058527134786156050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Olivia Newton-John. Though I wasn't a fan of her music, but this night made me hopelessly devoted to her voice.  Her songs have a catchy tune and her voice brings physical life to the words. It's magic, making me feel a little more love in the summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly love her voice and songs, and listening to her live. It has been great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RjOCvbuadiI/AAAAAAAAADw/I0ylCpQ4c5g/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RjOCvbuadiI/AAAAAAAAADw/I0ylCpQ4c5g/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058530557875090978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5186786978685302728?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5186786978685302728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5186786978685302728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-all-different-forms-of-arts-i-most.html' title='Body, Heart and Spirit'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RjN_oLuadhI/AAAAAAAAADo/625iUOfJ_kw/s72-c/90_onj_68a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-974854985083416550</id><published>2007-04-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:58:05.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Tarot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Hermit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Prudence, Caution, Deliberation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit points to all things hidden, such as knowledge and inspiration,hidden enemies. The illumination is from within, and retirement from participation in current events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit is a card of introspection, analysis and, well, virginity. You do not desire to socialize; the card indicates, instead, a desire for peace and solitude. You&amp;nbsp;prefer&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;take&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;time to think, organize, ruminate, take stock. There may be feelings of frustration and discontent but these&amp;nbsp;feelings&amp;nbsp;eventually&amp;nbsp;lead to enlightenment, illumination, clarity. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit represents a wise, inspirational person, friend, teacher, therapist. This a person who can shine a light on things that were previously mysterious and confusing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-974854985083416550?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/974854985083416550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=974854985083416550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/974854985083416550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/974854985083416550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/tarot.html' title='Tarot'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3805853369904841579</id><published>2007-04-16T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T12:47:24.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Good + Good = Better?</title><content type='html'>I love Star Wars. Yoda is cute and  Darth Vader is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Phantom of the Opera too. Music is enchanting and the storyline is bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you out there love both of these at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not so sure when we do get "best of both worlds"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely funny. Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_NALyl9Sr4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_NALyl9Sr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am your father...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3805853369904841579?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3805853369904841579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3805853369904841579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3805853369904841579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3805853369904841579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-good-better.html' title='Good + Good = Better?'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-2303358912019318030</id><published>2007-04-10T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:27:32.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Haunting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RhpmljutQnI/AAAAAAAAADI/zSFbNOiR3FQ/s1600-h/Venetian+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RhpmljutQnI/AAAAAAAAADI/zSFbNOiR3FQ/s400/Venetian+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051462727481770610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open up your mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let your fantasies unwind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In this darkness which you know you cannot fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The darkness of the music of the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To the power of the music that I write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The power of the music of the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You alone can make my song take flight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Help me make the music of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more talk of darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; forget these wide-eyed fears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm here, nothing can harm you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my words will warm and calm you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let me be your freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; let daylight dry your tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm here, with you, beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to guard you and to guide you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; let me lead you from you solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Say you need me with you, here beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; anywhere you go, let me go too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that's all I ask of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-2303358912019318030?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2303358912019318030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2303358912019318030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/haunting.html' title='Haunting...'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RhpmljutQnI/AAAAAAAAADI/zSFbNOiR3FQ/s72-c/Venetian+03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-7570501264200987038</id><published>2007-04-07T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:24:01.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Puppies</title><content type='html'>Little animals are always cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe7LDutQiI/AAAAAAAAACg/MYEFWZaVWmQ/s1600-h/Puppy+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe7LDutQiI/AAAAAAAAACg/MYEFWZaVWmQ/s400/Puppy+02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050711305773466146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe6aTutQhI/AAAAAAAAACY/AoZpN2AXM-4/s1600-h/Puppy+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe6aTutQhI/AAAAAAAAACY/AoZpN2AXM-4/s400/Puppy+01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050710468254843410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 puppies all together. They were so afraid of me and hid away from me. But once they saw food, they forgot their fear and started running out. LOL, puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8bzutQkI/AAAAAAAAACw/vSFXANd3qgc/s1600-h/Puppy+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8bzutQkI/AAAAAAAAACw/vSFXANd3qgc/s400/Puppy+07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050712693047902786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8IjutQjI/AAAAAAAAACo/mVU71aoQQ3c/s1600-h/Puppy+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8IjutQjI/AAAAAAAAACo/mVU71aoQQ3c/s400/Puppy+03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050712362335420978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seeking refuge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8-TutQlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VoVyfr26YdI/s1600-h/Puppy+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe8-TutQlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VoVyfr26YdI/s400/Puppy+08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050713285753389650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Attacking" the plate all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe9zjutQmI/AAAAAAAAADA/1HpUsTxCBdc/s1600-h/Puppy+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe9zjutQmI/AAAAAAAAADA/1HpUsTxCBdc/s400/Puppy+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050714200581423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one licks up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whyzoner.multiply.com/video/item/46"&gt;Watch them run about.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-7570501264200987038?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/7570501264200987038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=7570501264200987038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7570501264200987038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/7570501264200987038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/puppies.html' title='Puppies'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rhe7LDutQiI/AAAAAAAAACg/MYEFWZaVWmQ/s72-c/Puppy+02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-6582938490585227589</id><published>2007-04-06T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:06:56.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Building a positive attitude</title><content type='html'>Many a times we say we must have the positive attitude. We say it comprises of open-mindedness, optimism, passion and respect. So I have been wondering what can help to define attitude or is there any one thing we can change or work on to create positive attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it is high self-esteem. Loving yourself and who you are would create the responsibility of taking care of your own well being. You will learn to take care of your own body and mind. You will desire to expand your own horizons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident of your character and capability to know that you will succeed in your life. You will keep your head above the water no matter what misfortunes or failures befall on you. You keep the spirit up. You look on the brighter side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will value yourself and know you are worthy of whatever riches in this world and work towards your dreams. You create the passion in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a pleasure for me to have a further discussion on this to develop this idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So meanwhile, I'll groom my self-esteem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-6582938490585227589?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/6582938490585227589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=6582938490585227589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6582938490585227589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/6582938490585227589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/04/building-positive-attitude.html' title='Building a positive attitude'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3189043405058633703</id><published>2007-03-25T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T02:32:51.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>New toy in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RgVueyU5J7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l0OtgVDoz-w/s1600-h/Vincent+Valentino.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RgVueyU5J7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l0OtgVDoz-w/s400/Vincent+Valentino.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045560432723044274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest addition to the cabinet. Vincent Valentino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3189043405058633703?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3189043405058633703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3189043405058633703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3189043405058633703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3189043405058633703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-toy-in-house.html' title='New toy in the house'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RgVueyU5J7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l0OtgVDoz-w/s72-c/Vincent+Valentino.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-8006481648746702961</id><published>2007-03-19T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:25:51.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The 11th Hour</title><content type='html'>Attended my one and only Mosaic Music Festival Concert - Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rf6Oy-E4orI/AAAAAAAAACE/u8hIuQ-DwEE/s1600-h/Tokyo+Ska.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rf6Oy-E4orI/AAAAAAAAACE/u8hIuQ-DwEE/s400/Tokyo+Ska.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043625639009624754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was interested to try out something new here. A style of music which I seldom listen to.  It's call ska, which I have no idea what it means. Found out later it is actually a mix of rock, jazz and blues, played with brass instruments like trumpet, saxophone, trombone, guitars and drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in expecting some fun but as "promised" in the poster, it is an orchestra we can't sit down to. We end up standing up throughout the concert shouting and swinging. The band was hyper and highly energetic. We had much fun than anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually think trumpet is loud and noisy. After seeing the trumpeter solo, hey man, trumpet can sound absolutely music too when you have a good musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They performed the following for the opening which grabbed my attention straight away. Strangely familiar (it took me 1 day to recall where I heard it from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/884B2IlDQYI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/884B2IlDQYI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I still find it weird is the concert is held at 11pm... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-8006481648746702961?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8006481648746702961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/8006481648746702961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/03/11th-hour.html' title='The 11th Hour'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/Rf6Oy-E4orI/AAAAAAAAACE/u8hIuQ-DwEE/s72-c/Tokyo+Ska.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4688112133893087254</id><published>2007-03-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:02:30.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Shogi</title><content type='html'>I went around to Daiso this evening. I had a pleasant discovery while looking for some other stuffs. It's a Shogi chess set selling at, of course, $2!!! Now I can replace my handmade paper Shogi, which is hiding in some dark corner of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily I bought one set, as if I have become the proud owner of a new gadget. Before I even reach home, I realize......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no one else to play with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, hardly anyone knows how to play. And again, at this era, there's hardly anyone who plays chess. At least not the electronic version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten myself a "white elephant". (But only $2 worth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4688112133893087254?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4688112133893087254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4688112133893087254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4688112133893087254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4688112133893087254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/03/shogi.html' title='Shogi'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-1303368302928869126</id><published>2007-02-25T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:32:38.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Happiness Project</title><content type='html'>Thanks man, &lt;a href="http://lifecoachesblog.com/"&gt;Alvin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a great post you have linked up on being happy. Yes, growth that is important. And we shouldn't neglect feeling bad. I have to agree to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/happiness_project/2007/02/a_refinement_of.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Being happier requires you to be thinking about feeling good, feeling bad, and feeling right, in an atmosphere of growth.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hope U dun mind I mention it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-1303368302928869126?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/1303368302928869126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=1303368302928869126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1303368302928869126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1303368302928869126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/02/happiness-project.html' title='Happiness Project'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5143825110149170305</id><published>2007-02-12T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:33:27.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>I should tell you</title><content type='html'>I was asked by a friend if I would spend time just listening to music only and do absolutely nothing else. I used to do that, listening to songs, going through the lyrics booklet and doing nothing else but enjoying every beat of the music. "Used to", that's the phrase. Things have changed since then. Other than the typical "not enough time" syndrome that hits almost everyone now. One more thing changed the way I enjoy music now. We have the Internet, search engine and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqN-xNUcJpQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqN-xNUcJpQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I enjoy every beat of my music now. Keep it visual as well. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5143825110149170305?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/5143825110149170305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=5143825110149170305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5143825110149170305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5143825110149170305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-should-tell-you_12.html' title='I should tell you'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-2227029187942604548</id><published>2007-02-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:34:38.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Saving Forever For You</title><content type='html'>And one thing great about this Tube is that I get to catch back some videos I missed in the old times. Sounds like a loser to say "If only I can turn back time..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/evvwk4fRIyg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/evvwk4fRIyg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can watch out for more if there are less copyrights issues going around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-2227029187942604548?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/2227029187942604548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=2227029187942604548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2227029187942604548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2227029187942604548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/02/saving-forever-for-you.html' title='Saving Forever For You'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-4832976008007724150</id><published>2007-02-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:12:32.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Quotes to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What we're all striving for is authenticity, a spirit-to-spirit connection."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall com back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we were on the topic of happiness in the recent post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Happiness depends upon ourselves."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one's values."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ayn Rand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-4832976008007724150?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/4832976008007724150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=4832976008007724150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4832976008007724150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/4832976008007724150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/02/quotes-to-share.html' title='Quotes to share'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3429248347655395454</id><published>2007-01-30T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:53:49.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos Novios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ggxzvkiJp08"&gt;Catch the Video here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really beautiful piece. And it is unbelievable! Katherine McPhee learnt it just 1 week prior to the live performance. And I actually do prefer this compared to the Christina version. Just feel that there are more emotions from her voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3429248347655395454?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3429248347655395454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3429248347655395454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3429248347655395454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3429248347655395454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/amore.html' title='Amore'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-2310814822729402021</id><published>2007-01-28T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:50:03.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Meet up with Paiboon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RbuBcH6RBGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IalgfB_Fux0/s1600-h/Paiboon+%26+Yezhong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RbuBcH6RBGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IalgfB_Fux0/s400/Paiboon+%26+Yezhong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024752129421673570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave us a few messages to take home. It was a refreshing idea on happiness. As he said, we have to go through the process and experience it for ourselves. I know I can't figure it out just by reasoning it out. (I've tried thinking real hard about it for a few hrs). Perhaps I am limited by my span of the worldly emotions and experiences and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is short. Don't take things for granted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer the call or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiboon, if you are reading this, I know you won't find this to be any compliment to you. But I do admire your courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifecoachesblog.com/2007/01/25/reunion-with-paiboon-the-monk/"&gt;Read more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-2310814822729402021?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/2310814822729402021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=2310814822729402021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2310814822729402021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/2310814822729402021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/meet-up-with-paiboon.html' title='Meet up with Paiboon'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RbuBcH6RBGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IalgfB_Fux0/s72-c/Paiboon+%26+Yezhong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-354563791758415099</id><published>2007-01-20T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:33:22.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The original music video (w/o the mouse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you call on me&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I get wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I can touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you bless the day&lt;br /&gt;I just drift away&lt;br /&gt;All my worries die&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Pw4Nn99vlU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Pw4Nn99vlU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;(When you reach for me)&lt;br /&gt;Raising spirits high&lt;br /&gt;God knows that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;Standing by through good and through trying times&lt;br /&gt;And it's only begun&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the rest of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-354563791758415099?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/354563791758415099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=354563791758415099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/354563791758415099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/354563791758415099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-394444112830553765</id><published>2007-01-14T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:52:58.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Revolutionary Phone</title><content type='html'>We seem to love all-in-one. With the iPhone, life's simpler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xXNoB3t8vM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xXNoB3t8vM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any more spoof?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-394444112830553765?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/394444112830553765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=394444112830553765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/394444112830553765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/394444112830553765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/revolutionary-phone.html' title='Revolutionary Phone'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-564217958869979199</id><published>2007-01-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:21:31.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Life Cycle</title><content type='html'>I spent part of the Saturday afternoon, cosily in my bed, reading my 1st book of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A point is made in the book which I think the writer describe it flawlessly using the Wizard of Oz analogy - Dorothy had the power to go back home right from the start she step foot onto the Land of Oz. Similarly, it reminded me of "The Alchemist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often have the thought that in the pursue of getting better and improving ourselves, we will end up in a circle to where we started off or return to the basics. Sometimes, it also means that we realise that what we are seeking is bringing us off tangent. Usually, after this cyclic journey, we are back to what we used to be, the difference being somehow we better understand what we are doing and who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phenomenon seems like a matter of fact or perhaps it's how nature course works. I have witnessed this in friends (some of you know I'm talking about you. I'm glad for you all finding your path) as well as in myself. When I realised this fact, it has changed my coaching philosophy and the way I want to connect to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also glad that it has occurred in ways that reveal how people are really. Fundamentally, some people doesn't changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I am puzzled about is why is it happening in such a fashion, is it always like that and  are there ways not go through the cyclic journey and end up where we are supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;(I'm putting up a reminder here to ask Uncle Paiboon this question when he is back. I believe he has an answer or at least closer to the answer I'm seeking out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also shot the question at me. How well do we know our needs and wants - long term and short term?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-564217958869979199?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/564217958869979199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=564217958869979199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/564217958869979199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/564217958869979199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-spent-part-of-saturday-afternoon.html' title='Life Cycle'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-9184091775156391250</id><published>2007-01-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:40:35.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>No Day But Today</title><content type='html'>This a really wonderful made-up clip with great scenes from Rent. Better than the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVXTdY1-px0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVXTdY1-px0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-9184091775156391250?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/9184091775156391250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=9184091775156391250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/9184091775156391250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/9184091775156391250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-day-but-today.html' title='No Day But Today'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-3158588055385521130</id><published>2007-01-09T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:34:32.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>(Young) Bandler</title><content type='html'>A young version of Bandler. His style hasn't changed much. Except his voice got richer and better in terms of tonality and timbre. One thing of cos, he is definitely sneakier now. It's easier to catch what he is doing here and keeping track of the nested loops. Nowadays, I just get suck into his stories if I think twice about them. "You know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, junkies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KNZYR4DE2w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KNZYR4DE2w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-3158588055385521130?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/3158588055385521130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=3158588055385521130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3158588055385521130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/3158588055385521130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/young-bandler.html' title='(Young) Bandler'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-5434060994191925029</id><published>2007-01-08T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:45:22.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>After a week into 2007, I have decided to use the "hidden secret of thousands of years" to make some goal resolution. (some of you folks know what I mean) I know these goals ain't going to look SMART, so please...no goal clarification. They don't come in any particular priority, except in the order they come to my head and how fast my hands can type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To attain a longer period of concentration ie learn to focus better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To have a better memory - long and short term.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To improve social networking skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To improve writing skill.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To read more books than 2006.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To improve technical capability in work so as to create more value.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To take up toastmasters again. It's been a long wait for my CTM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To hold alcohol better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To earn more money (so as to spend more money).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To practice coaching skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To become NLP junkie once in a while. (damn, it is getting boring w/o the linguistic bombardment and mind-fucking session)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get into a desired relationship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To improve work efficiency.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To have a structure of thoughts that can relate to others better. (No point only me knowing what I think about)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get healthier - which also entail less junk food and earlier bedtime. (ok...think I need to think about some exercise regime also)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To go diving (Indonesia??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To go trekking (hey folks, when's that? I'm counting on you guys to organize)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To go canoeing? (this is really tentative. It's been a year since we say let's go canoe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get a new PC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To redecorate/furnish bedroom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ok, the goals are really getting a bit crappier. Goes to show I really need #1, I have to reel myself back when I started on #11. You know, when you are in the flow of thoughts you feel like to go on and on because it just feels good and mischievous doing so and I know it's a bit messy (that's what #14 is for, isn't it) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, to sign off...."Ask, Answer, Receive"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-5434060994191925029?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/5434060994191925029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=5434060994191925029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5434060994191925029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/5434060994191925029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-1048740987221216215</id><published>2007-01-05T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:12:49.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Christmas at Cambodia</title><content type='html'>Back to Cambodia with a bunch of "crazy fellows" from MPX2 (including myself) Really wild, all of us. Chic-ku-chic-ku-log-log. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sihanouk Ville, the beach area. It's fun with banana boat. Gotta sabo by the boat driver, we all capsized and get wet, thrice! That's bad enough. Had a go on the jet ski...woohoo, full speed ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the village on Sunday evening. Did almost everything I set out to do here. Catch up with the kids, look at Ming Xing, watch sunrise/sunset, river fun, cooked a good meal and Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifecoachesblog.com/2007/01/05/revisiting-cambodia/"&gt;Read more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5kjHDISiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TtRtsLUwgj0/s1600-h/IMG_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5kjHDISiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TtRtsLUwgj0/s400/IMG_0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016557589287684642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5o23DISqI/AAAAAAAAABM/PckmCkVS04Y/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5o23DISqI/AAAAAAAAABM/PckmCkVS04Y/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016562326636612258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mud war at the River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5lX3DISjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zxxFKW5WkTA/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5lX3DISjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zxxFKW5WkTA/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016558495525784114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ming Xing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5lxXDISkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nFdFhfAmqww/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5lxXDISkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nFdFhfAmqww/s400/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016558933612448322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ming Xing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5mEHDISlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QqlL5pUOohI/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5mEHDISlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QqlL5pUOohI/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016559255734995538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ming Xing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I'm bias. haha&lt;br /&gt;More of the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5nDHDISnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dmBAT63EZLo/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 215px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5nDHDISnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dmBAT63EZLo/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016560338066754162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5mh3DISmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DSw5IFgJ-vU/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 212px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5mh3DISmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DSw5IFgJ-vU/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016559766836103778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5nqnDISoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CVh7yYeU154/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 214px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5nqnDISoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CVh7yYeU154/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016561016671586946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5oEnDISpI/AAAAAAAAABE/LjuMJh-G3-4/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5oEnDISpI/AAAAAAAAABE/LjuMJh-G3-4/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016561463348185746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-1048740987221216215?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/1048740987221216215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=1048740987221216215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1048740987221216215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/1048740987221216215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-at-cambodia.html' title='Christmas at Cambodia'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3AHKkFxqENc/RZ5kjHDISiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TtRtsLUwgj0/s72-c/IMG_0664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116758428034791615</id><published>2006-12-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:58:00.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>End of Year 2006</title><content type='html'>I think it is most appropriate to put this song down here at this moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to all friends, lovers, families and even people whom I don't know but happen to visit this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Six hundred minutes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Moments so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How do you measure, measure a year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In cups of coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How do you measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; A year in the life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How about love? Measure in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Seasons of love. Seasons of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; JOANNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Six hundred minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Journeys to plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Five hundred twenty-five thousand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Six hundred minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; How do you measure the life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Of a woman or a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; COLLINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In truths that she learned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Or in times that he cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; In bridges he burned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Or the way that she died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; It's time now to sing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Tho' the story never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Let's celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Remember a year in the life of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Remember the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Remember the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Seasons of love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; JOANNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Oh you got to got to Remember the love! remember the love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; You Measure in love know that love is a gift from up above Seasons of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Share love, give love  spread love Measure measure you life in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hj7LRuusFqo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hj7LRuusFqo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May your coming year be filled with LOVE!&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/18807175-116758428034791615?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116758428034791615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116758428034791615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116758428034791615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116758428034791615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-of-year-2006.html' title='End of Year 2006'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116749969558610665</id><published>2006-12-31T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:28:44.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Time to Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>One of my most enjoyed moment in Las Vegas was to be at the front of Bellagio Hotel watching the fountain dancing to the music every 30 minutes. And there's this particular lovely piece of music which was always featured and I just couldn't put a name to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I get to learn the name tonight after listening through a classics CD I bought about 2,3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's "Time to Say Goodbye" by Sarah Brightman &amp; Andrea Bocelli. Also known as Con Te Partirò. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wonderful! Splendid! Pleasant coincidence! I asked for the title of the music, it came 4 months later. Who/what do I wish to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1A6bsurxJDg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1A6bsurxJDg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can go and watch all the different videos of this song on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it sure is my day. Along the way, I found another surprise. It's the Bellagio Hotel musical fountain video with "Time to say goodbye".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ui5gl0CRJTI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ui5gl0CRJTI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116749969558610665?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116749969558610665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116749969558610665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116749969558610665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116749969558610665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Time to Say Goodbye'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116749662490735261</id><published>2006-12-31T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T00:37:04.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Four Seasons of Loneliness</title><content type='html'>In comes the winter breeze&lt;br /&gt;  That chills the air and drifts the snow&lt;br /&gt;  And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When springtime makes it's way here, lilac blooms reminds me of&lt;br /&gt;  The scent of your perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When summer burns with heat&lt;br /&gt;  I always get the hots for you (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;  Go skinny dipping in the ocean where we used to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When autumn sheds the leaves the trees are bare, when you're not here&lt;br /&gt;  It doesn't feel the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116749662490735261?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116749662490735261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116749662490735261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116749662490735261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116749662490735261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/four-seasons-of-loneliness.html' title='Four Seasons of Loneliness'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116629254321452439</id><published>2006-12-17T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:09:03.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Ongoing Traffic</title><content type='html'>Once, someone told me I've got a ongoing traffic in my head. My thoughts never stop running and I think of too much things. It's true. Sometimes I even think why I can think about so many different things at one time and I think about why I think of that too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say this is smart, doing parallel thinking. I have to agree it does help me to see things from different perspectives which I often do unconsciously. Here's the tricky part, it is unconscious so the ideas are really abstract and I can't put them into words. I just know I have thought about it in my little wired hub. Secondly, I don't make conclusion and conclusion can be vital especially when I have to make decisions. This is getting a little complex here....and this is just a small peek to how the traffic in my brain is flowing every second. Intertwined thoughts like a ball of string messed up by a playful kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my brain therefore find it a "bit" of a challenge to stay focus as the traffic roads are never one way. They are side roads and turns everywhere to bring me to anywhere. (I need to learn to concentrate for longer period of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want things to be simple. Complexity is too much to handle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116629254321452439?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116629254321452439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116629254321452439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116629254321452439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116629254321452439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/ongoing-traffic.html' title='Ongoing Traffic'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116629099295167237</id><published>2006-12-17T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:09:05.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>The One Saturday</title><content type='html'>After so many weeks and days of attending gatherings, meeting friends and working on weekdays, at last I have a saturday to myself. Really need sometime for myself. A pleasant, relax one and luckily it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept through the morning on a weekend. Watched TV drama, all the back-dated episodes. And to top everything off, Christmas with Corrinne May concert. Beautiful voice, soothing and calm. The vibes are just right. Partly think I unexpectedly got a very good seat at the VIP box. Very good view, near to stage and without having to matter about heads blocking my view. Though a short concert, but it came at a good time, among all the rushing and keeping up with pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/80997/DSC00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/664472/DSC00063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a short late night shopping after the concert. Rather it's the leisure walk that I wanted and to get away from the bus-stop crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/84372/Marina%20Square%20Xmas%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/621213/Marina%20Square%20Xmas%202006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Deco at Marina Square)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is a great saturday because this Introvert needs some space and time for himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116629099295167237?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116629099295167237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116629099295167237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116629099295167237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116629099295167237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-saturday.html' title='The One Saturday'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116611449947393320</id><published>2006-12-15T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:47:12.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Autumn Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>Besides the cold wind and rain mentioned previously, the days are just so so short.&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises at about 830am. (look at the clock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/786938/Amsterdam%20-%20Streets%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/365300/Amsterdam%20-%20Streets%2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sets at 430pm. That is about 8 hours of sunlight. In the day, it can be gloomy as well due to the over-hanging, heavy dark clouds. No wonder there are stories about people suffering from depression due to shortage of sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the Royal Palace at about 5pm. So dark that you can't even see the clock in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/632237/Dam%20Square%20-%20Royal%20Palace%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/176922/Dam%20Square%20-%20Royal%20Palace%2002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to cruise the canal this time. Nor did I visit the "coffeeshop".&lt;br /&gt;Had a few good meals here at New King and Pancake Bakery. Not to forget to mention, potluck at my colleague's place. Great company. Nice. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps: many thanks to Janine for finding out the address of Pancake Bakery. Yes, I'm touched)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116611449947393320?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116611449947393320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116611449947393320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116611449947393320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116611449947393320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/autumn-amsterdam.html' title='Autumn Amsterdam'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116611315786379029</id><published>2006-12-15T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:45:22.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Amsterdam - Boom Chicago</title><content type='html'>OK, you have me here after the show by Boom Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/515790/Leidseplein%20-%20Boom%20Chicago%20YZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/916138/Leidseplein%20-%20Boom%20Chicago%20YZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's show is entitled "Me, Myspace and Ipod". There are spoofs about the uses of Internet like online purchasing, YouTube, Wikipedia, ITunes. And about 60 to 70% of the show is impromtu. It's pretty nice for a social event after meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116611315786379029?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116611315786379029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116611315786379029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116611315786379029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116611315786379029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/amsterdam-boom-chicago.html' title='Amsterdam - Boom Chicago'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116552960063749288</id><published>2006-12-08T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T06:13:20.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Amsterdam - Cold &amp; Wet</title><content type='html'>It's the season when there's lots of rain and wind. Wind are icy cold, and when compounded with the effect of the rain pouring overhead, it just make thing worse for me. I'm freezing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been here for a few days and everyday it's raining. Little sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I was very welcomed over here and gotten really good hospitality. Outside is cold from the weather but it feels warm inside from the warmth of the colleagues here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a stand up comedy, Boom Chicago, last night. Very funny and creative. Had a laughing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had the chance to walk around yet, but hope I'll. Visit the art museum, famous Red Light District, and maybe the flower market. And nope, I'm not interested in the coffee shops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116552960063749288?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116552960063749288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116552960063749288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116552960063749288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116552960063749288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/amsterdam-cold-wet.html' title='Amsterdam - Cold &amp; Wet'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116513508901905314</id><published>2006-12-03T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:40:45.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Walkabout in KL</title><content type='html'>This is in fact my 1st time to visit places, walk about and eat all the different (cheap n delicious) food in KL after visiting it for the 3rd time. Thanks to a colleague's relative who is willing to drive us around to have good food and shopping. I love bat kut teh. *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a small Gundam model exhibition in Sungei Wang when I dropped by. My lucky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/531723/DSC00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/320/920300/DSC00029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/122783/Petronas%20Twin%20Towers%2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/200/449478/Petronas%20Twin%20Towers%2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/657242/Petronas%20Twin%20Towers%2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/200/556397/Petronas%20Twin%20Towers%2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to the Petronas Twin Towers Sky Bridge. There's a long queue for the tickets usually and by early afternoon, all the tickets are gone for that same day. The tour up is pretty short, but there's nothing much to see actually. Just to get a birdeye view of the surrounding landscape. I can see my hotel from here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have the chance to work in the towers if I'm posted here next time.&lt;br /&gt;Think I will be back again next year for my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague's cousin drove us up to Genting on one of the nights. It's cold and misty up there. No, I didn't make any extra money. I don't gamble usually, only on special occasions or with friends over mahjong. Chill out a bit at Starbucks after my colleague made a killing at the casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/419562/Genting%20Highland%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/320/635143/Genting%20Highland%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/944972/Genting%20Highland%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 150px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/320/453421/Genting%20Highland%2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Statue of Liberty on a motorcycle. Think lots of designers like to use the icon as a source of humor. Spoof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/1600/80391/Genting%20Highland%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3926/1849/400/341439/Genting%20Highland%2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there's this "Qing Ren Qiao". Too bad, I'm a guy alone without any "Qing Ren" with me to stand on the bridge. The red lightings of the bridge does remind me of the photos I seen on the infamous Red Light District in Amsterdam. .There are many canals there and it is unmistakingly to notice where the red light district is with such explicit "signals" on the bridges over the canals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116513508901905314?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116513508901905314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116513508901905314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116513508901905314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116513508901905314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/12/walkabout-in-kl.html' title='Walkabout in KL'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116447651510180228</id><published>2006-11-26T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:41:55.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Still feels the same</title><content type='html'>As time goes by, some things doesn't change much. I still feels the same way each time I'm flying off. A longing, loneliness mixed with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing all the things, people I love, missing out on the things I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116447651510180228?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116447651510180228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116447651510180228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116447651510180228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116447651510180228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/still-feels-same.html' title='Still feels the same'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116420187332926735</id><published>2006-11-22T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:24:36.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Changes to Make</title><content type='html'>There is one or 2 major changes in the family. Some already happened this month, some going to happen in the upcoming year. This mean perhaps for this period, I am going to be more on myself. Not that I'm not on my own previously, we don't really ask about each other businesses, just that I can use some advise when needed. It's a step forward in the life of all the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I am concern, it means no moving out of the country and responsibilities of the well-being of the parents. Not too big deal for the next few years, as I think I'm only in my development path in my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing... ...to make myself even more comfy at home. Got to think of all the things to make my room "more me".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116420187332926735?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116420187332926735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116420187332926735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116420187332926735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116420187332926735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/changes-to-make.html' title='Changes to Make'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116394723651306749</id><published>2006-11-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:40:36.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hermann Hesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How true... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116394723651306749?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116394723651306749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116394723651306749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116394723651306749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116394723651306749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/hatred.html' title='Hatred'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116369700723074797</id><published>2006-11-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:10:59.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Live (For the One I Love) by Celine Dion</title><content type='html'>A million stars light&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;This is not a night to die&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing and dance&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the sky&lt;br /&gt;I have such love to give...to give&lt;br /&gt;I want a chance to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;For the one I love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;As no one has loved&lt;br /&gt;Give&lt;br /&gt;Asking nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;Free to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Free to have my say&lt;br /&gt;Free to see the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live like I used to be&lt;br /&gt;Like wild but free&lt;br /&gt;For the life in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;For the one I love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;As no one has loved&lt;br /&gt;Give&lt;br /&gt;Asking nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world tears us apart&lt;br /&gt;We're still together in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want the world to hear my cry&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have to die&lt;br /&gt;Love will not die&lt;br /&gt;Love will change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;For the one I love&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;As no one has loved&lt;br /&gt;Give&lt;br /&gt;Asking nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love until love wears me away&lt;br /&gt;I'll die and I know my love will stay&lt;br /&gt;And I know my love will stay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116369700723074797?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116369700723074797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116369700723074797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369700723074797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369700723074797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/live-for-one-i-love-by-celine-dion.html' title='Live (For the One I Love) by Celine Dion'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116369596499312461</id><published>2006-11-17T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:00:07.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Live (for the One I Love) / Vivre</title><content type='html'>Celine Dion did a cover for one of the best songs in the musical Notre Dame de Paris sung by Esmeralda in English. Titled: Live for the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/00reIr_CeEk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/00reIr_CeEk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_QoESuLBLQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_QoESuLBLQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116369596499312461?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116369596499312461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116369596499312461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369596499312461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369596499312461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/live-for-one-i-love-vivre.html' title='Live (for the One I Love) / Vivre'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116369637495334706</id><published>2006-11-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:59:34.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Handsome Trio from Notre Dame de Paris</title><content type='html'>I have seen them in costume. It's pretty refreshing to see them in suits and handsomely dressed in normal clothes. Especially the performer playing Quasimodo, where he has to play the hunchback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's Celine Dion in the video. She looks amusing in it. Stunning too of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naDpZSptJVw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naDpZSptJVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116369637495334706?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116369637495334706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116369637495334706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369637495334706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116369637495334706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/handsome-trio-from-notre-dame-de-paris.html' title='Handsome Trio from Notre Dame de Paris'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116325052593870338</id><published>2006-11-11T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:17:21.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Le Temps des cathédrales</title><content type='html'>This is the title of the opening song for Notre Dame de Paris. It describes a love tragedy and obsession of Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched it last night and was glad I decided not to give it a miss. Was thinking of that cause I don't understand French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, though there is English subtitles, I can't be bothered with it after some time through the musical. I rather enjoy the stage - songs and performers. The dancers, I must say, are experts. Really love their dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of using a wall backdrop is indeed ingenious. Reduces props movement and gives a very strong scene setup for each part of the musical when work together with the lightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the acts are good in the sense that really portray the emotional state the characters are going through. One of them I remembered vividly is Phoebus being torn between 2 women and he himself is confused and taken by obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame de Paris is a great performance. Watching such a marvelous musical is a good way to relax at the end of the week. I had a surprise too bumping into one other friend. Enjoyed this Friday night thoroughly. It's been a long time since I feel so relax out on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I may, introduce the opening song to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L24vaxNH91w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L24vaxNH91w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116325052593870338?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116325052593870338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116325052593870338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116325052593870338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116325052593870338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/le-temps-des-cathdrales.html' title='Le Temps des cathédrales'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116239609638394015</id><published>2006-11-01T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:48:16.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Unwritten</title><content type='html'>There's this Pantene shampoo ad on the telly now. Hope for guys, u have not been distracted by the lady and have heard the song playing in the background. It's a rather meaningful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unwritten,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm undefined&lt;br /&gt;I'm just beginning&lt;br /&gt;The pen's in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Ending unplanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break tradition&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my tries&lt;br /&gt;Are outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;We've been conditioned&lt;br /&gt;To not make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live that way oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions   OH&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live you life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where you book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;the rest is still unwritten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116239609638394015?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116239609638394015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116239609638394015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116239609638394015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116239609638394015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/11/unwritten.html' title='Unwritten'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116225405381019058</id><published>2006-10-31T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:20:53.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I call this post a "sharing" update. can't come up with a better name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the news, another guy killed by MRT at Clementi. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrinne May having a concert a week before X'mas.  Hmm, am very happy the moment I read this cos I have already miss 2 of her concerts.  Hmm, I have to KIV even though I like to go. Tempting, very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a quote I read which I think is wickedly funny and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jules Renard&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/18807175-116225405381019058?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116225405381019058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116225405381019058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116225405381019058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116225405381019058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116213054060407167</id><published>2006-10-29T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:19:09.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>What the World Needs Now Is Love -- Jackie DeShannon</title><content type='html'>Recently I'm running through the old songs and viola...there's this classic song from Forrest Gump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that there's just too little of&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love,&lt;br /&gt;No not just for some but for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we don't need another mountain,&lt;br /&gt;There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb&lt;br /&gt;There are oceans and rivers enough to cross,&lt;br /&gt;Enough to last till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that there's just too little of&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love,&lt;br /&gt;No, not just for some but for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we don't need another meadow&lt;br /&gt;There are cornfields and wheat fields enough to grow&lt;br /&gt;There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine&lt;br /&gt;Oh listen, lord, if you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that there's just too little of&lt;br /&gt;What the world needs now is love, sweet love,&lt;br /&gt;No, not just for some but for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not just for some, oh, but just for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my world need now is love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116213054060407167?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116213054060407167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116213054060407167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116213054060407167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116213054060407167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-world-needs-now-is-love-jackie.html' title='What the World Needs Now Is Love -- Jackie DeShannon'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116197350109100024</id><published>2006-10-28T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:25:01.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Wish I Could Be</title><content type='html'>Every Little Thing by Dishwalla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me in&lt;br /&gt;to see you in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;I want you to believe in life&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift me up&lt;br /&gt;just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;you say your all right&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me up&lt;br /&gt;don't give me up tonight&lt;br /&gt;or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;br /&gt;salvation&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116197350109100024?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116197350109100024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116197350109100024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116197350109100024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116197350109100024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/wish-i-could-be.html' title='Wish I Could Be'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116178842737707197</id><published>2006-10-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:02:24.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Spare me....jus a thot</title><content type='html'>I wonder sometime if people appreciate it if I spare a thought for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone spare a thought for me, would I appreciate them for meaning well or would I get annoyed at them for sparing a thought and making the decision for me. Especially if they are making the wrong assumptions and I would really wish they "spare the wrong thoughts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you have spare a thought for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116178842737707197?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116178842737707197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116178842737707197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116178842737707197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116178842737707197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/spare-mejus-thot.html' title='Spare me....jus a thot'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116169927531435613</id><published>2006-10-24T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:52:48.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Selena</title><content type='html'>Not sure how many of you remembered the boutique brand Selena. It was more than 10 years ago. I'm not sure what's the reason, but I always have an image of the brand's logo in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was established by the singer Selena who was tragically murdered at age 23. Sad news. She was rising up as a promised huge star and about to take a leap in her english singing career. From her biography, it is not difficult to guess she is a girl with courage and determination. Going against odds. Launching her english singing career despite it was deem almost impossible for a Mexican American to succeed. Running away to get married after facing objections from her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her song that I love for over 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_U9BSpdDH_c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_U9BSpdDH_c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll always be remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116169927531435613?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116169927531435613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116169927531435613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116169927531435613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116169927531435613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/selena.html' title='Selena'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116150664350080692</id><published>2006-10-22T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:44:04.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Hotel Rwanda</title><content type='html'>I watched the movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moved by the same scene again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mocked by the same words again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great story indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116150664350080692?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116150664350080692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116150664350080692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116150664350080692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116150664350080692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/hotel-rwanda.html' title='Hotel Rwanda'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116145387172977689</id><published>2006-10-22T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T02:04:31.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Take That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I saw a post on Take That on my friend's blog and it certainly brought me down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 10 years ago when my friends and I were watching thier videos and learning their dance steps for dance performances at campfire and farewell party. It was fun and tiring, yea, if u guys can still remember. Days and nights listening to the same song till we got dread of it. Laughing about how  stupid we will be if we followed all those idols' dance steps. Having muscle ache and cramps. 3 Cheers for those, bros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, I still love their songs up till today. Great love songs to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the following song to commerate our long standing friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uOifkrcGZ8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2uOifkrcGZ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the best for the last. My favorite of the favorites - Babe. It tells a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhRTejIt1Lg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhRTejIt1Lg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116145387172977689?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116145387172977689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116145387172977689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116145387172977689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116145387172977689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-that.html' title='Take That'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-116118570600309934</id><published>2006-10-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:03:46.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>USA - Yosemite NP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Yosemite%20-%20Glacier%20Point%2004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Yosemite%20-%20Glacier%20Point%2004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is the place to go if you step into California and you are a nature lover. It's so beautiful and natural. It puts me at peace whenever I think about that place. The huge grey-washed rocks and white waterfalls against the clear blue sky, along with the greenery and gushing of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%20YZ.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%20YZ.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a few treks here up to have a closer view with the waterfalls. One such trek is the Vernal Falls trek. It's a fairly simple trek, started off with a gentle slope and is well covered with shade from the trees. From afar, one can see the waterfall pouring down over from the ends. This indeed motivate me to carry on the trek up. The tricky part is towards the end where the trek leads me to the side of the waterfall. It gets slippery and steeper at the same time. But with the cool water sprinkling over your face as you walk along, well, it's pretty refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%2024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Yosemite%20-%20Vernal%20Fall%2021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there's water for Vernal Falls. A hike to the Yosemite Falls earlier one day was a disappointment. Someone turned off the tap for the waterfalls. Only a slow flow of water trinkled down. Yosemite Falls is suppposedly the grandiest of the falls in the park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-116118570600309934?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/116118570600309934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=116118570600309934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116118570600309934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/116118570600309934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/10/usa-yosemite-np.html' title='USA - Yosemite NP'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115928558162232426</id><published>2006-09-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T23:56:34.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>USA - Grand Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://flashstar.zorpia.com/zShow/zShow.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="movie" swLiveConnect="true" bgcolor="#FFFFFF " wmode="transparent" FlashVars="username=whyzoner&amp;group_code=null&amp;album_id=634858&amp;transType=Dissolve2&amp;showspeed=4000&amp;transSpeed=1&amp;showCaption=true&amp;captionSize=32&amp;captionColor=#000000&amp;captionBackColor=#FFFFFF&amp;slowGrow=true&amp;showSize=320&amp;viewcount=true" width="320" height="240" name="zShow" align="middle" play="true" loop="false" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking for the best descriptive way to portray the magnificance and beauty of Grand Canyon in writing. Guess I not apt at descriptive essay writing after all. You have to see it to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite picture taken for the trip to the canyon is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Grand%20Canyon%20-%20Desert%20View%2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Grand%20Canyon%20-%20Desert%20View%2019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Taken at East Rim, Desert View Point during the sunset)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For star lovers or gazers, the Grand Canyon provides a clear night sky with little light pollution. I had a pleasant surprise when I looked up at the darkness and saw the Milky Way. I couldn't help it but spent a few more moments, braving the cold and looking at the stars while I warmed my hands with my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115928558162232426?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115928558162232426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115928558162232426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115928558162232426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115928558162232426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/09/usa-grand-canyon.html' title='USA - Grand Canyon'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115782148201115395</id><published>2006-09-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:41:14.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatres/Musicals/Plays/Concerts'/><title type='text'>Celine Dion Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/A%20new%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/A%20new%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pic from www.celinedion.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of my US trip is the show "A New Day... ...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no doubt, we have the powerhouse Celine Dion herself. Hearing and seeing her live is already a great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The props and their use are just unexpected. Then there's the whole backdrop display generated by computer graphics which further satisfy your vision appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the dancers too. With their beautiful and graceful dance movements (I think they are really excellent as compared to other shows I have seen), they create the perfect picture and movie on stage to portray the emotions and feelings of the songs and their passion for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel teleported to another world enjoying the 1.5 hr with all my senses. It's a must see show and I would really love to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some trailers to watch here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxNuYwmSq8c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JxNuYwmSq8c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dd4-9ty9XlA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dd4-9ty9XlA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to see it before it's gone from Las Vegas! Hope the DVD will be out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115782148201115395?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115782148201115395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115782148201115395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115782148201115395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115782148201115395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/09/celine-dion-part-2.html' title='Celine Dion Part 2'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115781665582195162</id><published>2006-09-09T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:44:15.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Celine Dion Part 1.1</title><content type='html'>A knock on my own head. How can I fail to mention "When I Need You"?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utterly forgetful... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rz81Y3PDfR8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rz81Y3PDfR8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115781665582195162?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115781665582195162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115781665582195162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115781665582195162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115781665582195162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/09/celine-dion-part-11.html' title='Celine Dion Part 1.1'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115778977018393736</id><published>2006-09-09T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:50:50.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Hot, Hot LV</title><content type='html'>Las Vegas - Paradise in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flashstar.zorpia.com/zShow/zShow.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="movie" swLiveConnect="true" bgcolor="#FFFFFF " wmode="transparent" FlashVars="username=whyzoner&amp;group_code=null&amp;album_id=634856&amp;transType=Dissolve2&amp;showspeed=4000&amp;transSpeed=1&amp;showCaption=true&amp;captionSize=32&amp;captionColor=#000000&amp;captionBackColor=#FFFFFF&amp;slowGrow=true&amp;showSize=320&amp;viewcount=true" width="320" height="240" name="zShow" align="middle" play="true" loop="false" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a "HOT" place (in one way or another). With the day temperature hitting 38 degC, all the casinos, and night-life and shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotels here are really beautifully decorated and designed. Moving from 1 to another along the Strip easily took me more than 1 whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the exciting part here in LV is that there are many shows worth catching, like Mamma Mia, Phantom of Opera and many of the arcobatic shows by Cirque de Soleil. Of course. I would highly recommend "Celine Dion - A New Day" staging at Caesars Palace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115778977018393736?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115778977018393736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115778977018393736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115778977018393736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115778977018393736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/09/hot-hot-lv.html' title='Hot, Hot LV'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115747663577210423</id><published>2006-09-06T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:30:58.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Celine Dion Part 1</title><content type='html'>The very reason I'm writing this post was because I was on the bus to work today when I heard her song (my favorite of all too) - "A New Day Has Come". I find this a wonderful coincidence because 1st, I was thinking about this song these few days as it quite suit my situation now. And secondly, I just watched her concert about 3 weeks back. Superbly, splendidly and beautifully done. I'll save the details for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion is one of favorite singer. Just listen to that voice!!! So vocally powerful and the best part is she can hit a high note without irritating me or causing a pain to my ears. You know, some sopranos just make your hairs stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first song I heard, strictly speakly, is "Beauty and the Beast". Strictly speaking because I didn't notice who was the female singer then. But it was this song that allowed Celine to gain new popularity  in the English music domain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBdaR7I_Zhc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBdaR7I_Zhc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name only caught my attention many years later when she released "Because You Loved Me" and "Falling into You". That's when I started to do all the back-dating and search for her earlier songs. "Power of Love" is one good example. Another classical ballad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a twist of fate and by choice, the 1996 Olypmic song "Power of Dream" became an inspirational song to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other beautiful songs I enjoyed are "I'm your Angel", "Immortality", "To Love You More", "I drove all night", "If walls could talk", " That's the way it is", "I'm alive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And......never to forget......my favourite....."A New Day Has Come".  Released in 2002, after her child birth, the song sings about her son, love and a new lease in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has 2 editons. A faster one...(I prefer this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/47GHwDMrvgw"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/47GHwDMrvgw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a slower ballad style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R8vlDEudbNI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R8vlDEudbNI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115747663577210423?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115747663577210423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115747663577210423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115747663577210423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115747663577210423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/09/celine-dion-part-1.html' title='Celine Dion Part 1'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115614773370178854</id><published>2006-08-26T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T17:10:59.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Rare Sights I saw on the trip</title><content type='html'>Two most unforgetable and rare sights I had are, one as I mentioned in an &lt;a href="http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-sights.html"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt;, the double arc rainbow, and second, the MILKY WAY at Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the rainbow. Too bad I can't capture the whole thing and I have to do it on a moving bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Rainbow%2004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Rainbow%2004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Rainbow%2002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Rainbow%2002.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115614773370178854?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115614773370178854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115614773370178854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115614773370178854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115614773370178854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/08/rare-sights-i-saw-on-trip.html' title='Rare Sights I saw on the trip'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115614769063221382</id><published>2006-08-21T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:08:10.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>USA trip events</title><content type='html'>It's almost a month and I have seen a bit of this big land and experience different and new things. On this trip, I would say there is a good mix of activities thus making this trip a fruitful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chilling out and relaxing: In SF, Sonoma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extravagant tourist city: Las Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Architecture viewing: SF &amp; Las Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping: Gilroy, SF, Las Vegas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food: I think I have covered an international cuisine - American (including the burgers and all), Chinese, Thai, Vietnam, Jap, Korean, Mediterranean, Italian. Perhaps I miss out the French.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nature viewing: Yellowstone National Park, Yosemite National Park, Big Sur &amp; Grand Canyon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Impressive man-made feature: Mount Rushmore, Crazy Horse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Musical: Mama Mia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Concert: Celine Dion - A New Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hiking: Yosemite NP, Mammoth Lake area&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extreme sport: Sky diving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115614769063221382?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115614769063221382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115614769063221382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115614769063221382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115614769063221382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/08/usa-trip-events.html' title='USA trip events'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115482332715413012</id><published>2006-08-06T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:15:27.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>New sights</title><content type='html'>After moving through 7 states in West and North Central America in a bus, I realised I'm a toad in the well looking up at the sky thinking the world is as beautiful as the sky with occasional clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA is indeed a country with many beautiful landscapes and nature. It caught me unaware. Bit by bit, I begin to understand why so many Chinese wanted so badly to migrate to America and refuse to move off from here. Not only it is a land of gold, it's weather at the Bay Area is simply nice for them (not too hot and cold all year round. But a bit too cold for me though even in summer). In addition, there are countless places to go sightseeing and interesting activities one can do in this really big country. It has a mix of highly urbanized cities with uniquely designed buildings and skyscrapers as well as vast land and greenery which gives you a good flavor of nature. Plus, state-of-the-art technology is also readily available. To me, it has the best of both worlds. I think to achieve these, it does help a lot if you are one of the world richest countries and superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this bus tour (which I quite dread now because of long-time travelling, otherwise I enjoyed it tremendously), I have another dream. That is, to lie on the yellow grassland, with the mountains at the far horizon, bask in the warm sun and feel the cool wind blowing by. Just lazing there on a morning and look at the big blue sky and white clouds floating and shifting their shapes gently with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this trip, one reallllly LUCKY sight I saw is a FULL &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;. It's a clear sky and the land is flat, and hence I can see the beginning of a rainbow from one end on the ground to the other one which also ends on the ground!!! A big SEMICIRCLE!!! And guess what, when I say FULL, I mean it is a DOUBLE rainbow, with the reflection of the main rainbow, all 7 colors, faintly above the 1st semicircle. It is a rare and beautiful nature view.&lt;br /&gt;I just made a tick on my mental checklist of wish-I-could-see nature view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115482332715413012?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115482332715413012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115482332715413012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115482332715413012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115482332715413012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-sights.html' title='New sights'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115415877113185074</id><published>2006-07-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:39:31.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Cool Summer</title><content type='html'>I never expect that summer will be so cold - 23 deg C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could literally feel the icy wind piercing at my skin and face each time it blows. Otherwise, the temperature is pretty nice to walk around in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's foggy, so I can't see the Golden Gate Bridge yet...hope it clears up when I come back next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SF is full of steep slopes, i think they are inclined at at least 30deg. Walking up slopes is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) but I find SF a pleasant place to stay in after exploring it for 3 days. With mega bookstores, tons of DVDs, beautiful buildings, nice food and easy to get around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could spend one whole day at the Fisherman's Wharf, peeking into the different shops, watching the street performers, visiting Alcatraz, photographing the sea lions and Pier 39 which of course includes feasting upon the famous clam chowder and Dungeness crabs + other seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting shops have to be the chocolate shops. The smell of cocoa fills the air and it really perks one up. They have chocolate fudge with peanut covered apple in caramel. It's sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to take a walk. Just a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115415877113185074?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115415877113185074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115415877113185074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115415877113185074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115415877113185074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/cool-summer.html' title='Cool Summer'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115286525456586001</id><published>2006-07-14T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:20:54.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>What went wrong? Me?</title><content type='html'>It seems to me I have been noticing this pattern among friends, friends of friends...more often lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pattern usually says "I thought I could do it, but now that I'm in it, I don't think I can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as human beings, when we face with disturbances, real issues, challenges and whatever you call it, our confidence will dip and we begin to have mixed feelings. Some people decide to brave the storms while some decide to call it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I wonder if it is the lack of capability, support, self-confidence, self-understanding or control of emotions that cause us to wavier or is there something else? If right at the beginning we thought we really could, then I truly think that it could be done. Because, through time and events, we are understanding ourselves better (ok, i hope this is not an assumption). Then we get to know our limitations and flaws better, and doesn't this mean we get to have a bigger chance than before to overcome them? Hmm, am I wrong here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is just the same old thing. We are too lazy, comfortable and/or afraid to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think we shouldn't blame it on the part of ourselves that is known as "&lt;strong&gt;Self-esteem&lt;/strong&gt;". If you don't start loving yourself, it is difficult for others to love you too. If you don't have confidence in yourself, it is difficult for others to believe in you. I f you want to blame, maybe blame it on the part of you that wants comfort and certainty. &lt;em&gt;Self-esteem&lt;/em&gt; is a part of us we should never deny or stop nuturing. &lt;em&gt;Self-esteem&lt;/em&gt; is an essential ingredient that makes a person alive and moves on... ...living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Failure is an event, never a person" ~ William D. Brown&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/18807175-115286525456586001?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115286525456586001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115286525456586001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115286525456586001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115286525456586001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-went-wrong-me.html' title='What went wrong? Me?'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115286615571615054</id><published>2006-07-14T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:40:18.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>H2 revisit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/h2yamadatakayuki2by.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/h2yamadatakayuki2by.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/h2yamadatakayukiwallpaper7gz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This a H2 re-visit. I'm still missing it. The funny plot and conversations, their passion for their dreams &amp;amp; sports, the pursuit of love, the competition, Kawaii actresses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I have the whole video of the beautiful theme song here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Klx8_kyrgqc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115286615571615054?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115286615571615054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115286615571615054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115286615571615054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115286615571615054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/h2-revisit.html' title='H2 revisit'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115278536386942159</id><published>2006-07-13T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T15:34:28.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Woohoo, commencement</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/YZ%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/YZ%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my Commencement. Haha, real cool. And this is really the end of Uni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you fellow friends for making a trip down to support me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/MPX%202%20G-R-A-D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/MPX%202%20G-R-A-D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Coaches%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115278536386942159?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115278536386942159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115278536386942159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115278536386942159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115278536386942159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/woohoo-commencement.html' title='Woohoo, commencement'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115278412441343232</id><published>2006-07-13T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T17:50:29.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Something About You - Corrinne May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I bought Corrinne May's 2nd album before her 1st. So it is till 2 weeks ago did i really have the good chance to catch her 1st album. It's just as good! Good melody, voice and meaningful lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My next "favorite Corrinne song" is Something About You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Written by Corrinne May Ying Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Copyright 1999, Corrmay Gourmet Music (ASCAP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Don't know what you do to me but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Everytime I'm with you it's a natural high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It's like re-discovering Eden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;with chocolate -coated rainbows and cotton candy skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And everytime you look my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I wish I had the guts to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;There's something in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Something in your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Something in the way you move me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You make me want to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Make me want to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Make me want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I think I'll hire Cupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;He'll make you see I'm more than your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You'll be tossing and turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Counting the hours till you see me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And when we meet you'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Kiss my hand and say the words I've longed to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;There's something in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Something in your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Something in the way you move me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You make me want to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Make me want to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Make me want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm falling in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You make me want to sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;make me want to dance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;make me want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I'm falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to her 2nd album for free at her &lt;a href="http://corrinnemay.com/safe/flash/index2.htm"&gt;website here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you would enjoy the melody of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and meaningful lyrics of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-it-go.html"&gt;Let it Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://whyzoner.blogs.friendster.com/bow_arrow_in_transcend/2006/02/free.html"&gt;Free&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/03/everything-in-its-time.html"&gt;Everything In It's Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115278412441343232?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115278412441343232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115278412441343232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115278412441343232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115278412441343232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-about-you-corrinne-may.html' title='Something About You - Corrinne May'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115246275902124367</id><published>2006-07-10T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:35:19.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Jordan - Wadi Rum</title><content type='html'>This is my closest experience with a desert so far. Living in it for a night and taking a trail. Short, yes it is, but I love the desert. (think I mentioned previously why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I would still like to avoid the hot mid-sun. Enjoy the desert view, best done in the early morning and late evening. Enjoy the coolness, serenity and stars in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flashstar.zorpia.com/zShow/zShow.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="movie" swLiveConnect="true" bgcolor="#FFFFFF " wmode="transparent" FlashVars="username=whyzoner&amp;group_code=null&amp;album_id=531101&amp;transType=Dissolve2&amp;showspeed=4000&amp;transSpeed=1&amp;showCaption=true&amp;captionSize=32&amp;captionColor=#000000&amp;captionBackColor=#FFFFFF&amp;slowGrow=true&amp;showSize=320&amp;viewcount=true" width="320" height="240" name="zShow" align="middle" play="true" loop="false" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desert does have many interesting landscapes too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115246275902124367?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115246275902124367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115246275902124367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115246275902124367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115246275902124367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/jordan-wadi-rum.html' title='Jordan - Wadi Rum'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115220671139905784</id><published>2006-07-07T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:02:23.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Ayukawa Madoka</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite gal. Smart, quick-witted, talented, beautiful, cute, whimsical, devoted, considerate and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if such person does exist? Anyway I'm still looking for the vcd/dvd of the movie "Shin Kimagure Orange Road - Summer Beginning". Also, the soundtrack is great. Catch the main theme of the movie, "Kyosuke No.1".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhdakEnIZ-0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhdakEnIZ-0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Perhaps because Madoka plays the piano that's why she appeals so much to me, haha. Indeed there is something about me for ladies who play the piano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is a video showing some funny and romantic moments in the anime series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cS1Mev9X1c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cS1Mev9X1c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115220671139905784?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115220671139905784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115220671139905784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115220671139905784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115220671139905784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/ayukawa-madoka.html' title='Ayukawa Madoka'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115202635718831658</id><published>2006-07-04T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:22:50.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Jordan - Petra by Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/DSC03346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/DSC03346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first visit to this place was a night trail. And Petra is the most famous place in Jordan and it drew millions of visitors every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petra is an old city with many monuments and tombs carved out from the face of rocks. It is impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who remembered Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade, this is the place where it was shot. And the featured monument is "The Treasury". One of the first large building one will see after they walked through the Siq gorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you bet I'm all full of anticipation to catch the sight of the Treasury after hearing and seeing it on the movies and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petra by Night is a beautiful tour. Candelights that lit up the path along the gorge, dark sky filled with stars, a slightly chill wind blowing so that you dun even sweat a bit when trekking down the 1km route to the Treasury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's romantically beautiful, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candlelights create a look of softness on the rock and enhance their roundedness, making them look smoother than before.  The walk in the Siq seems to go on and on and I can't wait for the famous turn which will bring me in view of the infamous Treasury. The dimly lit path sure adds on the mystery of the place and keeps my mind running imagery of how the view would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I walked on, I heard music floating in the air. Music from a pipe instrument. I know I'm near. I smiled to myself and quicken my pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it is, at the turn. My first glimpse of the Treasury through the small gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%20%28Treasury%20in%20View%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20The%20Siq%20%28Treasury%20in%20View%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, the beauty of the Treasury in full view. The orange light that bounces off the walls of the Treasury, illuminating it, giving it the unique red color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/DSC03351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/DSC03351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20Treasury%2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Petra%20By%20Night%20-%20Treasury%2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing monuments and I can't wait for daybreak so that I can explore the whole place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115202635718831658?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115202635718831658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115202635718831658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115202635718831658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115202635718831658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/07/jordan-petra-by-night.html' title='Jordan - Petra by Night'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115126024384171153</id><published>2006-06-26T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:02:11.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>草蜢</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was going through my old playlists today when I saw the Grasshoppers playlist. Listening to it again just brighten up the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favourite &lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;草蜢 &lt;/span&gt;songs&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;爱得小心 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;刘小慧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" weight="" normal=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" weight="" normal=""&gt;(男) 朋友都说难得很    陪著某人过一生&lt;br /&gt;要甚么幸运    方可使一对恋人&lt;br /&gt;一生都不变心    厮守到终生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(女)谁信恋爱靠苍天牵引    难道我们还天真&lt;br /&gt;要是不落力    当天怎么变恋人&lt;br /&gt;他朝怎跟某君    散步黄昏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(合)一个不小心    相识相爱也都可相分&lt;br /&gt;因此跟你每天都要发奋    别忘掉教训&lt;br /&gt;爱要爱得多么细心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;爱得小心&lt;/span&gt;    一双一对也许非天生&lt;br /&gt;一生一世也许需要智慧    为来日设计&lt;br /&gt;爱要爱得多深至合衬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(女)谁最初与谁都不相衬&lt;br /&gt;(男)全赖有人能牺牲&lt;br /&gt;(女)要是想投降    (男)想想怎恋上这人&lt;br /&gt;(女)即使不可再忍    (男)继续容忍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(合)一个不小心    相识相爱也都可相分&lt;br /&gt;因此跟你每天都要发奋    别忘掉教训&lt;br /&gt;爱要爱得多么细心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;爱得小心&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;一双一对也许非天生&lt;br /&gt;一生一世也许需要智慧    为来日设计&lt;br /&gt;爱要爱得多深最合衬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(男)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;爱得小心&lt;/span&gt; ye!    (女)爱到线穿针一样细心&lt;br /&gt;(男)甜蜜心事细像尘    (女)定时让你动心&lt;br /&gt;(合)爱要努力不懈地营运&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" weight="" normal=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" weight="" normal=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:SimSun;font-size:12;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;二人世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a weight="" normal=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" weight="" normal=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;彷佛听过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁的家中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;床边远望是纯白钢琴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;辽阔的天地难容纳两个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福半生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只须跟你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情深得很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留些距离来凝望你眼神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无分细或大长或窄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有情人无论再挤迫都可以相亲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美的恋爱是情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和最暖的一次热吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不留痕从来不留痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随心所至随时地诞生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界很细&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你我很细&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有爱的空间却并未见底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能爱你一世&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如占有一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如欠缺你即使有多少尺多少个家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多浪费&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空海阔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;藏于心中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成千上万谁能做伟人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完美的生活是能令你变成&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福女人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才是满分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不须家里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如海般深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能安放无穷无尽个钢琴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仍须渴望着床畔听眼前人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;移近说早安的亲切声音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家即使多细&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了你深不见底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开家中一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;欠缺你这地球多阔落都会浪费&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多浪费&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;地球是否独剩余&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;冷静冷冰冷漠里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;再没法追寻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;当天的女子&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;没竭止&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;寂聊寂止寂寞时&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;半梦半痴叫唤你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;今生里没你没意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;如被困在千堵墙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;胡乱碰撞一千次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;一亿次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;但每是失意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;无论你愿早或迟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;祈望接受这段情多一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;若有可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;请给我知&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;日里感&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;夜阑夜深夜静时&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;每日每刻盼望你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;有没有可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;即刻解我痴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;独个感&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;万人共欢亦独尝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;醉着醉醒叫唤你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;今生里没你没意义&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;重拾碎裂的梦儿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;祈望渴望多一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;多一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;愿献尽心意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;无论你愿早或迟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;祈望接受这罪人的深意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;若有可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;请给我知&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115126024384171153?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115126024384171153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115126024384171153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115126024384171153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115126024384171153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='草蜢'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115105509269324203</id><published>2006-06-23T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:01:07.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Events'/><title type='text'>Bhaiboon's Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://flashstar.zorpia.com/zShow/zShow.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="movie" swLiveConnect="true" bgcolor="#FFFFFF " wmode="transparent" FlashVars="username=whyzoner&amp;group_code=null&amp;album_id=552818&amp;transType=Dissolve2&amp;showspeed=4000&amp;transSpeed=1&amp;showCaption=true&amp;captionSize=32&amp;captionColor=#000000&amp;captionBackColor=#FFFFFF&amp;slowGrow=true&amp;showSize=320" width="320" height="240" name="zShow" align="middle" play="true" loop="false" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be at least 5 months before we can see this warm smiling guy again. I'm all curious already to know how he will turn out after 5 months. Gonna hear his stories when he is back in town ie if he decides to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most amiable guy I ever met and a person with strong focus and optimism. (Some of his best traits that I wanna model after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you, PB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115105509269324203?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115105509269324203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115105509269324203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115105509269324203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115105509269324203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/bhaiboons-farewell-dinner.html' title='Bhaiboon&apos;s Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115089617630476677</id><published>2006-06-21T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:22:56.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Jordan - Umm Qais</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Umm%20Qais%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Umm%20Qais%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is up north of Jordan, near to Israel and Syria. I reached here in the evening, just in time to catch the sunset in this anicent city. And we are in luck as the sky is very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sunset%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sunset%2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is still enough light for me to catch a glimpse of Golan Heights and Sea of Galilee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sea%20of%20Galilee%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sea%20of%20Galilee%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sea%20of%20Galilee%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sea%20of%20Galilee%2002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the  sun lowering behind the mountains, the city bathed in its golden rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sunset%2016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Umm%20Qais%20-%20Sunset%2016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115089617630476677?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115089617630476677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115089617630476677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115089617630476677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115089617630476677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/jordan-umm-qais.html' title='Jordan - Umm Qais'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115089482620045659</id><published>2006-06-21T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:00:26.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Jordan - Pella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Pella%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a place rarely touched by tourists. Free to walk around and take a good look at the plains and hills. This is my 1st trekking in Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first interesting encounter here is the shepherd leading the goats home. There would be this goat with a bell tied around its neck, with the bell ringing away and this goat will stay at the end of the herd. I think this goat sort of chase the rest to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/200/Pella%2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/200/Pella%2007.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it occurs that there must be farmers who live nearby. Indeed, we spot a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Pella%2008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we paid a visit. Many children around and all of them looks so adorable. Gave them sweets, haha, a fast and easy way to make friends with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/200/Pella%2011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/200/Pella%2012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Pella%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Pella%2014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I remember correctly, the lady with the white scarf overhead is one pretty lady with rosy cheeks. Too bad, they can't take pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115089482620045659?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115089482620045659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115089482620045659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115089482620045659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115089482620045659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/jordan-pella.html' title='Jordan - Pella'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115073653955336208</id><published>2006-06-20T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:07:37.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Angela Aki</title><content type='html'>Yes, is about her again. You know, I just can't help it, and have to take a look again at how she plays the piano. I was laughing a bit when I saw her doing her usual playing style, but no form of insult to her or anything like that, just find it very interesting that she is so into her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is really a beautiful song. Beautiful voice and melody. And of course, the "suave player".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;This Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hz7-bU9uStU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hz7-bU9uStU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is the ending song of the popular anime "Blood+" too. Of course, this song deserves such attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_HIMGY4RCXw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_HIMGY4RCXw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;「愛があれば平和だ」と&lt;br /&gt;誰かが口にしていた&lt;br /&gt;頷く人もいれば、疑う人もいる&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苦しみがあるからこそ&lt;br /&gt;あなたを抱きしめる時&lt;br /&gt;その腕の優しさを&lt;br /&gt;平和と感じるのでしょう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ある時から無口になり心を締め切り&lt;br /&gt;この恋が引き裂かれそうになった&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重ねたこの手を&lt;br /&gt;今度は離さない&lt;br /&gt;信じる力が&lt;br /&gt;愛を自由にする&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友情に救われたり&lt;br /&gt;未来を想像したり&lt;br /&gt;幸せは見えるけれど&lt;br /&gt;自分を見る事はない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;約束と言う私達のコンパスだけでは&lt;br /&gt;この恋は方角を見失うの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奇跡を待つより&lt;br /&gt;この手をつなぎたい&lt;br /&gt;信じる力が&lt;br /&gt;私を自由にする&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この恋を恐れずに&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to fear this love,this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重ねたこの手を&lt;br /&gt;今度は離さない&lt;br /&gt;信じる力が&lt;br /&gt;愛を自由にする&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奇跡を待つより&lt;br /&gt;この手をつなぎたい&lt;br /&gt;信じる力が&lt;br /&gt;私を自由にする&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;English Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If there is love, there is peace”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had said that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may agree with it, or one may doubt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during that time I would embrace you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the gentleness of those arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I felt peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that time when I stopped talking to you, I closed up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love became torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I won’t let go of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our joined hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will set love free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your friendship helped me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagined our future together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see our happiness but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t see the things concerning myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we said our promises would be our compass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost sight of the direction of this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting for a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to fear this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to fear this love, this love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I won’t let go of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our joined hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Will set love free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Instead of waiting for a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you to hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;The power of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. translation from http://byakuya.wordpress.com/2006/05/31/this-love-eng/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115073653955336208?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115073653955336208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115073653955336208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115073653955336208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115073653955336208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/angela-aki.html' title='Angela Aki'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-115021726829541102</id><published>2006-06-14T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:51:41.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to share'/><title type='text'>You can do this too</title><content type='html'>Creativity. Chemistry. I think this is ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;Musical fountain at your doorstep, effective party splash-around gadget, getting rid of your junk food... wide range of applications. Just cool. Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.revver.com/broadcast/27335/video.mov/13970" pluginspage="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/" scale="tofit" kioskmode="False" qtsrc="http://media.revver.com/broadcast/27335/video.mov/13970" cache="False" height="272" width="320" controller="True" type="video/quicktime" autoplay="False"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please be reminded not to take too much Mentos and diet coke (or any carbonated drink) at the same time. Seriously. The gas need a release somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18807175-115021726829541102?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/115021726829541102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=115021726829541102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115021726829541102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/115021726829541102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-can-do-this-too.html' title='You can do this too'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18807175.post-114996652680825394</id><published>2006-06-11T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:08:47.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Jerash - Temple of Artemis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Temple of Artemis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temples of the Romans and Greeks are usually built on high grounds as they believed that would bring them closer to the Gods and Gods can hear them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columns and pillars of temples are especially significant as they represent the communication tool that channelled the voices of the people on the ground to their Gods in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stand on the last flight of stairs, all I can see is the top of the columns of the Temple of Artemis. As one walked further up, as in the old days, people would say their prayers/wishes and raised their hands up towards the sky as if they are pillars of the Temple connecting from the ground to the sky, hoping that their words can reach the ears of the Gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%20%28steps%20%26%20columns%29%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%20%28steps%20%26%20columns%29%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%20%28steps%20%26%20columns%29%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/400/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Artemis%20%28steps%20%26%20columns%29%2002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some other beautiful structures in Jerash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20South%20Theatre%2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Jerash%20-%20South%20Theatre%2008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The South Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See the guy in blue right in the centre. That is the position where you can speak and your voice will be amplified throughout the whole theatre. This is a characteristic of all Roman theatres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Oval%20Plaza%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Jerash%20-%20Oval%20Plaza%2001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oval Plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Zeus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Jerash%20-%20Temple%20of%20Zeus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Temple of Zeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/1600/Jerash%20-%20Nymphaeum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/1849/320/Jerash%20-%20Nymphaeum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nymphaeum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the water point for people travelling along the cargo path in Jerash. So typical of Romans, to build fountains at their water source.&lt;br /&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/18807175-114996652680825394?l=sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/feeds/114996652680825394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18807175&amp;postID=114996652680825394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/114996652680825394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18807175/posts/default/114996652680825394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarabandeinunison.blogspot.com/2006/06/jerash-temple-of-artemis.html' title='Jerash - Temple of Artemis'/><author><name>whyzoner</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
