<?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-526885134226310822</id><updated>2012-01-27T22:04:16.620+08:00</updated><category term='Hong Kong 2008'/><category term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><category term='Bangkok SEA Games 2007'/><category term='Dive'/><category term='Hockey'/><category term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Sugar Cubes~'/><category term='Rum-my Rantings'/><category term='HTAC SO Course 2008'/><category term='I See I Feel'/><category term='New Year 2008'/><category term='Indon Trip 2009'/><category term='Korea 2008'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='London 2009'/><category term='Doggie'/><category term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category term='Seoul 2008'/><category term='Songs of the Moment'/><category term='Junior Asia Cup 08'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Foodie Bites'/><title type='text'>The Mojito Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Rum for the soul, a sprig of fresh Mint for newness, a dash of sour Lime that puckle-up your face and sweet Sugar to keep Life going.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>643</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5241896874081498711</id><published>2012-01-27T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:04:16.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>张悬 亲爱的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QIIO6JvsukM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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and &lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/"&gt;Garance Dore&lt;/a&gt;) that have always been on my blog follow list collaborating on a project for Tiffany.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sJyNWb4phX4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started following The Sartorialist  after someone sent me the link to the pictures of drool-inducing smart dressing people taken on the streets (and it showed that you don't have to spend a lot of money to have decent dress sense). After some time, Scott Schuman (that's the real name of the Sartorialist) plugged Garance Dore's blog and I was stuck on her zany posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't get enough of the pictures both of them have been taking that seemed to capture the spirit and essence of their subjects.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not long after that, Garance announced to the world that yes, they are together. Awwwww........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could they not work on the project like the one for &lt;a href="https://www.whatmakeslovetrue.com/love-is-everywhere/love-in-pictures/"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/a&gt;? Ok, the commercialised intent behind the whole campaign aside, with eyes for details and essence of the moment, and using  only Instagram on an Iphone, I'm sold (sucker!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminded me that compared to my sony ericsson days, I haven't really been utilizing the camera function of my iphone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Btw, that's a cool track in the video...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-532562124783561221?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/532562124783561221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wishing All&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prosperity and Good Fortune &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in Abundance! :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5796411015790550029?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5796411015790550029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在的我们，为事业，生活，都忙的团团转。是我们生活变复杂了， 还是我们复杂了生活？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5944455399284950769?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5944455399284950769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5944455399284950769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5944455399284950769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iULvjbh2lRM/Txg_xXHN0XI/AAAAAAAADXw/9Wn-i2aQyv0/s1600/secret-place-%2Bmatthew%2Bwatkins.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iULvjbh2lRM/Txg_xXHN0XI/AAAAAAAADXw/9Wn-i2aQyv0/s400/secret-place-%2Bmatthew%2Bwatkins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699375445687783794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Picture Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.watkinsmedia.com/2010/07/secret-place.html"&gt;A Secret Place by Matthew Watkins&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is a secret place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That I'll like to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Every now and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and be on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Away from the frazzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of the everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or the dazzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that'll always wade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To just be in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;witnessing the birth and death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;Of every new minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;and every soulful breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;Never one the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;and why should they be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;The only one real minute and breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:100%;"&gt;is the one now with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;This secret place will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;Even when I stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:100%;" &gt;Waiting for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:100%;" &gt;If I only choose to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  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Secret Place'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iULvjbh2lRM/Txg_xXHN0XI/AAAAAAAADXw/9Wn-i2aQyv0/s72-c/secret-place-%2Bmatthew%2Bwatkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8891346381708002107</id><published>2012-01-16T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T06:44:17.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRDDU0melg0/TxQ-HimWXII/AAAAAAAADXg/pJ-4INg1dAA/s1600/bird%2Bin%2Bhand.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRDDU0melg0/TxQ-HimWXII/AAAAAAAADXg/pJ-4INg1dAA/s400/bird%2Bin%2Bhand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698247727798180994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;It just suddenly dawned on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;that I'm the one who got away instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still doesn't make it easier to forget the callousness though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8891346381708002107?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8891346381708002107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8891346381708002107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8891346381708002107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8891346381708002107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2012/01/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRDDU0melg0/TxQ-HimWXII/AAAAAAAADXg/pJ-4INg1dAA/s72-c/bird%2Bin%2Bhand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-71073152375250725</id><published>2012-01-11T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:35:23.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Gone running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Acw8KAtTw/Tw2oJZ1XThI/AAAAAAAADXU/cCDV0tANvjM/s1600/running.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Acw8KAtTw/Tw2oJZ1XThI/AAAAAAAADXU/cCDV0tANvjM/s400/running.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696393983200546322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is, is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No romanticism, no cover stories, no because, no will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It just is. With a capital I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing better than a run to clear the head. The &lt;a href="http://www.vibramfivefingers.com/products/Five-Fingers-Bikila-Womens.htm"&gt;Vibram Five Fingers&lt;/a&gt; are really forcing me to change my running stance, otherwise I may never be able to wear heels again on my ..er..heels. Started on a real slow pace on the first day of the year, then again on Sunday (hey...guess what! Left knee didn't hurt anymore!). Decided to go running despite reaching home quite late to vent the angst a bit. Thought I had regained a bit of balance..but I guess I am not quite there yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess nothing works better than running at a good pace that forces you to watch your breathes, leaving no room for random and totally unnecessary thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to hold that freed up space for that a bit more...and remember, it's nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just Is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for that 10 sun salutations &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3fFSj6KUWM&amp;amp;feature=relmfu"&gt;challenge&lt;/a&gt; (I just love that chime at the start of her every video)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-71073152375250725?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/71073152375250725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=71073152375250725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/71073152375250725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/71073152375250725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2012/01/gone-running.html' title='Gone running'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Acw8KAtTw/Tw2oJZ1XThI/AAAAAAAADXU/cCDV0tANvjM/s72-c/running.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1090558465218649978</id><published>2012-01-08T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T01:56:16.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Supermarkets and Sharks Fin Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The supermarkets in Singapore have been having a busy week, and not because of hawkering their Chinese New Year wares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The recent buzz has been &lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/News/Latest%2BNews/Singapore/Story/A1Story20120106-320164.html"&gt;Thern Da'&lt;/a&gt;s PR boo boo, which went viral and eventually with &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/BreakingNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_752188.html"&gt;NTUC&lt;/a&gt; stepping out publicly to declare that they will not be selling sharks fins products after the first quarter of this year. Very shortly after, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5jGHYxrY0Z90w1_q_MtL_X34Zonjg?docId=CNG.c2444c1f18662ff13dd97c0718770149.2a1"&gt;Carrefour&lt;/a&gt; came out proactively to say that they will not be replenishing their sharks fins stocks. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sheng-Siong/112161038801509"&gt;Sheng Siong&lt;/a&gt; is currently under fire as well, with netizens putting pressure on the company that not only stocks shark fin products, but also featuring baby sharks and other exotic food stuff that you would see during many dive trips every now and then (some of which I didn't even know they can be categorised as food..) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dive enthusiasts and ocean conservationists are having a field day riding on this wave. Many are calling upon the companies' sense and duty of corporate social responsibility, to pull those products off the shelves. Especially since Sheng Siong has not came out with any statement on their stance, many are also calling upon fellow divers in the community to ply the pressure on Sheng Siong for a favourable response. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which led me to this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dives, and I am totally for the move towards sustainable fishing and balance of the ecosystem so that our next generation still get to see the beautiful ocean creatures that we see now. I am glad that commercial entities such as supermarkets in Singapore are taking a stand moving in that direction as well. But somehow the way things had turned out, it doesn't seem to address the root problem I feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supermarkets will only carry things that people will buy. And people are still buying sharks fins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are we eating shark fins in the first place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharks fin, being a delicacy in the past, has become ubiquitous that you can find them off the shelves of supermarkets, in good restaurants, and almost every weekend on wedding dinner menus.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:'Arial Unicode MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am sure shark fins are delicacies due to the rarity of them being brought to the dinner table in ancient times.  The word here is rarity. Wealthy Chinese in the past would have been awed to be able to eat fins that were cut off the sharks that didn't exist in their own country (and had to be imported - 外国货）, or simply want to flaunt their vast wealth to be able put the dish on the table (I think it's probably more the latter). And as more Chinese become more affluent, sharks fins become a status of wealth that became more accessible (along with the other ubiquitous symbol of wealth - LV.Eek.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Demand rose, but it was not as if the sharks were put on a super breeder program that allows them to keep with the demand...of people who want to eat only their fins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that make sense to you?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It still doesn't make sense to me. I know of people to snide when you tell them that you don't want that bowl of sharks fin soup on the wedding dinner table ("They died already! Why waste?") or the rebukes during this recent media frenzy over Thern Da and NTUC ("Eating sharks fins is a Chinese tradition.It should should be a personal choice whether I want to eat sharks fins or not").  I'm sure these are not people with any ill intent, other than viewing sharks fins as a treat based on the cultural conditioning they get as Chinese.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that brings me to my point. The mindless consumerism (I blogged about &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_12.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; before, just plugging it in again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.storyofstuff.org/movies/embed_SoS.html" style="border:0px;" name="SoS_embed" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" align="top" height="600px" width="738px"&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being mindless is easy - you don't see the chicken, you only see them cling-wrapped packed and frozen. Something I &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/School_Days_with_a_Pig"&gt;saw&lt;/a&gt; before on owning the decision on the life you take for the food on your table - it's being aware and conscious that you know, or at least gnawingly feel the need to decide how what kind of consumer you want to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think at the end of the day, it's not whether if Sheng Siong is going to exercise its corporate social responsibility or not. It is for us, the consumers, to re-examine the fundamental basis of why we are choosing to buy certain staff and remembering where they come from - living forms and creatures that share the planet with us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1090558465218649978?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1090558465218649978/comments/default' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6010426113729071175</id><published>2011-12-29T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T03:45:43.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>The Hand That Never Came</title><content type='html'>Many a times, you just need that someone to reach out, and assure with a touch that everything will be alright. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That hand never did come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when there isn't any, the only way is to brace yourself, and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with that, it probably is going to be the closing note fr 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6010426113729071175?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6010426113729071175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6010426113729071175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6010426113729071175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6010426113729071175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/12/hand-that-never-came.html' title='The Hand That Never Came'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-9029895403447095691</id><published>2011-12-19T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:43:14.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Almost to the end of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cant believe it's two more weeks to the end of 2011. This year passes exceptionally fast, in mine and a couple of friends' opinion. If one subscribes to the theology of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_Monks#Members"&gt;moving and storing time&lt;/a&gt;, this could just be the case to compensate times when one sees the time passes so slowly during boring meetings/lectures/conference.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By all counts, I should be sleeping now. I wish I could, but the last week was crazily packed and I could possibly only update some stuff on my Ipad so that I can take it as done, and focus on other stuff tomorrow. Not sure why, but work accelerated to a breakneck speed since mid Oct, like it was charging towards the finishing line with a vengeance (and me scarcely able to catch my breath).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thank goodness for the 2 gatherings on Sat night and Sun afternoon. Those were good breaks, thanks to the laughters and gossips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esp the gathering on Sun afternnon with the hockey team. Just before that, I found this in between the semi-spring cleaning:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJwEQ41tzws/Tu4lXTSx1ZI/AAAAAAAADW8/YcHj4WohDWU/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJwEQ41tzws/Tu4lXTSx1ZI/AAAAAAAADW8/YcHj4WohDWU/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687524461661771154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cap that was part of the sponsored apparel for the 1999 SEA Games team. Off-coloured, bleached from the sun and repeated washes after the many trainings under hot morning and afternoon suns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 years on...Had a sense of grounded-ness after the gathering that at least some things probably hadn't change much. The holiday mood started seeping in; until I had to switch on the laptop and finish up that last bit of work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off from tomorrow onwards, not sure if I can get wifi, but possibly will try to squeeze in another post on the last day of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-9029895403447095691?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/9029895403447095691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=9029895403447095691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9029895403447095691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9029895403447095691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-to-end-of-2011.html' title='Almost to the end of 2011'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJwEQ41tzws/Tu4lXTSx1ZI/AAAAAAAADW8/YcHj4WohDWU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-201568881284335456</id><published>2011-12-11T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:26:17.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Woke up with aching body yesterday and thought it was due to the uncomfortably hard bed at the accomodation I put up at the last few days on a worktrip. Little did I know that it would become a full blown fever with swooning headache. Great. I think my body eventually couldn't keep up with the stress level (and prob slightly drastic change in temperature). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what to do except to stay in bed to sleep and sleep..And catch up with movies I always wanted to watch. I realise after a while that the movies belonged to a same genre..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, it was Jane Eyre that I couldn't complete watching on the plane. Beautifully shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6uOZQkKHOFE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Sunrise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HEPoNaf0cAk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I would have died from suspense if they didn't make the sequel - Before Sunset. Reminded me how wonderful it can be that you can talk to someone about anything under the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XvFosXeqmDg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday is now gone, and not looking forward to the work week ahead...sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-201568881284335456?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/201568881284335456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=201568881284335456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/201568881284335456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/201568881284335456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/12/sickly-sunday.html' title='Sickly Sunday'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6uOZQkKHOFE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8952691125018751288</id><published>2011-12-09T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:48:05.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frazzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Y421upLvu4/TuIfXfUzZZI/AAAAAAAADWs/iq9_BpKvy7c/s1600/frazzled.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Y421upLvu4/TuIfXfUzZZI/AAAAAAAADWs/iq9_BpKvy7c/s400/frazzled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684140168101193106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8952691125018751288?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8952691125018751288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8952691125018751288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8952691125018751288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8952691125018751288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/12/frazzled.html' title='Frazzled'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Y421upLvu4/TuIfXfUzZZI/AAAAAAAADWs/iq9_BpKvy7c/s72-c/frazzled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5975372372248339673</id><published>2011-11-30T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:41:17.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Nouvelle Vague - Killing Moon</title><content type='html'>Guess what's playing on repeat mode. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A7GuuCDm5po" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway have been taking the train more regularly now, and fully utilizing the commute time to read up or work on work stuff. Feels more useful than staring at the butt of the car in front for most mornings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then this happened - I can't find my ezlink card now. Can't remember where I last placed it when I reached home on Tues, after a super long day at work. I definitely had it when I came home cos that's why I manage to come home in the first place. But couldn't place where it was last since I decided to take the car this morning after sleeping in a bit more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And feeling the pinch cos the balance would have been able to last me for another 2 more weeks of commute perhaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lousy feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5975372372248339673?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5975372372248339673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5975372372248339673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5975372372248339673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5975372372248339673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/nouvelle-vague-killing-moon.html' title='Nouvelle Vague - Killing Moon'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/A7GuuCDm5po/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5011508973586328112</id><published>2011-11-30T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T00:52:26.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Nouvelle Vague Dance with Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I came across Nouvelle Vague in a totally irrelevant setting - before a zi char dinner at the old part of Tiong Bahru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe I am stretching the dramatics a bit. It was actually before a dinner with some of the girls from office (ex and current) at Tiong Bahru and they were late (as usual.....well..sometimes..).  And there was still time to spare even when I had already squeeze in one coffee break at &lt;a href="http://www.theorangethimble.com/"&gt;Orange Thimble&lt;/a&gt; before we were supposed to meet (ahhh....that's another good coffee joint. Though I am not so keen on the buzzer though. They rather spend money on the buzzers which you bring away to your table after ordering, and then buzz you when the coffee is ready and placed at the cashier where you placed your order earlier. Could it be possibly cheaper, and probably gain more brownie points if they have someone send the coffee to you, with a smile of course, at the table?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I digress. So I was already at the old school zi char restaurant but the group was not there yet. Opposite this old school zi char place was this little quaint vintage shop that sells little bits of vintage/vintage inspired stuff, with Nouvelle Vague playing over their Ipod player. Of course at that point i didn't know what was playing until I asked the shop-keeper tending to the shop, which she wrote down for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice stuff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PN0QZiK3Luo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5011508973586328112?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5011508973586328112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5011508973586328112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5011508973586328112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5011508973586328112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/nouvelle-vague-dance-with-me.html' title='Nouvelle Vague Dance with Me'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PN0QZiK3Luo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8999972208679016741</id><published>2011-11-27T20:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:17:22.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Dusk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9urjBDrZY/TtI160Us8ZI/AAAAAAAADWg/xmoBi1xDNO8/s1600/moonlit%2Bpath.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9urjBDrZY/TtI160Us8ZI/AAAAAAAADWg/xmoBi1xDNO8/s400/moonlit%2Bpath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679661364661776786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This impenetrable gloominess of dusk &lt;div&gt;that muddles the light into nuances of grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secretly letting in the dark &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while tricking the mind ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believing that light still prevails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for a light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to cut through the fallen dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into clear shades of black and white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and show the path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;towards the awaiting dawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Have always felt unnerved by the dusk, that even with lights turned on, it always felt "half-dark". Opened my eyes earlier from a failed attempt to nap, to find that dusk had fallen, with the "half-dark" feeling all over again, physically and emotionally. Suddenly not sure where I am headed towards... feeling all murked up and sliding towards some dark pool. But maybe that's not a bad thing, if it throws out clearer perspective of things. We'll see..)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/526885134226310822-8999972208679016741?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8999972208679016741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8999972208679016741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8999972208679016741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8999972208679016741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/dusk.html' title='Dusk'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9urjBDrZY/TtI160Us8ZI/AAAAAAAADWg/xmoBi1xDNO8/s72-c/moonlit%2Bpath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-401177041655294729</id><published>2011-11-17T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:20:18.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKEg9PokUo8/TsUVIrzDDaI/AAAAAAAADWE/vD4robs7cMA/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKEg9PokUo8/TsUVIrzDDaI/AAAAAAAADWE/vD4robs7cMA/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675966144310349218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This first, before moving on to face the other mountains.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And leaving the questions for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-401177041655294729?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/401177041655294729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=401177041655294729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/401177041655294729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/401177041655294729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKEg9PokUo8/TsUVIrzDDaI/AAAAAAAADWE/vD4robs7cMA/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-564378489831449127</id><published>2011-11-15T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:56:18.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Just a bit more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hrOnZcqofP0/TsJ7sAyh8ZI/AAAAAAAADV0/VE9qcBuAyyc/s1600/perseverance.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hrOnZcqofP0/TsJ7sAyh8ZI/AAAAAAAADV0/VE9qcBuAyyc/s400/perseverance.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675234476496646546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Almost 4 full weeks now running at full steam. Just today I felt that I could fall asleep at the table during lunch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everything happens for a reason, though it may not be apparent at this point in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a bit more to go. Climbed one mountain, now to clear this one ahead (before seeing the the mountains after this).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will really celebrate this coming weekend with some well overdue sleep and rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, just a bit more now. &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/526885134226310822-564378489831449127?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/564378489831449127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=564378489831449127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/564378489831449127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/564378489831449127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-bit-more.html' title='Just a bit more..'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hrOnZcqofP0/TsJ7sAyh8ZI/AAAAAAAADV0/VE9qcBuAyyc/s72-c/perseverance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5427251973230908946</id><published>2011-11-08T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:44:56.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>This thing about brit bands..</title><content type='html'>What can I say. Brit band alway does it for me. Even those which were before when I was even born.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tdCY0CgMoq8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward - check them out 26 years later. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RrSpW9axoaw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can do with some divine intervention now. Not knowing very well what to do with the curveball situation right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5427251973230908946?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5427251973230908946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5427251973230908946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5427251973230908946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5427251973230908946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-thing-about-brit-bands.html' title='This thing about brit bands..'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tdCY0CgMoq8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3649814764515082545</id><published>2011-11-03T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:17:53.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Says the new iPad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I got an iPad. Was contemplating for a while already, but was putting off just in case it is gg tot be passing faddish "want". Until the impending work trip foresee me lugging loads of docs in hardcopy., and I had to seriously consider that having the iPad may really make my life easier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excuse or reason, I finally bite the bullet and bought it last weekend. Was easier since i wasn't the one who went down tot the shop to get it. If left to my own initiative, I would still be hemming and hawing before I recover from the heart pinch to sign on the credit card slip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now Im just making use of every opportunity to test out all the relevant functions (like typing) and apps to make sure that this piece of darling can tide me through the work trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After that I'm sure I'll start having fun on all other non work related Functions and apps....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3649814764515082545?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3649814764515082545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3649814764515082545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3649814764515082545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3649814764515082545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-2006368547821523080</id><published>2011-10-29T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:28:05.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Introvert's Day-in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMscnCxymQ0/TqwIxvEbJGI/AAAAAAAADVg/9798DZpLwkw/s1600/chickenextravert.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMscnCxymQ0/TqwIxvEbJGI/AAAAAAAADVg/9798DZpLwkw/s400/chickenextravert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668915681494246498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then, the introvert in me need to have some downtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been sorta crazy 2 weeks. Today, decided to push away an engagement, and spent some time at home, tidy up the living spaces a bit, and hopefully, catch some catnap (god knows how bad my dark eye circles have become already).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, no luck at the catnap (damn the body clock) but at least my room now looks less like a tornado swept warzone. Caught up with some admin work (pay bills, update the house mortgage payment ) and read a bit of the book that the aunt bought for me some time back with some CDs playing (Lisa &lt;a href="http://lisaekdahl.com/"&gt;Eckda&lt;/a&gt;hl now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than the fact that my head is throbbing prob from the lack of sleep, I feel much more centred, rather than feeling like there's a thousand and one forces tugging at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only it had been a retreat at some quiet resort in some exotic places, like &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-break.html"&gt;Ubud&lt;/a&gt;. Still haven't had the chance to check out that place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-2006368547821523080?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/2006368547821523080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=2006368547821523080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2006368547821523080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2006368547821523080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/introverts-day-in.html' title='Introvert&apos;s Day-in'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMscnCxymQ0/TqwIxvEbJGI/AAAAAAAADVg/9798DZpLwkw/s72-c/chickenextravert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6711976324061384200</id><published>2011-10-28T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:59:18.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Gary Jules - Mad World</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4N3N1MlvVc4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very very, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mad world, mad world&lt;br /&gt;Enlarge your world, mad world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crossing fingers that the work doesn't need to eat into the weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6711976324061384200?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6711976324061384200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6711976324061384200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6711976324061384200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6711976324061384200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/gary-jules-mad-world.html' title='Gary Jules - Mad World'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4N3N1MlvVc4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7858743211557526577</id><published>2011-10-26T07:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:51:39.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>早晨七点三十分</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;精神状态：模糊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;醒了一个小时了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;查了手机上侦查睡眠的闹钟仪表，才睡不到四个小时，睡眠品质还特差。没办法，起床做些有的没的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个小时就这么过了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天放自己一天假 （本来今天就是公共假期嘛，无聊。可是昨晚过午夜宣布脑袋眼睛快报销了才手工回家），让精神放松一小，好让明天再冲刺。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看，下午得小睡一下，补点神，救一下黑眼圈和眼袋。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7858743211557526577?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7858743211557526577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7858743211557526577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7858743211557526577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7858743211557526577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_26.html' title='早晨七点三十分'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-9187518555813144644</id><published>2011-10-21T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T19:03:47.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public transport challenge (update 1)</title><content type='html'>End of the first week of the public transport challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm blogging this on the way home in the mrt (obviously can't do the same if I'm driving .. Talking about a good sign..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 days were not too bad. Though now I can understand why people are so willing to pay a premium to live within walking distance to the mrt station. The walk to that bus stop for the feeder service and squeeze (cos obviously everybody's destination is the same) can really be a put off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I cheated a bit by catching a ride from a colleague on the first day. It was real late cos of the new assignment I was working on,and I think I should be kinder to myself than to suffer the long feeder bus ride home. And the friend sent me home after dinner on Tuesday (of course right..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led me to wed and thurs, when I drove because of the discussion on a friends wedding emcee script and to help out at a community event by the company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was the first day that I was a public commuter for real (taxi to meeting venue doesn't count!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to buy an iPad 2 though.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-9187518555813144644?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/9187518555813144644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=9187518555813144644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9187518555813144644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9187518555813144644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/public-transport-challenge-update-1.html' title='Public transport challenge (update 1)'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-672612029259158527</id><published>2011-10-20T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:11:54.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>And they say year end is usually the lull period...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It looks like an exciting period leading up to end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing something that is not part of my job scope (all in the name of exposure), but I am not sure if I enjoy being sandwiched between people with different agendas, and being pushed out of the comfort zone. I know the latter is like a taboo thing, like nowadays how can anyone be expected to stay in their comfort zone? But hey..sometimes life can be so much easier without having to grapple with many turning wheels if you are not sure where to put your hands. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revisiting a thorny case and hopefully it wont be as bad as the last round. I reaallllyyyy hate confrontations. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Could&lt;/u&gt; possibly be gone from SG for a good &lt;u&gt;5 weeks&lt;/u&gt;. Note separate key words underlined for emphasis....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok deep breathes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xS3XQO5w5s4/TqBAjLECwpI/AAAAAAAADVI/iQrjD0TC44s/s1600/free%2Bmagic%2Bwands.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xS3XQO5w5s4/TqBAjLECwpI/AAAAAAAADVI/iQrjD0TC44s/s400/free%2Bmagic%2Bwands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665599304241431186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And some of these would be real useful as well. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-672612029259158527?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/672612029259158527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=672612029259158527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/672612029259158527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/672612029259158527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-they-say-year-end-is-usually-lull.html' title='And they say year end is usually the lull period...'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xS3XQO5w5s4/TqBAjLECwpI/AAAAAAAADVI/iQrjD0TC44s/s72-c/free%2Bmagic%2Bwands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1108567849209425902</id><published>2011-10-20T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:26:05.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Zee Avi - Book of Morris Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bh-OFiB6L9s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda put me in a better mood on the drive home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, I drove today..but just because I had to go to help in the set up of a company event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1108567849209425902?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1108567849209425902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1108567849209425902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1108567849209425902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1108567849209425902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/zee-avi-book-of-morris-johnson.html' title='Zee Avi - Book of Morris Johnson'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bh-OFiB6L9s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5003577683192571080</id><published>2011-10-13T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:06:44.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Public Transport Commute Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvZBRq13AF8/TpcAEOqVObI/AAAAAAAADU8/8YrSj1fcuMc/s1600/chickencommute.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvZBRq13AF8/TpcAEOqVObI/AAAAAAAADU8/8YrSj1fcuMc/s400/chickencommute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662995129096812978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why I Am Doing This&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been toying with the idea for a while already....especially most since my car is stuck one of the many thousands condemned to a snail's pace along AYE every morning, and having to pay the dreaded the ERP despite burning fuel (and $$$$) with the obnoxious amount of time contributing to the greenhouse effect arising from carbon emission.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thinking that perhaps if I had taken public transport, I would have hit the office faster (Yes, even though I would rather be somewhere else). With the opening of the Circle line. I was wondering if it is time to make the switch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, ever since about 2003/4 after I first bought my &lt;a href="http://www.asia.piaggio.com/gilera/gallery.php"&gt;Gilera Runner&lt;/a&gt;, I had not taken public transport to work or anywhere else in general, unless exceptions, for example, if I had to leave over the weekend for a dive trip from work. Not like some friends who I know, who genuinely like driving or cars per se, having a car to me was just about pure convenience. But I do dig the fact that I get to do whatever I like in the car, be it blasting the songs on the radio, or zombing out in the morning on the way to work. Obviously something that I won't get the chance to on a train. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, there is also the cost factor. Driving nowadays are getting so so much more expensive with the ERP sucking up money from guileless drivers. Anyhow, the car ownership framework in Singapore is kinda flawed:- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If COEs are aimed to control ownership, then why has LTA still allow for new releases of COEs? If new COEs are allowed to be issued, albeit at a slower rate, it is still an increase right?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok..so you decided to allow people to buy cars nonetheless, and decide to deter people from crowding the roads by introducing usage-based charges to to stagger the surge in traffic i.e. the ERP. But..... people still need to go and leave from work at a certain time right? I am sure that the employers wouldn't mind if their employees hit the office earlier..but do the employees then have to choice to leave early? If no, they would have to leave late to miss the ERP charges right? More often than not, they will probably just end up as suckers to be had whenever they drive under the guillotine-like structure after a long day of work, hoping for a hot shower and meal, and some chill out time before hitting the sack. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okok..maybe the ERP still doesn't really dis-incentivise people to change their driving habits. How about making it really cheap for people to drive during non-peak hours? Ok I must come clean. I am also seriously contemplating if I should convert my car to the revised OPC scheme if this public commute do take off. So I may eventually become part of the guilty crowd of people who leave their cars at home, occupying one precious parking lot; more so now because it is so much cheaper to retain an off-peak car and people want to be free of the awful public transport if they can..and causing the authorities to find ways to accommodate the increase of cars per household in that HDB estate. Just look at the situation of cars who can't find a lot at night and had to park illegally along the kerbs. (Btw I just lost a patch of greenery at the back of my block because they are paving for more packing lots. I'm kinda devastated. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;But..taking the public transport always give me the mental image of a rat race of a humongous proportion. Just image..the MRT door opens and then out pour these many people rushing out from the packed tubes, the whole space thunder with footsteps and these huge surge of human traffic scrambling to take over the escalator wheeling them upwards/downwards. And the cycle continues repeatedly.... Eek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had never had to be part of this human rat race because my past jobs didn't require me to report at the usual office hours (actually officially some of them  do...but then I believe in flexi-hour -  I put in more hours towards the night, but don't expect me to come in super early ...), and obviously I drive..so I never really had to put my EZ link card to much use. Looking back, it had been almost 8 years that I had been driving! If I take public transportation, I wonder if I will suffer from withdrawal symptoms..like will my hands suddenly start twitching to grab the steering wheel or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway that was the background rationlisation, which had been bouncing around before I decided to just bite the bullet and start the public commuting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I am giving myself one month..to see if I succumb to withdrawal symptoms and be sucked back to the car (and swallowing rantings and all about jams, parking, ERPs etc etc..) or survive and blend into the rat race of multitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squeak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(as for the first day of public transport commute..I kinda survived..kinda..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tvtJPs8IDgU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;In commemoration of that patch of greenery behind my block. You shall be missed dearly whenever I see those OPC cars lined up on the tarmac throughout the days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5003577683192571080?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5003577683192571080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5003577683192571080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5003577683192571080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5003577683192571080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/public-transport-commute-challenge.html' title='The Public Transport Commute Challenge!'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvZBRq13AF8/TpcAEOqVObI/AAAAAAAADU8/8YrSj1fcuMc/s72-c/chickencommute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5484266780372618350</id><published>2011-10-04T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:57:14.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>五月天 我心尚未崩坏的地方</title><content type='html'>我想，每个人在人生的某个阶段，想要达到一个目标时，可能会遇到很多外来的势力阻扰。为了心中的原则而努力奋斗，创造自己的理想结果。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在努力争取，奋斗的时候，难免会疲惫，对一些人事物产生失望。当结果和自己预期想象的有太大的差距时，觉得难过沮丧也是理所当然。有可能质疑自己的能力，理念。改变自己的态度，有可能积极向上，也有可能变消极怠慢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但，我觉得，就算难过失望沮丧，一定要锁住心里那份信念。因为如果连信念都失去的话....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那我 还算是我吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;守护着心中这片尚未崩坏的地方，这才能对得起自己，问心无愧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dlmHOdtrmFQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5484266780372618350?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5484266780372618350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5484266780372618350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5484266780372618350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5484266780372618350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='五月天 我心尚未崩坏的地方'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dlmHOdtrmFQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6393343096839770555</id><published>2011-10-02T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:47:54.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Weekend of Two-s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;T'was a good weekend, catching up and spending time with.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-86vuzK7V8/ToiADsQBShI/AAAAAAAADU0/QIIQ7U4RGt4/s1600/photo-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-86vuzK7V8/ToiADsQBShI/AAAAAAAADU0/QIIQ7U4RGt4/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658913732697344530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- C for brunch at &lt;a href="http://www.octahotel.com.sg/Octa_Hotel_SG/La_Maison.html"&gt;Octa Hotel&lt;/a&gt;*. I was more impressed by their whimsical items that they sell (I think I want the wall clock!), rather than their menu. Maybe the idea of hi-tea in a parisian chic cafe would be nicer than brunch, which to me is synonymous with hearty stuff (read: huge toast, blueberry pancakes, egg benedicts, sausages, eggs scrambled/poached....not all at one time of course. I am rattling off the memories of yumminess brunches I have had!). So after we shared one breakfast set, we over to Outback Restaurant for more fulfilling stuff (like fried mushrooms and wings. The satisfaction of oil-laden food sometimes! :p). We talked about nothing in particular, but so much about what are happening around us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Friend. Who finally came back from China after 5 days of being shuttled between cities**. Couldn't really make up our mind where to go, so I decided to try out this new coffee place that I read about at &lt;a href="http://www.papapalheta.com/"&gt;Papa Palheta&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.loyselstoy.com/"&gt;Loysel's Toy&lt;/a&gt;. Great coffee beside Kallang Riverside Park! Another coffee place other than &lt;a href="http://www.40handscoffee.com/main.html"&gt;40 hands&lt;/a&gt; to go to.And ended off the night with Shirlyn and the UnXpected at WalaWala. Always edgier than any other live bands that I have heard in Singapore.Impromptu movie this morning. (I dont think I have ever watched a movie before 3pm =.="), followed by leisurely lunch and massage, which made me feel super sleepy after that session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the weekend is over just like that. Before I slip into the typical Monday-blues tirade of whines...I WILL HAVE A GOOD WEEK AHEAD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this neuro-linguistic self -programming works :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, something that Shirlyn and the UnXpected covered on Saturday (I love this band that does so unconventional songs) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iWOyfLBYtuU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Ooo..I think I am in love with &lt;a href="http://www.octahotel.com/news/"&gt;Octa Hotel's main store&lt;/a&gt; in Japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** And me torn between being determined to lead my own life pretending that it was life as usual, or to acknowledge that maybe things are not as grim as I thought they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6393343096839770555?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6393343096839770555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6393343096839770555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6393343096839770555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6393343096839770555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-of-two-s.html' title='Weekend of Two-s'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-86vuzK7V8/ToiADsQBShI/AAAAAAAADU0/QIIQ7U4RGt4/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-569634573872263367</id><published>2011-09-30T20:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:23:47.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Post about a nothing Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3-iYQVk0Os/ToXCnQAV-3I/AAAAAAAADUk/9mRdeeh_vfg/s1600/alice%2B3.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3-iYQVk0Os/ToXCnQAV-3I/AAAAAAAADUk/9mRdeeh_vfg/s400/alice%2B3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658142486427990898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still icing my left knee, no thanks to that &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/physical-limits.html"&gt;weekend&lt;/a&gt; , and another reminder that my muscles are not yet conditioned to such sudden surge in activity. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been laying off the runs for 2 weeks, and this morning, couldn't take it anymore and went for a swim at the gym this morning despite the thunderstorm (Well hello Fitness First pool! It has been what..2 months? 3? Thank goodness that the pool was heated up this morning as well) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Followed by a long meeting, quick lunch-in, and then out for a team bonding sort of event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the work week is officially over after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like its lacking something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembered the talk with the big boss some time back, during which he pointed out something had changed about me, which was something that I keenly felt myself during the last 2 years. Something is not sitting right, and I still feel like I am groping in the dark, searching for that switch to understand something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The moment being the best teacher", I have been asking myself sometimes what the current situation is trying to tell me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's trying to tell me to stop fighting, and just move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, maybe I should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;前些日子谈起了happy endings。一面谈，我一面想起我第一次将我觉得自己要的happy ending，告诉另一个人了 - 一个前男友的朋友。有一些人，对别人的感受特别敏感，她因该就是这种人。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“要幸福快乐吧”，我对她说。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她停顿了一下，笑了笑说，“怎么我突然感觉那么大的恐惧感？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我傻愣了。的确，在讲那句话的时候，虽然是真想要幸福快乐，我的心是发着冷颤，充满抗拒的。那时，感情和生活繁杂颠倒，缠的我透不过气。觉得，幸福快乐，离我遥不可及。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那是三年前的事了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天，在微博读到张德芬 在《遇见未知的自己》写的这一句话，又唤起这一段回忆：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p class="sms" mid="3363105704783592" type="1" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 22px; font-size: 14px; "&gt;"亲爱的，外面没有别人，只有你自己。所有的人事物都是你内在的投射，就像镜子一样反射你的内在。当外境有任何东西触动你的时候，记得，要往内看。看看自己哪个地方的旧伤又被碰触了，看看自己有哪些阴影还没有整理好。不要浪费能量在那些外在的、不可改变、不可抗拒的东西上。”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feed_preview" id="prev_3363105704783592" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; clear: both; width: 484px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是该又大扫除一下了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;发完牢骚，心情好多了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-569634573872263367?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/569634573872263367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=569634573872263367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/569634573872263367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/569634573872263367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-about-nothing-friday.html' title='Post about a nothing Friday'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3-iYQVk0Os/ToXCnQAV-3I/AAAAAAAADUk/9mRdeeh_vfg/s72-c/alice%2B3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5499197787934095181</id><published>2011-09-27T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:02:43.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>可为盈盈 秘密花园／那个男人</title><content type='html'>I blogged about a &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2010/09/plastic-mannequin-love.html"&gt;previous song by Kewei&lt;/a&gt; before. And here's another one she did with Ein Ein &amp;amp; Alfred. Seriously nice!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/suzkZOI6tCY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5499197787934095181?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5499197787934095181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5499197787934095181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5499197787934095181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5499197787934095181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_2430.html' title='可为盈盈 秘密花园／那个男人'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/suzkZOI6tCY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3111600609979948660</id><published>2011-09-27T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:17:38.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>方大同 无菇朋友</title><content type='html'>I was wondering what the hell the song was about, and went to youtube it. Now, I can't listen to the song without picturing the morbidness of the MV  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/deeLw_wF1cY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3111600609979948660?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3111600609979948660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3111600609979948660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3111600609979948660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3111600609979948660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_27.html' title='方大同 无菇朋友'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/deeLw_wF1cY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-9162599050128518423</id><published>2011-09-26T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:00:51.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><title type='text'>困</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLx4tCCJ99A/ToCJUeX8jbI/AAAAAAAADUc/ofuZ-MGoQCM/s1600/empty.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLx4tCCJ99A/ToCJUeX8jbI/AAAAAAAADUc/ofuZ-MGoQCM/s400/empty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656672116821233074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;矛盾&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;莫过于&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;两人在一起的时候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;深觉一个人的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;孤单疑惑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;但&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;一个人的时候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;却背着对两个人的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;憧憬和思念&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-9162599050128518423?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/9162599050128518423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=9162599050128518423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9162599050128518423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/9162599050128518423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_26.html' title='困'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLx4tCCJ99A/ToCJUeX8jbI/AAAAAAAADUc/ofuZ-MGoQCM/s72-c/empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5670434573612741993</id><published>2011-09-21T21:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:18:07.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzzQZR0PTiw/Tnn-0SxenwI/AAAAAAAADUU/9iYQTI9TvRY/s1600/awesome%2Blife.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzzQZR0PTiw/Tnn-0SxenwI/AAAAAAAADUU/9iYQTI9TvRY/s400/awesome%2Blife.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654830981486386946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For goodness sake, stop moping around already..things will take their own turns despite you making up thousand and one scenarios. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5670434573612741993?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5670434573612741993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5670434573612741993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5670434573612741993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5670434573612741993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzzQZR0PTiw/Tnn-0SxenwI/AAAAAAAADUU/9iYQTI9TvRY/s72-c/awesome%2Blife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-695949825693437673</id><published>2011-09-18T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:46:56.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Physical Limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At this moment, I am wondering what the f*** happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was limping up and down the stairs, when I was suddenly overwhelmed by embarrassment that even the after-run pain from my last 21km wasn't even half as bad, that I laughed out loud to myself. I am now suffering from so much pain from all possible muscles groups in the limbs than I ever thought possible  (even the national days wasn't that bad cos recovery time was definitely faster) :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All because of the hockey friendly game yesterday and the 10km yellow ribbon run this morning. And to put into context, I probably played only max 25 mins (not even one half!) on the hockey pitch and a slow paced game at that. And 10km? I thought I had it in my pocket after the weekly long runs. Ok, not that exactly, but I hadn't expect it to feel so painful trudging through that distance, no thanks the lactic acid build-up had less than 24 hours to dissipate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember somewhere along that 10km, I reminded myself that despite whatever age I feel (which fluctuates between erm..25 to 80 sometimes), the body definitely follows its clock. Time to accept the fact and make adjustments already. No more punishing routines that the body is not prepared for (hmm..ok, though I really can't help that the friendly game was just the day before the run, I didn't regret playing with old friends once over again!) I thought to myself. And be nicer to myself for goodness sake! Your body is a temple to be worshiped, not to be savaged by unnecessary "evil stuff" - junk food, late nights ...etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the sun was not as bright and glaring all over Changi, you would have seen the momentous zen glow around me (minus the reflection off the bucket of sweat all over of course) before I struggled for that last few km barging through the strollers spewed all over the running lane (they have got to start educate strollers to start keeping left! Grrr..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When driving home half zomb-ed, I was thinking back and wondering how hockey seniors like Mel and Flo did it. They were playing competitively (national and league) way pass the so -called prime athletic years, all into their late 30s and 40s. Of course, there are all those men and women in their 40s and 50s running marathons, doing triathlons and everything else that even cows anybody younger. I am sure of some common themes that pop up- passion for the sports they do, and helluva discipline in keeping their bodies in tip top condition to enjoy this passion that they have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If youth is a wanton display of energy with no specific goal in mind, I guess growing old forces you to be more focused on what is important and prioritize. Not one of the faint hearted definitely.  And I am in!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uLPBKT9GrE/TnX_J7cl6OI/AAAAAAAADUE/JCQagyjK7sw/s1600/growing%2Bold.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uLPBKT9GrE/TnX_J7cl6OI/AAAAAAAADUE/JCQagyjK7sw/s400/growing%2Bold.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653705453275048162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-695949825693437673?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/695949825693437673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=695949825693437673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/695949825693437673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/695949825693437673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/physical-limits.html' title='Physical Limits'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uLPBKT9GrE/TnX_J7cl6OI/AAAAAAAADUE/JCQagyjK7sw/s72-c/growing%2Bold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-4234983101826255837</id><published>2011-09-10T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:48:15.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>10 years</title><content type='html'>Had a birthday dinner with the family today, as an early celebration for the youngest one ahead of the actual day. There is a good 10 years between me and her, which saw us at different life stages at any one point in time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was looking at the birthday cake with enough candles signaling her 23 years, it suddenly hit me that it had been 10 years since I was that age. I mean, I know. Obviously no matter how many years have passed, the fact was that it was still going to be 10 years ago that I was her age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at her age this time of the year, I was already in Kuala Lumpur Mid Valley Hotel,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;having gone through the trauma of a broken metacarpal on National Day (almost 1 month ago) in New Dehli,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being told by the doctor that I was never going to make it  in time for the SEA Games ("You will have a chance in future to play. Let it heal naturally!" he said),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stubbornly refused to heed his advice and went for the surgery to put in the metal plate anyway; went through repeated rehab and physiotherapy sessions, putting in that extra training so that the left hand can still hold the stick, and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting ready for the first day of the Games in 3 days' time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And 2 days later, on the night before the first game, we all (the team mates) would be running around from room to room, trying to figure out the extent of what we would see on TV - 2 planes which flew right into the World Trade Center in New York, and looking at the live footage of one of the towers crumbling like a sandcastle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the next day we played our first game against Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then, hockey wasn't one of the sports in the Games until 2007, which was after I stopped playing around 2005. And if I hadn't gone for the surgery then, I wouldn't have played that Games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 10 years. Where have all the years gone to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered after the Games, I knew I was going to join the police force. I was with somebody then which I thought I might just be with at the end of the day. No thanks to a timely reminder, I also remembered that I thought then I had all the time in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, it has been almost one and a half year that I had touched the hockey stick. I had left the force for a myriad of reasons. I had been through upheavals in the relationship department (and hopefully had grown wiser and more discerning). Most days pass so fast that they merge to become a blur and I cannot differentiate one day from the next. Mostly, I feel like I am running out of time to do all the things that I wanted to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing how life meanders and brings you through different stages, deriving experiences and meanings that makes up your life story. Let's see how the next 10 years will unfold then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-4234983101826255837?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4234983101826255837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4234983101826255837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4234983101826255837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4234983101826255837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-years.html' title='10 years'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8287563558723557275</id><published>2011-09-08T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:58:11.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>五月天 爆肝</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;夜猫子的主题歌。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 真的因该养肝，早点睡 @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1yVfKJ4Efa8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8287563558723557275?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8287563558723557275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8287563558723557275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8287563558723557275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8287563558723557275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='五月天 爆肝'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1yVfKJ4Efa8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7295153872213523613</id><published>2011-09-06T00:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:12:28.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Dark Clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a disquiet building up since morning, that almost became a silent rage had I not bit my tongue before snapping at someone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started with the now routine 5am awakening, followed by the jam, the jaw-dropping/face palm emails sent by someone who should know better, the unbelievable discussion in the boss's office, waiting for that "nothing", the legacy left by the ex-boss which saw me holed up in the investigation room until late at night, and eventually ended with a nice touch with me trying to find a working cash-card top up machine in the vicinity way past dinner time, just so that my car can leave the carpark for me to go home, tired and hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lineup of complaints and I thought I would have blown to bits searching for that cashcard top up machine, but at the end of the day, either the fatigue took over or the (not so lightbulb moment) epiphany overruled and I began to simmer, and eventually the rage died somewhat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't figure out the source or reason of the disquiet fully, though I can somewhat make out what is likely behind that dark cloud of brooding rage. I guess the origin will appear on its own sometime down the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This moment, too, shall pass. Just hope that there isn't too much collateral damage when I am stuck in the red mist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IE8xe3pxiqQ/TmUC5tCB08I/AAAAAAAADT4/m6aM6WypZ18/s1600/cloud-5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IE8xe3pxiqQ/TmUC5tCB08I/AAAAAAAADT4/m6aM6WypZ18/s400/cloud-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648924497970058178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7295153872213523613?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7295153872213523613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7295153872213523613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7295153872213523613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7295153872213523613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/dark-clouds.html' title='Dark Clouds'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IE8xe3pxiqQ/TmUC5tCB08I/AAAAAAAADT4/m6aM6WypZ18/s72-c/cloud-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5428434653194297537</id><published>2011-09-01T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:49:20.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Counting Crows - Colourblind</title><content type='html'>And again, when the mood calls, a particular song will come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel Intentions was actually another &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7pwKDvwQpE"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/a&gt; that I always like, but it is too melancholic or angsty to be played too often (and I listened to Bittersweet Symphony too much for my own good last time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today I am in the mood for Counting Crows. Ironically, badly want to pull myself out of the same mood though. Hate to feel off balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to have more faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2Ns8c0nUfY0" frameborder="0" width="560" height="345" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5428434653194297537?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5428434653194297537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5428434653194297537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5428434653194297537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5428434653194297537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/09/counting-crow-colourblind.html' title='Counting Crows - Colourblind'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2Ns8c0nUfY0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3491874274368429977</id><published>2011-08-29T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T03:11:49.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>张学友 1/2 世纪演唱会</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mivwPqyQH20/TlqJEm06ZNI/AAAAAAAADTU/1OwKUFIhJT4/s1600/648172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mivwPqyQH20/TlqJEm06ZNI/AAAAAAAADTU/1OwKUFIhJT4/s320/648172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645975795097298130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;本应该回家倒头就睡，哪知道咖啡因作祟，两眼直瞪着。@.@。活该，为什么贪那杯mocha frapp.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;刚看完歌神张学友的演唱会。以前也没特别想看张学友的演唱会。虽不是他的粉丝，有时候在广播电台或 k歌的时候朋友点唱他的歌，都听过他好多首经典歌曲。可是，我没想过去以只欣赏歌曲的方式去听一场演唱会。就好比我去五月天的演唱会 － 与其说我买坐位票，不如说我买了那坐位的“站票”，全场是没坐下来的和摇滚天团一起high到完，才觉得划算。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但毕竟人家好歹都已经半个世纪的年龄了，再不去看的话，万一张学友宣布退休，要看这位叱咤歌坛数十年的歌神岂不是没辙了吗？所以就拉拢了几位同事朋友，老早就买了票。等了好多个月，终于等到了新加坡演唱会的这一天。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;演唱会刚开始的一个小时，我还在猜想三个钟头的演唱会，会不会坐在椅子上闷的发慌。后来，歌神现场演唱的功力 （或魔力？）生效了，首首荡气回肠， 充满画面感。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;二十七年的歌唱生涯，张学友唱出了很多人的“心曲”。听到了自己的“心曲”，不尽心弦被拉扯了一下，小泛泪。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还是最近想多了，比较敏感。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;知道有人还没等看到张学友的新加坡演唱会，不放视频。改次。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3491874274368429977?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3491874274368429977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3491874274368429977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3491874274368429977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3491874274368429977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/12.html' title='张学友 1/2 世纪演唱会'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mivwPqyQH20/TlqJEm06ZNI/AAAAAAAADTU/1OwKUFIhJT4/s72-c/648172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-211883440231900103</id><published>2011-08-23T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T01:21:12.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Feeling a little bit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8AKKPolrRw/TlPV_5mFjHI/AAAAAAAADTM/68mBonO0ZLA/s1600/inspired-living.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8AKKPolrRw/TlPV_5mFjHI/AAAAAAAADTM/68mBonO0ZLA/s320/inspired-living.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644090051794406514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had another long day in the office, and fortunately, there was another poor soul stuck in the office as well  (or unfortunately for both of us staying way past the official working hours, depending on how you look at it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So when I finally called it a day, the poor soul decided that she didn't want to left all alone in the office and we decided to go grab some dinner together. We ended up at one of my usual haunts around Pasir Panjang Village. Too bad both of us drove, otherwise we might have ordered some alcoholic brew to kill away some of the office blues, with it being such a nice breezy night and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which we attributed (the office blues, not the breezy night) to some of the urgh stuff we encountered for this looonnng week (I know, it's only Tuesday, but both of us felt that it had been a realllyyyy looooonnnng week despite that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which I then defined as inspiration-killers. Sometimes, you can wish for that someone who can inspire you in your job, though these are hard to come by, and few by far. But when none is in the horizon, at least let's not try to dampen the fire of wanting to do a good job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even as the fellow lost soul shared her grouses, the motto that Col Bruce Niven drilled into us during leadership training kept popping up in my mind- "Leaders make things happen". I could use a bit of that fire whenever I hear that line then. Got to revisit the motto and find that spark again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S - Just this month itself, I had the same question asked to me 5 times. I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-211883440231900103?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/211883440231900103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=211883440231900103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/211883440231900103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/211883440231900103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling-little-bit.html' title='Feeling a little bit...'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c8AKKPolrRw/TlPV_5mFjHI/AAAAAAAADTM/68mBonO0ZLA/s72-c/inspired-living.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8160422582283892844</id><published>2011-08-20T00:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T10:50:15.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>惑</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7e52tLyDI4/Tk6byCuS5PI/AAAAAAAADS8/kr9XG8s5wF4/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-20%2Bat%2BAM%2B01.21.21.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7e52tLyDI4/Tk6byCuS5PI/AAAAAAAADS8/kr9XG8s5wF4/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-20%2Bat%2BAM%2B01.21.21.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642618667168621810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;很想问你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你真善良吗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8160422582283892844?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8160422582283892844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8160422582283892844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8160422582283892844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8160422582283892844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_20.html' title='惑'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7e52tLyDI4/Tk6byCuS5PI/AAAAAAAADS8/kr9XG8s5wF4/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-08-20%2Bat%2BAM%2B01.21.21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7879951059146443652</id><published>2011-08-18T22:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:54:50.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><title type='text'>Super early waker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fact is, I have been clocking less than 6 hours of sleep for the past 2 weeks. Not for any exigencies like work or etc, but my eyes just automatically open once I hit about 5hours of sleep, and can't return back to slumberland. Sleeping earlier doesn't help, just makes me wake up earlier and watching the sky turn bright outside my window..and last night was the max. Woke up 4 hours into the sleep and decided that there is nothing more miserable than insomnia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;According to the sleep graph from &lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://mdlabs.se/sleepcycle/index.html"&gt;Sleep Cycle app&lt;/a&gt; (Hail Itunes store for all the wonderful life enabling apps!)&lt;/div&gt; that I have been using for a while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSlTxwOlFig/Tk0cI3dA5wI/AAAAAAAADS0/LE_ALkkR_LA/s400/sleepgraph1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642196846815274754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 201px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And this is how a normal sleep cycle should look like.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkabOVF8bfk/Tk0boV_pgvI/AAAAAAAADSs/Ot7hHUJIGTI/s1600/sleepgraph_17Aug2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkabOVF8bfk/Tk0boV_pgvI/AAAAAAAADSs/Ot7hHUJIGTI/s400/sleepgraph_17Aug2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642196288077923058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was my sleep graph for last night. Damn..right after 4 hrs. I think the trough was when I became super sian and started staring at the window waiting for see if the sky was going to turn bright soon. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If going by Wikipedia:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nocturnal awakenings are characterized by difficulty returning to sleep after awakening in the middle of the night or waking too early in the morning: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle-of-the-night_insomnia" title="Middle-of-the-night insomnia" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;middle-of-the-night insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and terminal insomnia. The former may be a symptom of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pain_disorder" title="Pain disorder" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;pain disorders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; or illness; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the latter is often a characteristic of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Major_depressive_disorder" title="Major depressive disorder" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;clinical depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h3   style="background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.17em; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-style: none; font-size:17px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Though I don't exactly think that I am in that state* now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;I just wish for any hormonal charges that are causing all these weird body functions to start going back to the normal state soon, before I really start to get clinically depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3   style="background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.17em; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-style: none; font-size:17px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*but maybe the labels** are driving me a lil bit nuts :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3   style="background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.17em; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-style: none; font-size:17px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;**you know who you are. haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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waker'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSlTxwOlFig/Tk0cI3dA5wI/AAAAAAAADS0/LE_ALkkR_LA/s72-c/sleepgraph1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6918012869741697725</id><published>2011-08-18T00:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:52:11.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>I Hate It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate it when I walk beside you, the constant struggle when my hand yearns to reach out to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when I look at the profile of your face, and the uneasy feeling of my heart skipping a beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when you reach out to touch my hair, I long to keep your hand there forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when you show little tender gestures, and I feel that little greedy glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when I have the selfish thought to keep you up , even when we have long days to keep the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when at I am expecting a catch to the situation, but there is none that I can see whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when when I am alone I wonder if what just happened was only a figment of my imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I catch myself thinking of you as a possibility when I plan for things ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you came into my world and turn everything tipsy turvy, and I know I am bowled over, falling uncontrollably, and hoping that this time, perhaps I do not have to climb out of the black hole once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lheBehDYWA/Tkvqs7Z86mI/AAAAAAAADSk/EyjCpf_1sO8/s1600/falling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641861015793363554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lheBehDYWA/Tkvqs7Z86mI/AAAAAAAADSk/EyjCpf_1sO8/s400/falling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6918012869741697725?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6918012869741697725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6918012869741697725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6918012869741697725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Secret Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3d4b_RohwY/TkkzFjp1whI/AAAAAAAADSc/Ifi5P4ltDks/s1600/garden%2Bgate.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3d4b_RohwY/TkkzFjp1whI/AAAAAAAADSc/Ifi5P4ltDks/s400/garden%2Bgate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641096178821349906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The garden door that stood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keeping the untended garden  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Safe from the grieving of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the right key is found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To taste the freedom in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And bloom to its former glory once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1846151396896930151?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1846151396896930151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1846151396896930151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1846151396896930151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Songs of the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>National Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VIgoiKKa9_E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially poignant.&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/526885134226310822-4005009198813819329?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4005009198813819329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4005009198813819329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-4677758917226461652</id><published>2011-08-07T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:04:12.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Zee Avi - Honey Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After the meet up session with an old friend with his plus one, decided that I needed something slower after the million questions and what-ifs that hit my mind during that one plus hour session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7t5RrUt3nrY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well, all the best to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-4677758917226461652?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4677758917226461652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4677758917226461652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4677758917226461652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4677758917226461652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/zee-avi-honey-bee.html' title='Zee Avi - Honey 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{}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JYNAG_j0pM/Tj4iTCgEPFI/AAAAAAAADSQ/3NoKnIHjKEo/s400/babushka%2Bdolls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637981493998664786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“你想要什么？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“我..”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“先慢慢静下来，才能听到自己的心，真的想要的 是什么。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ever independent Jz told me once, she wouldn't grow to be as such if she didn't need to. And she's not the only one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At every stage of one's life, with every lesson learnt, what doesn't kills you, makes you stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some people grow wiser, some people grow more independent, some people grow warier. Losing of the innocence of youth as we put it, and learnt that the world is not as kind as how we see it when we were younger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And growing that outer layers of protection all in the name of self preservation, cocooning from all the possible harms from the outside world - feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, resisting any attempts to remove the layer since it will only cause the unbalance of the otherwise status quo mini-universe, setting off all possible alarm bells in the process.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until one day, you realise that you have been encumbered with all the weight and burden of the ever-growing armour all these times, and already forgetting how that person, who had lived and loved with such carefree enjoyment many years ago, looked like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introspectively, if its ever possible to go back in time to undo all those layers and be like that person again.... only time will tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh, this post is so depressing.  I need to go out and do something fun soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1998747439949942429?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1998747439949942429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1998747439949942429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1998747439949942429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1998747439949942429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-self.html' title='The Lost Self'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JYNAG_j0pM/Tj4iTCgEPFI/AAAAAAAADSQ/3NoKnIHjKEo/s72-c/babushka%2Bdolls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6266479051912598591</id><published>2011-08-03T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:52:14.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Two things about Taylor Swift (according to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor Swift fans belong to a certain age group. Somewhere below any age to know that there are real heartaches in life other than crushes to babies who know how to bob to rhythm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are Taylor Swift songs under the genre of "Country"? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on rare occasions that her songs get an airing on my Ipod (if I can stand and get past the saccharine teen angsty love songs), some of her songs are real catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ptSjNWnzpjg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6266479051912598591?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6266479051912598591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6266479051912598591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6266479051912598591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6266479051912598591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/taylor-swift-fearless.html' title='Taylor Swift - Fearless'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ptSjNWnzpjg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3335462917292366492</id><published>2011-08-01T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:27:58.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>好一个伤风</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd14oivfzCM/TjbEd4tZowI/AAAAAAAADSI/MsIG2gEVf2k/s1600/real%2Bsickie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd14oivfzCM/TjbEd4tZowI/AAAAAAAADSI/MsIG2gEVf2k/s400/real%2Bsickie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635908001418814210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;鼻塞&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;咳嗽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;头晕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;目眩&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;觉也睡不好，半夜鼻腔痛的发现我紧咬着牙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;要我命呗&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3335462917292366492?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3335462917292366492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3335462917292366492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3335462917292366492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3335462917292366492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='好一个伤风'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd14oivfzCM/TjbEd4tZowI/AAAAAAAADSI/MsIG2gEVf2k/s72-c/real%2Bsickie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-101213778584989677</id><published>2011-07-31T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:20:25.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Game of Thrones HBO Series</title><content type='html'>I have finished watching the whole 10 episodes of Game of Thrones! All thanks to the debilitating (yes, over-exaggerating but just want to whine!) throat infection and flu-ey symptoms that kept me in bed for the past 2-3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s7L2PVdrb_8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't think it would ever come to a screen near us though..with all the show of boobs and sex and gore (You literally see a man piercing another's throat, with all the blood splattering and the final flow of blood bubbling till there is no more..urgh), I'm kinda of wondering what other stuff they show on the telly in the USA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though I know GRR Martin said that the show stayed true to the plot, I wonder if they should really extend the show to maybe full 20 episode. I would love to see how Lady Catelyn climb the treacherous Eyrie for example. But I'm already fascinated somewhat by how realistic the settings were portrayed (ok almost all except Dothraki which is on the eastern realm. Westerners will never get the Orients portrayed correctly). And even with 10 episodes, the portrayal of the characters were so compelling, that even though I knew what Ned Stark was going into since I finished the book, I still felt aghast when I saw that episode (not going to spoil it for you!). Also, not often that you see a dwarf taking center stage as one of the main characters - Tyrion Lannister as "The Imp" - smart, and politically incorrect.  Though I think Peter Dinklage is too good looking for the real Imp, who is supposedly really grotesque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g7ZSQRDUroo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good, now halfway though the second book  - A Clash of Kings. With this and another 3 more books to catch with the the latest in the series, I am seriously avoiding wikipedia entries on the series cos they really contain a lot of spoilers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-101213778584989677?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/101213778584989677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=101213778584989677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/101213778584989677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/101213778584989677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/game-of-thrones-hbo-series.html' title='Game of Thrones HBO Series'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s7L2PVdrb_8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5231412806994628864</id><published>2011-07-29T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:08.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Ellie Goulding - Your Song</title><content type='html'>I bought the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lights_(Ellie_Goulding_album)"&gt;CD&lt;/a&gt; on a whim at Heathrow because of this song..and it seems that it would only be for this song anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D9AFMVMl9qE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I hate to be sick, but at least I finished 5 episode of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Game_of_thrones"&gt;Game of Thrones&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5231412806994628864?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5231412806994628864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5231412806994628864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5231412806994628864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5231412806994628864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/ellie-goulding-you-song.html' title='Ellie Goulding - Your Song'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D9AFMVMl9qE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7456629043578052717</id><published>2011-07-29T13:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Another kind of bug</title><content type='html'>Whatever bug it was, it was really nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the the usual pain in the throat, then felt it travel up to the nasal passage, and eventually settled itself at the forehead, which made every thought feels like clawing through a thick smultz of a loud rock band jamming session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally gave up this morning, and decided to be kinder to myself rather than trying to go through and put up the proposition plan for a meeting next week. Made a dash home, visit the GP, grabbed a quick lunch, downed the meds, and then plonked myself onto the bed. And realise that the body which is so attuned to being most productive in the PM is now wide-awake, despite the head throbbing. Oh well, it's still good to be at home, blasting Adele's 21, and letting some afternoon breeze ease some of the urgh-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NAc83CF8Ejk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to me to another kind of  bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are things with u?" the sms says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off hand, I had many retorts. but I decided that none of them would have conveyed what I wanted to say anyway. 6 years on (or was it more?), and with that kind of callousness at that time, and with whatever he already has now, why does he even bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7456629043578052717?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7456629043578052717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7456629043578052717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7456629043578052717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7456629043578052717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-kind-of-bug.html' title='Another kind of bug'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NAc83CF8Ejk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-2773374824342289680</id><published>2011-07-25T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse - Rehab</title><content type='html'>Oh Amy.,.you should have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KUmZp8pR1uc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-2773374824342289680?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/2773374824342289680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=2773374824342289680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2773374824342289680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2773374824342289680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/amy-winehouse-rehab.html' title='Amy Winehouse - Rehab'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KUmZp8pR1uc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8824712282205723807</id><published>2011-07-18T23:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>气</title><content type='html'>I really had enough. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite various requests to tone down their discussions on the upcoming Sex and Zen movie and constant play on words with sexual insinuations, the 2 male colleagues kept up their acts with oblivious zeal and jibes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I originally had no issue when they went around rallying other colleagues to join them for the movie. Even the new one who had yet to come into office. However, when the sexual jokes became one too many, and when the two thought everybody shared their "fun, joy" and anticipation in the upcoming movie, it started to get on my nerve as I always feels that pang of unease, and then calibrating if I should voice my discomfort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it grew to a point that I decided to tell them straight that these topics are distasteful, makes me uncomfortable, and simply not funny, hoping that they heed and bring the jokes down a few notches, to be even challenged by one of the guys: sex is real what, why you pretend it didn't happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not the way we think, we don't objectify men as sex objects, and to us, sexual jokes, made too often, weren't really funny any more, I replied. To which he insisted then all men are like that, and there is nothing wrong with them talking about all these thing in front of US female colleagues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya right. Now it became our fault for feeling uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today when I repeated to the other guy again to tone it down, his retort was: then bring your own ear plugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloody hell.  I had never met anybody so inconsiderate and simply downright rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided. Sent a long sms to the guy colleague and told him that this whole sexual jokes and movie thing is making me uncomfortable. And that I seriously don't see why I have to accommodate to something which is obviously making me, and other female colleagues uncomfortable. Please stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guy simply replied, ok. We didn't realise you were seriously disturbed. We will not discuss these thing in front of you all, though it will be less fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. I am not seriously disturbed. I am just extremely frustrated by the refusal to heed request after request, while getting ridiculed at the same time. Not even an apology. And less fun??? My god. He didn't even get the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that it didn't help that other female colleagues didn't raise any issue, making it seemed like I'm the only one making the noise and these 2 guys probably thought I am the spoil sport. And again, I'm tired to be the one to break the line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously, I don't see why I have to suffer in silence and continue to be uncomfortable. Much as they insist their rights to fantasize and make everything into a sexual joke, I should also have the right not to feel belittled, uncomfortable or insulted in the face of such overtures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been so mad at such utterly inconsiderate persons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8824712282205723807?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8824712282205723807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8824712282205723807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8824712282205723807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8824712282205723807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_18.html' title='气'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-2629174603515388566</id><published>2011-07-15T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Read. Sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;1. Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FilsFx3mYzA/TiBY3qrM5rI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hFcQ9jhQEog/s1600/a-game-of-thrones-book-cover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FilsFx3mYzA/TiBY3qrM5rI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hFcQ9jhQEog/s400/a-game-of-thrones-book-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629597247584659122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It had been so long since I found a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Song_of_Ice_and_Fire"&gt;serie&lt;/a&gt;s that interesting a read since Lord of the Rings (ok, I don't think anybody needs any external to that) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Eddings"&gt;David Eddings' Belgarad and Malloreon series&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to think that I have another 3 books in the series to look forward to, the last having just released o 12 July 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; 2. Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkQHSKO2e1U/TiBcFmv7mHI/AAAAAAAADRA/zA3P5BpkGZU/s1600/Moresleep.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkQHSKO2e1U/TiBcFmv7mHI/AAAAAAAADRA/zA3P5BpkGZU/s400/Moresleep.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629600785583806578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 197px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya. Totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-2629174603515388566?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/2629174603515388566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=2629174603515388566&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2629174603515388566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2629174603515388566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/read-sleep.html' title='Read. Sleep.'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FilsFx3mYzA/TiBY3qrM5rI/AAAAAAAADQ4/hFcQ9jhQEog/s72-c/a-game-of-thrones-book-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6398531980296886909</id><published>2011-07-14T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Cranberries - Linger</title><content type='html'>"Cranberries coming to town for concert soon leh!", my colleague told me one day. "Wanna go?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a quick mental calculation (wrong move, cos it only made me feel so old in that few nano second).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cranberries was like distant memories more than 15+ years back, when I was still donning the yellow and blue uniform in secondary school. I realised one remembers songs distinctly, especially if  heard when still schooling..I'm sure the brain cell retention prowess then was definitely in the higher percentile if not near to 100%, compared to now, when it hovers around 20-30%, ala gold fish memories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they didn't have any major hits or new work for the past 10 years at least&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And this colleague would be like..in primary school when Cranberries first came to the scene (told you that the quick mental calculation made me feel old)??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, given the usual lower than expected value-for-money concert line-up for these western gigs (we are so pampered by the elaborate stage and sets, not to mention repeatable encores, from those Asian artistes!),  told the colleague that I wasn't a big fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I heard this over radio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those whose memories come flooding back when they hear this song as well. They just do songs like these anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G6Kspj3OO0s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Maybe I will rethink about the concert).&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/526885134226310822-6398531980296886909?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6398531980296886909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6398531980296886909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6398531980296886909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6398531980296886909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/cranberries-linger.html' title='Cranberries - Linger'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G6Kspj3OO0s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8724259894048312079</id><published>2011-07-07T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Joe Hishaishi - My Neighbour Totoro..</title><content type='html'>I suddenly had this tune in my head..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZE16WeQNcP0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly had an urge to watch the studio ghibli DVDs again..something soothing about whimsical magical realms and innocence and simplicity of youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8724259894048312079?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8724259894048312079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8724259894048312079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8724259894048312079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8724259894048312079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/joe-hishaishi-my-neighbour-totoro.html' title='Joe Hishaishi - My Neighbour Totoro..'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZE16WeQNcP0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3995101464399560281</id><published>2011-07-06T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sourly prickly LIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>To A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzyPGCyjhic/ThR2quyJ22I/AAAAAAAADPM/AiFfrsR-v2g/s1600/kite%2Bin%2Bhand.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzyPGCyjhic/ThR2quyJ22I/AAAAAAAADPM/AiFfrsR-v2g/s400/kite%2Bin%2Bhand.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626252310977567586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too impatient, too rash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't even have time to take down the details, before it was lost forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas...not fated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3995101464399560281?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3995101464399560281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3995101464399560281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3995101464399560281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3995101464399560281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/07/to.html' title='To A.'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzyPGCyjhic/ThR2quyJ22I/AAAAAAAADPM/AiFfrsR-v2g/s72-c/kite%2Bin%2Bhand.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-9220023413708270126</id><published>2011-07-02T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>邓妙华 － 温柔的夜</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;每每都会突发奇想似的，想起以前的一些连续剧歌曲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以前，一听到主题曲的时候，就会连忙写完功课的最后一行，然后赶紧往电视机前面坐，目不转睛到听到插曲为止，才被妈妈赶去睡觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;发现我对近时播的连续剧都没什么概念，对它们的主题曲当然也不熟悉。 感觉上，以前的连续剧比较真实，细腻。记得有一次，我好奇为什么小娘惹那么热，看了一集，觉的编辑和所谓的一线演员好象把观众当做是白痴..然后就没再看其他的连续剧了，就连最近被朋友们炮轰的CLIF，也懒的去满足好奇心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当然，现在每天九点我人也不知道在那里.....但就算到了家，家人放的频道多数是电缆频道 - 香港，台湾，美国 的电视剧情比现在的连续剧更多元化，紧凑，精彩。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;唉，怀念....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zo6JBpvbl7w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-9220023413708270126?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Zo6JBpvbl7w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6239831286165541585</id><published>2011-06-29T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk1V7ZEMyNQ/TgviN08mn1I/AAAAAAAADPE/GQv46k1VioA/s1600/now-im-a-superhero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623837286881206098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk1V7ZEMyNQ/TgviN08mn1I/AAAAAAAADPE/GQv46k1VioA/s400/now-im-a-superhero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if I should be worrying at all..&lt;/em&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/526885134226310822-6239831286165541585?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6239831286165541585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6239831286165541585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6239831286165541585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6239831286165541585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-im-superherojpg.html' title=''/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk1V7ZEMyNQ/TgviN08mn1I/AAAAAAAADPE/GQv46k1VioA/s72-c/now-im-a-superhero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1399460580454162491</id><published>2011-06-28T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3M06kYs2GME/Tgn5xyh5eVI/AAAAAAAADOs/gGQCf2FTfO0/s1600/Hope.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3M06kYs2GME/Tgn5xyh5eVI/AAAAAAAADOs/gGQCf2FTfO0/s400/Hope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623300243521632594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At times when you feel things are falling apart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you two things:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; that things can only get better since the only way is up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to keep that hope alive when the journey riding up gets a bit too rough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hang in there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1399460580454162491?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1399460580454162491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1399460580454162491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1399460580454162491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1399460580454162491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3M06kYs2GME/Tgn5xyh5eVI/AAAAAAAADOs/gGQCf2FTfO0/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3267541111333887366</id><published>2011-06-26T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Real Fairy Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_8LzKVTMZc/TgiYS54rhrI/AAAAAAAADOk/Rp2WiXmbo00/s1600/Little%2BMermaid%2BCover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was always some point in time when I regretted that I gave away my old books. Especially those that can't be find in their original forms now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://www.enidblytonsociety.co.uk/book-details.php?id=2022&amp;amp;title=The+Enchanted+Wood+%28No.+33%29"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  - before Jo, Bessie and Franny were themselves before having their names changed to be politically correct. Btw I am not even sure if golliwogs exist or even allowed to be mentioned now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently I was thinking of the Little Mermaid book that I once had, no thanks for the upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=gimm0711"&gt;Grimms' Tales by SRT&lt;/a&gt; . Nowadays, Little Ariel seemed to be the de-facto image of the Little Mermaid. But I remember the illustration in the book that I had was probably more gothic than cheery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_8LzKVTMZc/TgiYS54rhrI/AAAAAAAADOk/Rp2WiXmbo00/s320/Little%2BMermaid%2BCover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622911585315686066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was the exact version of the book that I've got!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was probably more befitting the tragedy ending of the little mermaid who finally dissolve to become foam in the sea, but eventually rising up in the air together with others who were like her (ok, this part never really did made sense when I was reading it then. Like who were these others??). I also remembered feeling angsty at the stupid prince who married the princess, who happened to pass by the shore and "saved"the prince, rather than the mermaid who actually saved him from the sunken ship and placed him on the shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of fairy tales didn't start out to please little kids and assure them that everything will have happy-endings, and which some I find to have very &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2008/04/rumpelstilskin.html"&gt;warped principles&lt;/a&gt; too. I wonder if kids nowadays would ever discover the real story of the little mermaid and other fairy tales, rather than the mass manufactured Disney ones.  I grew up reading those disturbing warped ones, and didn't turn out any worse off, though I think the stories inculcated some form of cynicism that probably never go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, don't think it's going to be easy, but gotto try if anybody out there who can appreciate cynical dark humour just as well to go catch the show..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3267541111333887366?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3267541111333887366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3267541111333887366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3267541111333887366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3267541111333887366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/real-fairy-tales.html' title='The Real Fairy Tales'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_8LzKVTMZc/TgiYS54rhrI/AAAAAAAADOk/Rp2WiXmbo00/s72-c/Little%2BMermaid%2BCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1912069059569202360</id><published>2011-06-23T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Adele - Chasing Pavements</title><content type='html'>This is one album that I will go buy. Now..only to find the time to go check it out at the nearest music store..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/08DjMT-qR9g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1912069059569202360?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1912069059569202360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1912069059569202360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1912069059569202360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1912069059569202360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/adele-chasing-pavements.html' title='Adele - Chasing Pavements'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/08DjMT-qR9g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5443721562146928199</id><published>2011-06-19T00:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>啼笑皆非</title><content type='html'>在和帮我洗脸的小女生聊天，谈到小女生的感情世界。小女生 说道：“新加坡的男人从小就被妈妈奶奶惯坏了啦！都没胆去追女生的啦。现在，什么都是要女孩子去主动的...”&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那是当她告诉我，是她主动约大她八岁，当时还不是男朋友的男生后的总结词。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;和JZ吃饭，JZ 告诉我她好友用一个例子训导她。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个朋友前些时候到了Lucky Plaza。“哇，那里就成了小菲莉宾城了，好多菲莉宾人聚集再那里。菲莉宾人呀，真热情。有洋人走过，四目相投，咧嘴就笑，笑脸殷殷的，让人觉得很亲切。这样就搭上了嘛。哪像你，人家有意思瞄了你，你看到了，没回应，还低着头假装没看到。学学人家吧！”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我快笑翻了头的当儿，JZ说到，“你别笑我，你也是一样罪魁祸首”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;难怪我还单身喏。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5443721562146928199?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5443721562146928199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5443721562146928199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5443721562146928199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5443721562146928199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='啼笑皆非'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8428611163437336636</id><published>2011-06-15T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Invisible People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There lives a new race in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Invisibles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are everywhere, but of course, you don't see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were at the void deck that is swept and cleaned before you step out to start your day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They paved the road that is well-used by you and many other many vehicles, moving to the beat of the country day in day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They toiled in the great tunnel underground to make sure you can move around in this little red dot more efficiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They darted around the ships in the dry docks, before they are made ready again to sail from this entrepot port since the start of our short history. So that you can still claimed to live in a trading hub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are the ever changing faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you will never see them. You will never hear them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long as your live runs like clockwork, it is like they never existed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are the Invisibles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8428611163437336636?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8428611163437336636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8428611163437336636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8428611163437336636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8428611163437336636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/invisible-people.html' title='The Invisible People'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-2388436398696218978</id><published>2011-06-07T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Bruno Mars The Lazy Song</title><content type='html'>It was sometime last week. Imagine running on the treadmill, with nothing interesting in front but flickering screens running different channels from cable. Forgot to bring earphones so can't plug in and the best alternative was to read the subtitles on what looked like the Masterchef (not a good channel to watch if you are running at 9kmh and trying to promise your stomach that it's going to be rewarded with something much better).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the screen was showing MTV, with this showing. Rem that no earphones, just the visuals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Makes me want one of those monkey mask :p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the same guy who gave the now-routine wedding song - Just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fLexgOxsZu0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the MV was totally apt - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- for the lousy Monday today; and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- to remind myself that I should start hitting tarmac and/or concrete again instead of running in air-con comfort. &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/526885134226310822-2388436398696218978?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/2388436398696218978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=2388436398696218978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2388436398696218978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2388436398696218978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/bruno-mars-lazy-song.html' title='Bruno Mars The Lazy Song'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fLexgOxsZu0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5056912168627532591</id><published>2011-06-05T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><title type='text'>Back (again!)</title><content type='html'>Just came back from a live-on-board on &lt;a href="http://www.diverace.com/"&gt;MV DiveRace.&lt;/a&gt; I should have at least taken a pic of the boat, but I realised that I have been lazy lately to fish out the phone cam after playing around with a friend's DSLR a few months back, and knowing probably other people has better equipped cameras to do the job. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I will be stunting after they post them up on FB :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the whole trip was fun*, diving with the same crazy people** and got to know a few others better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*other than the part when the body clock became a bit screwed up, only managed to sleep for a 2 hours on sat night and then it was wide eyes all the way til 6am for the wakeup call for morning dive. Freak, waking up at 6am for morning dives are blehs. So is cold seawater for first dive in the morning. But the new wetsuit is doing its job so it's good!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**On Sat while berthed at the Marine Park and waiting for night dive, we were just nua-ing around on the sun dec and being bored to death, when one of the girls Jo leaned over the sundeck railing, looked at the water, and asked, "Ay..can we jump from here into the water huh?" And that episode ending up with us doing 2 jumps each over the railing over 3 storey high into the water. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live on boards are especially nice since doing away with the bus transfers and eat, dive, sleep on the boat. Similar to my &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/back.html"&gt;cruise holiday&lt;/a&gt; but with the added itinerary of dives at some of the Tioman sites that I have never been to if I had done the land base trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, better start logging dives (before I forget again) and can't wait for the next dive :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5056912168627532591?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5056912168627532591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5056912168627532591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5056912168627532591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5056912168627532591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-again.html' title='Back (again!)'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5935092653828537497</id><published>2011-06-02T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Velvet Underground - After Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tE8KBWgUZxw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such an unpretentious song. The vocal sounds totally untrained but yet, still captivating nonetheless.&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/526885134226310822-5935092653828537497?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5935092653828537497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5935092653828537497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5935092653828537497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5935092653828537497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/velvet-underground-after-hours.html' title='Velvet Underground - After Hours'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tE8KBWgUZxw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-4665435179205565853</id><published>2011-06-02T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Impermanence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5pBFp8S3tc/TeZrfx0l-uI/AAAAAAAADOA/Oc2ODuEKL74/s1600/calm%2Bwaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613292179257948898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5pBFp8S3tc/TeZrfx0l-uI/AAAAAAAADOA/Oc2ODuEKL74/s400/calm%2Bwaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Do not believe what you see, hear or feel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;For it changes with the passing second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Like the wave cresting to the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It does not exist within the blink of an eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Even when it continues to rise and fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-4665435179205565853?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4665435179205565853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4665435179205565853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4665435179205565853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4665435179205565853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/impermanence.html' title='Impermanence'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5pBFp8S3tc/TeZrfx0l-uI/AAAAAAAADOA/Oc2ODuEKL74/s72-c/calm%2Bwaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6758159031098290951</id><published>2011-06-01T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:29:25.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Sungha Jung</title><content type='html'>I can't help but stop in awe to admire how talented this kid is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y9HGlEmpEgI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out him playing at 12 years old, back in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1xRARmrorGU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The comment that went with the youtube vid included - "He had fun playing it for 2 days". Like it's some kid's play (pun totally not intended).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And him even younger, playing "California Dreaming". He looked so cute that I want to reach into the vide and pinch his cheeks.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iAhZZc_Bwps" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway check out his official website: http://www.sunghajung.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6758159031098290951?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6758159031098290951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6758159031098290951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6758159031098290951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6758159031098290951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/06/sungha-jung.html' title='Sungha Jung'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/y9HGlEmpEgI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7723195231786099237</id><published>2011-05-30T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:08:35.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Fields of Gold - Sting and Emi Fujita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There had been a few questions thrown at me recently, stirred up certain memories and then I remembered this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first heard Emi Fujita's version, no thanks to the 小三 which I didn't know existed then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YCPYQzTkJ7c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was Sting's version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PeKE2Z-9HVM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eva Cassidy sang it too, but I still preferred these 2 versions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew Emi Fujita came to Singapore a couple of time, wondering when is she coming again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/526885134226310822-7723195231786099237?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7723195231786099237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7723195231786099237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7723195231786099237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7723195231786099237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/fields-of-gold-sting-and-emi-fujita.html' title='Fields of Gold - Sting and Emi Fujita'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YCPYQzTkJ7c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6080380813147980507</id><published>2011-05-29T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:45:10.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT7kZ0NbUrU/TeO7SDJDLEI/AAAAAAAADN4/io5xPWwoxeg/s1600/RCI_Legend.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT7kZ0NbUrU/TeO7SDJDLEI/AAAAAAAADN4/io5xPWwoxeg/s400/RCI_Legend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612535479389072450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just came back from a cruise holiday. It was much better than I envisaged it to be - my first thoughts were "cramped spaces + no-where to turn cabins" and "booorrriiiinnngg...!". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprising, there were more things to do than if I had been on a 5D4N holiday. Probably cos my "holiday time" is maximised from the time I step on the ship till the time I step off the gangway. Pity though the time for the Phuket port of call is too short. I can sure do with a lot more time at Patong beach, sipping beer, looking at the sunset. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and the cabins' not that bad, considering that there was even space to throw in a small couch in front of the teevee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, possibly it was also cos there weren't so many people on board that ship, judging by the number of deck chairs there were unoccupied and assuming that that the ship is prepped for that event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A well rested holiday. And I didn't even remember my work woes (of course reality hit on Friday night when I turn on my laptop. Booooo!~) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway photos on FB :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6080380813147980507?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6080380813147980507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6080380813147980507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6080380813147980507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6080380813147980507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dT7kZ0NbUrU/TeO7SDJDLEI/AAAAAAAADN4/io5xPWwoxeg/s72-c/RCI_Legend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-4543743112211451231</id><published>2011-05-15T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:52:54.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Biutiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some people watch movies as a form of escapism, where you watch the characters live the lives which will never happen in you lifetime, and derive some form of kick from the show. Well, that's the magic of movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which also explained why there were people who suffered &lt;a href="http://articles.cnn.com/2010-01-11/entertainment/avatar.movie.blues_1_pandora-depressed-posts?_s=PM:SHOWBIZ"&gt;post-Avatar blues&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In you belong to the susceptible group, don't ever watch Biutiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3rh2z-nAvE/Tc_K8403roI/AAAAAAAADNo/Mxy_PIkiBxo/s400/Biutiful.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606923208494657154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pains and heartaches are so real that it was disconcerting to watch. Watching a man about to dying, and fighting against time to do whatever he can. To see the underbelly of a society, the under-privileged and the exploited.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has a happy ending nonetheless. In the show, Uxbal's spiritual mentor (I'm not sure who she was, but it appeared to be that case), when Uxbal lamented that he couldn't die because he had  to take care of his children, she told him  that it wasn't him that was taking care of the children. it was the universe, and what he could do was only to prepare them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true- you can only prepare up to your limit, and the rest, it's really beyond you. Just let the universe handles it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-4543743112211451231?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4543743112211451231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4543743112211451231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4543743112211451231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/4543743112211451231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/biutiful.html' title='Biutiful'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G3rh2z-nAvE/Tc_K8403roI/AAAAAAAADNo/Mxy_PIkiBxo/s72-c/Biutiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8824100837610192615</id><published>2011-05-15T19:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:19:36.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><title type='text'>Mid year springclearning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm..I better buy some more hangers, I thought looking at the pile of clothes that I swore that I will never fold and chuck at the end of the cupboard, never to see daylight until:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) I remember to iron them, which usually doesn't happen if I can help it (crinkle free clothes are the saviour for any workday); or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) I rediscover them in the next spring-clearning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was what happened  -  I "rediscovered" them after an impromptu clearing of the cupboard 2 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One night after work, I was putting stuff back into my cupboard and an avalanche happened - a pile of clothes stacked too haphazardly finally defied gravity and toppled all over.  Ack. Not a pretty sight, trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like..what? Am I living in a pig sty???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that led to an impromptu spring-cleaning of one side of that cupboard. And start of the usual dilemma when taking out old clothes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Oohh..I liked it so much when I bought it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- But it's such a waste, I only wore it once! (and trying not to remember exactly why I only wore it that once)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am sure I will wear this again (And nothing else that I can match it with..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hmm ...I can definitely fit into this again soon~  (I still probably sure I can still! If I become more discipline in my exercise routine..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end I decided to harden my heart and only took back in those I DEFINITELY will wear instead of those which I may only don in my fantasy. And left the ones which I wanted in a pile so that I would hang them up in plain view so I will not go on a shopping spree again thinking that I have nothing to wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so those clothes are still in the pile..because...erm..I ran out of hangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy, just buy hangers right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then looked at my wardrobe in dismay. The problem is that I'm not sure if I can squeeze in any more stuff on hangers into my wardrobe =.=".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, the truth is out. I have been a hoarder the past few years, going through the motion every year, taking out clothes intending to chuck them and then changing my mind, with the promise that "I think I will definitely wear that again!" and hung them back to the wardrobe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, I hardened my heart. Enough is enough! I started taking out every single piece of item in the wardrobe and mentally went "Yes..No..No..Yes..Erm..hmm..Yes..argh..No.!! You know you will never be caught dead in that!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after that, within the "Yes" pile, there were those "Definitely Yes!" pieces that went back to the wardrobe straight away. And there were the "Maybe..Yes", which I had to try on piece by piece to convince myself that I would never fit/wear those ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the same went for the "No" pile. Going through the "Yes" pile first had its benefit..the "Definitely Yes" and "Maybe Yes" exercise had made it easier to set the benchmark on what keeprs, so I don't think I have kept any of the "No" pile. Not to mention that the wardrobe is already decently full to remind me that I have enough clothes to go by already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the results...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WJPwm80wcI/Tc_BMqfNm7I/AAAAAAAADNI/4EKuyEFQjWU/s400/stack%2Bof%2Bclothes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606912484407352242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfNMYxPBp-Y/Tc_BTL8zLhI/AAAAAAAADNQ/QFngQev4ZlU/s400/less%2Bcluttered%2Bcupboard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606912596469034514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looks better. The pre- photos are so horrifying that I refuse to put them up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ivnew1tkys/Tc_ByJ0C--I/AAAAAAAADNY/2LRlfIWcv0E/s400/hangers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606913128471395298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guess it was right not to buy more hangers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going to donate out the clothes, all in good condition. And I promise, I shall not succumb to impulsive shopping again! :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8824100837610192615?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8824100837610192615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8824100837610192615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8824100837610192615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8824100837610192615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/mid-year-springclearning.html' title='Mid year springclearning'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WJPwm80wcI/Tc_BMqfNm7I/AAAAAAAADNI/4EKuyEFQjWU/s72-c/stack%2Bof%2Bclothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6604748147846494159</id><published>2011-05-12T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:27:00.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Edith Piaf La Vie En Rose</title><content type='html'>I was tempted to pick up French because of &lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2009/12/emilie-simon.html"&gt;Emilie Simon&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, like any other temptations, I started to rationalise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - what if I need to work OT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- what if I cannot persevere through the evening classes, feeling hungry/sleepy/grouchy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- what if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway got a free tix to watch &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=edith0511"&gt;"No Regrets, A Tribute to Edith Piaf"&lt;/a&gt; and I was tempted again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't remember when did I come across Edith Piaf..probably it was when I was scouring around on more info on Emilie Simon that I came across some of her old songs in Youtube. Then I learnt that she was the original singer of La Vie En Rose. The song that is so familiar and iconic that I'm sure that many people would have heard before not knowing what it's called. (And the song helped me win some tickets to Cheer Chen concert last year :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was "Non, je ne regrette rien" - before it became popular in Inception. How did I come across it? Erm...when I was scouring the net again on a particular subject and saw that someone actually did a tattoo using those words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, my favourite website &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edith_piaf"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; spewed more info on this legendary singer and her colourful life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when a friend asked if I was interested to watch an Edith Piaf tribute, I immediately said yes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great show! However within the min of the start of the show, it then dawned on me (other than locking it in the calendar, the exact fact didn't cross my mind) that heck...even though Edith Piaf did sung English versions of her songs,  it's a tribute to her dummo, and obviously the show would cover her French songs! And not if I know any French!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thank goodness, about half the songs were in English, and even for those in French, the narration of each song by Hossan Leong introduced the story to each of them, which were arranged and sung so well that you can feel the emotions stirred just listening to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, it would have been better if I understood French. And sooooo....hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although there had been many other covers, but nothing beats the original. In black and white some more..gives the song more flavour :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZxByDgpLmss" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6604748147846494159?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6604748147846494159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6604748147846494159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6604748147846494159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6604748147846494159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/edith-piaf-la-vie-en-rose.html' title='Edith Piaf La Vie En Rose'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZxByDgpLmss/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8076249838198114110</id><published>2011-05-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:38:46.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Another year has passed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1Q5uKbZ26s/Tcli0mrKixI/AAAAAAAADNA/WcesalEfYYI/s1600/over-the-hill-birthday-gift-t-shirt-old-enough-to-know-better-400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1Q5uKbZ26s/Tcli0mrKixI/AAAAAAAADNA/WcesalEfYYI/s400/over-the-hill-birthday-gift-t-shirt-old-enough-to-know-better-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605119867113605906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though didn't do anything significant, had a good day nonetheless :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picked up new passport in the morning, rushed for the facial appointment, met friend for lunch (and picked up the goodies from Tabao China..it is gg to be a bane to all ladies in Singapore if there is an easy mean to buy stuff easily from Tabao).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to pray at Si Bei Lor after lunch for good health and peace..and was given good advice. After that went to kay poh and followed the friend to her appointment at Sloane Clinic. One thing is for sure, beauty doesn't come cheap :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, had family dinner at place near home. Went home and had a really nice durian cake this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that ends the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another year starts now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8076249838198114110?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8076249838198114110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8076249838198114110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8076249838198114110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8076249838198114110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-year-has-passed.html' title='Another year has passed..'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1Q5uKbZ26s/Tcli0mrKixI/AAAAAAAADNA/WcesalEfYYI/s72-c/over-the-hill-birthday-gift-t-shirt-old-enough-to-know-better-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-626369031616798361</id><published>2011-05-04T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:40:42.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>李宇春 － 会跳舞的文艺青年</title><content type='html'>第一次听到这首歌，很喜欢这把歌声。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没想到竟然是李宇春。之前，她那首 Give Me Five 听得我每次起鸡皮疙瘩。看来，这首歌更突出她的声线。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8V-I0aneHHQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MV是拍的很美....但是李宇春的肢体语言...嗯....加油吧....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-626369031616798361?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/626369031616798361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=626369031616798361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/626369031616798361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/626369031616798361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='李宇春 － 会跳舞的文艺青年'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8V-I0aneHHQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1645000729233881157</id><published>2011-05-02T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:34:01.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>General Election 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The hottest topic in town is the General Election nonetheless. With all the constituencies contested except for one, majority of Singaporeans will have to make a choice to or for the incumbent party, which was never the case. It just made it harder for the incumbent, having to persuade why the people should give it the mandate to carry the country forward for another 5 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was good that I was pondering over my last draft post on GE..before I heard that the company sent out an advisory on sharing personal opinion over the internet and other social networking platforms. Oh well....I'll still continue to watch all the rallies through streaming, and read the online debates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be interesting to see how the result will turn out. But whatever it is, I hope that the chosen ones will fulfill their promises to carry the nation well for another 5 years.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1645000729233881157?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1645000729233881157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1645000729233881157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1645000729233881157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1645000729233881157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/general-elections.html' title='General Election 2011'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3314733554257914267</id><published>2011-04-21T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:06:13.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Being sick is no fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Doesn't need a rocket scientist or a philosopher to come to that conclusion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throat and mouth feeling like sahara desert, head feeling like a space shuttle in orbit, and body feeling like it's just been ran over umpteenth time by a ten-tonner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on a eve of a holiday overseas??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Double&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;triple&lt;/s&gt; super bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaWW1rCjfm0/TbBVfDSEnbI/AAAAAAAADM4/4MabuFnjmq4/s1600/sick-batman1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaWW1rCjfm0/TbBVfDSEnbI/AAAAAAAADM4/4MabuFnjmq4/s400/sick-batman1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598068328766938546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Even Batman succumb to the flu bug sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3314733554257914267?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3314733554257914267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3314733554257914267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3314733554257914267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3314733554257914267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/04/being-sick-is-no-fun.html' title='Being sick is no fun'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaWW1rCjfm0/TbBVfDSEnbI/AAAAAAAADM4/4MabuFnjmq4/s72-c/sick-batman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7668406714095679955</id><published>2011-04-10T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:57:55.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>The Troggs Wild Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z9DVJE_bhVU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it over the UK radio during a 3 hours car drive. There is something about brit pop (even the very old ones - yay Beatles!) that gets me..Especially the interlude with the flute/recorder..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7668406714095679955?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7668406714095679955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7668406714095679955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7668406714095679955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7668406714095679955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/04/troggs-wild-thing.html' title='The Troggs Wild Thing'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/z9DVJE_bhVU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3281560346711510184</id><published>2011-04-10T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:44:43.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>旅者</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIGSFClT0Xc/TaG-nQ1UZzI/AAAAAAAADMw/xtVqdWNC14Y/s1600/signposts.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIGSFClT0Xc/TaG-nQ1UZzI/AAAAAAAADMw/xtVqdWNC14Y/s400/signposts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593961793913644850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;偶而难免迷失方向。觉得迷惘时，就往心里深处找找心灵的指路牌。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;自己的心是不会说谎的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;累了，找个地方停歇。等身心充电充足后，才再起步。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;不然，累死横尸在街头，不是一个很好的景象。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;沿途，欣赏路途的风景, 尽管它荒芜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: nowrap; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;瘠地。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: nowrap; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;因为你可能就走那么一次。聪明了，也不会再挑此路重游。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='旅者'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIGSFClT0Xc/TaG-nQ1UZzI/AAAAAAAADMw/xtVqdWNC14Y/s72-c/signposts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6481957502710182903</id><published>2011-04-02T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:49:47.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I found you!!</title><content type='html'>By sheer luck, I found the &lt;a href="http://wyldmint.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to my old blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was referring to this particular &lt;a href="http://wyldmint.blog.friendster.com/2007/06/%E6%88%91%E5%92%8C%E4%B8%89%E4%B8%AA%E5%BD%B1%E5%AD%90%E7%9A%84%E5%AF%B9%E8%AF%9D/"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;  in this earlier&lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html"&gt; entry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;我和三个影子的对话&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天， 我和三个影子对话。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第一个影子说，它的主人，活在“过去”， 在“现在”的影子往往会因为主人“过去”时的所见所闻 － 快乐而莫名其妙的微笑，伤心的时候突然的流泪。主人“过去”的遗憾，抱负左右着影子现在的每一天。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第二个影子说，它的主人，已移民到“未来”。每天都不一样。当主人过的“未来”好的话，影子开始感觉有希望。当“未来”阴涞的时候，影子突然忐忑不安，裹足不前。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我问第三个影子，它的主人又在那里？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第三个影子说，它的主人，活在“现在”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“那好啊！”， 我说道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“可我的主人，又好像没活在现在。每天忙，盲茫，没有过去，没有未来。所已我还是个影子”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我楞了一下，想了想。一台头，三个影子不见了。留下的....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只有我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6481957502710182903?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6481957502710182903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6481957502710182903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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关于我爱你</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;我得到的 都是侥幸阿&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;我失去的 都是人生&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;当你不遗忘&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;也不想曾经&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vKefu-Ij0Mw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;张悬，你什么时候来新加坡.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-4268338602137191061?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/4268338602137191061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=4268338602137191061&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6687970234101214283</id><published>2011-03-22T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:32:19.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Do for Fun (?)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been playing hockey, going diving, hitting the beach so often now that I never thought I'll allow it to happen. Ya right, pride and folly go hand in hand..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got damn bloody sunburnt from one day out at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was at Bintan for a short getaway from work (some respite after the many nights and weekends burnt - no pun intended), and of course headed out for the beach with the e-reader. Found a nice shady spot under a tree, put on my sunglasses and cap and started &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brave_new_world"&gt;reading&lt;/a&gt;.  (No sunblock? Ya what did I say earlier about pride and folly..I thought since I should be smart enough not to put myself under direct sunlight I didnt need the sunblock).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while the shadow moved, and I was at the edge of the shade. At 3 quarter through the book, I was quite reluctant to move my butt. I thought, what the heck, it wouldn't be so bad and got lost in the pages again. Meanwhile, the shadow continued moving..and moving..and moving..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it must be like a few hours later that I realised that I had been baking in the afternoon sun for more than 2 hours. No thanks for the strong landward winds which dissipated any heat from the sun or the sunglass which reduced the glare (hey but it showed that they were real effective). Still the same, I didn't think too much into it until I saw myself in a mirror when I got back to the room. Gosh...I look like those sunburnt idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my shoulders and thighs are a burning red. Painful to touch and awful to see. Ouch. Clothes option for the next few days will be a headache. Sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK52n20Hbg/TYiqPoR-O3I/AAAAAAAADMo/JpY4HDF8VhI/s1600/sunburnt-pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK52n20Hbg/TYiqPoR-O3I/AAAAAAAADMo/JpY4HDF8VhI/s400/sunburnt-pig.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586902523240659826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6687970234101214283?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6687970234101214283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6687970234101214283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6687970234101214283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6687970234101214283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/burnt.html' title='Burnt'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPK52n20Hbg/TYiqPoR-O3I/AAAAAAAADMo/JpY4HDF8VhI/s72-c/sunburnt-pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3349453141742490021</id><published>2011-03-19T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:55:59.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Cee-Lo Green "Forget you"</title><content type='html'>This song is contagious. I had been blasting this whenever it comes on the radio now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vKbOpnwhS2A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Muppets!! :D And boy, can Gwyneth Parltrow sing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3349453141742490021?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3349453141742490021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3349453141742490021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3349453141742490021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3349453141742490021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/cee-lo-green-forget-you.html' title='Cee-Lo Green &quot;Forget you&quot;'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vKbOpnwhS2A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7139893930776177681</id><published>2011-03-19T18:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:35:51.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Japanese Earthquake Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Media Gala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course there is the &lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/News/AsiaOne+News/Singapore/Story/A1Story20110314-268046.html"&gt;boo boo&lt;/a&gt; by Mediacorp VP Marketing department. But then don't for a sec think that other media parties are not jumping onto the bandwagon. If you flip through the Straits Times, look at how much space per page has been allocated to advertisement.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I am not sure if the advertisements do achieve their intended results - when one is reading about tragedies unfolding, one is probably not so inclined to want to jump at the opportunity to satisfy his/her own material desires. If any one can just read stories about how children were missing their parents or vice versa and still scan to the other half of the page and go, "Ahh...nice condo..". If this person eventually did buy the condo apartment, go figure how would he be like as a neighbour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Epitome of Civility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although much has been reported on the stoicism, one point that has been repeated oft was that &lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2011/03/why-no-looting-in-japan-ctd-3.html"&gt;there had been no looting in Japan&lt;/a&gt;. Although the truth of it is to be confirmed, what appeared in the newspapers and media were the orderly queues. If it had been anywhere else, not sure if the same civility and social orderliness will prevail. Respect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panic Wildfire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes a haywire nuke plant all ready to melt down is not for jokes. But for the masses who went on a salt buying spree, I wonder how much of it were fueled by the speed of sms-es, emails, watsapp.....It just shows that it will be harder to authorities to contain any ill-willed rumors other than to be the forerunner to stand up and be the first mover disseminating the official news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charity Drives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished I had read this first before I made my donation:-http://goodintents.org/disaster/the-dos-and-donts-of-disaster-donations. But I guess giving through the &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org.sg/Singapore-Red-Cross-establishes-a-tracing-service-to-help-restore-family-links-for-Singaporeans-and-Japanese-affected-by-the-recent-Japanese-disaster.phtml"&gt;Singapore Red Cross&lt;/a&gt; shouldn't be too wrong. Just be wary of scams who are taking the opportunities for their own gains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7139893930776177681?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7139893930776177681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7139893930776177681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7139893930776177681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7139893930776177681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/japanese-earthquake-effect.html' title='The Japanese Earthquake Effect'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5296255518925611152</id><published>2011-03-13T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:27:07.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Girl from Ipanema</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite songs of all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UJkxFhFRFDA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5296255518925611152?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5296255518925611152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5296255518925611152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5296255518925611152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5296255518925611152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/girl-from-ipanema.html' title='Girl from Ipanema'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UJkxFhFRFDA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-8699308748643347848</id><published>2011-03-12T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:18:29.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rum-my Rantings'/><title type='text'>Over-worked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been so busy at work that I literally felt like a tightly wound up spring that is ready to snap (B.O. - if you are reading this, yes, low flash point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had planned to camp in office for the weekend, if not for the fact that I had promised a friend much earlier (and bought tickets) to watch Emily of the Emerald Hill, and on the way there, while catching up, "how come you're so busy?" came up and I was inevitably whining (argh I hate to be like that). Impossible timeline, no concerted effort,bosses living in their own Fantasia time zone and expecting everything to magically be completed and presented to them at the snap of a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, sometimes I wonder how come we can't just say no." To which, my friend replied. "Perhaps it's the reminiscent of the uniform culture la...too ingrained in you already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense. Nobody has every said no to the top honcho is my previous organisation before. In fact, I'm sure a lot of people will see it as a CSM (career suicide move) and see their CEP drop to the gutters if they every do. And the friend gave a very good example - if you are on the ground and the leader says "Move in now!", what would be the outcome if the team member turn around and look at him,"Eh..can we don't?". The whole command and control structure totally crumbles and makes everybody - including the leaders and even the team members - look like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I'm out of the uniform already!!! Even so, I still believe that there is still the supervisor/subordinate role which should be suitably fulfilled by both parties, albeit with a different approach than the command-and-obey rule. Got to learn to say "no" to unrealistic expectations though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjW6xxQTOGA/TXuaZkK1vBI/AAAAAAAADMg/piKgDCE9jKY/s1600/over-worked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjW6xxQTOGA/TXuaZkK1vBI/AAAAAAAADMg/piKgDCE9jKY/s400/over-worked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583225927052409874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life's a bitch sometimes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-8699308748643347848?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/8699308748643347848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=8699308748643347848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8699308748643347848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/8699308748643347848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/over-worked.html' title='Over-worked'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjW6xxQTOGA/TXuaZkK1vBI/AAAAAAAADMg/piKgDCE9jKY/s72-c/over-worked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7881469345439331002</id><published>2011-03-02T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T00:48:24.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar Cubes~'/><title type='text'>Cut? Grow?</title><content type='html'>I was about to finish up an earlier post on the movie i watched, when I chanced upon this super fun and hilarious clip..hahahaahah~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tUIu6_eTkjY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I had more fun with all the unconventional choices..esp the chicachica-wow-wow..hahahah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7881469345439331002?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7881469345439331002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7881469345439331002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7881469345439331002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7881469345439331002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/03/cut-grow.html' title='Cut? Grow?'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tUIu6_eTkjY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-6470616775357280309</id><published>2011-02-23T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:49:26.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>每天的小插曲</title><content type='html'>好一阵子，都把车停在离办公室附近的免费停车场。 停车场离我那栋办公楼差不多大概十分钟的路程， 可是就是要到停车场还得上一个斜坡。以前还有一些同事也把车停在那里；但久而久之，这些同事也渐渐的开始买办公楼的season parking，省下这段上下班的路程。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;去年一段时间，我还有买season parking，因为天天加班到将近午夜，不买是神经病。 忙完那段时间过后，我决定省下那百多块，把那段路程当作是每天的小运动。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;做了一点小适应后（先穿上平地鞋，过后到办公室才换上高根鞋），是越来越喜欢每天的这段小插曲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;早上从停车场走下来时，可以听到大自然的声音 － 叽叽的蟋蟀，树叶被风吹气的沙沙声。早上太阳还没猛照下来，暖暖的很舒服。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;下班后 （要看是几点啦），早一点的话，看到跑步的下班族，踢足球的客工们。再晚一点，凉风习习，一片宁静。边走路，边把一天下来忙的透不过气的脑袋澄静下来。有时后，还会觉得好像身度国外，因为这般宁静的一角，不像岛国能找到。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同事有问过，为什么不省下走路的麻烦。我都回，还蛮喜欢的，一点小山坡，无所谓。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-6470616775357280309?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/6470616775357280309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=6470616775357280309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6470616775357280309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/6470616775357280309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_23.html' title='每天的小插曲'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-7193729946436765273</id><published>2011-02-17T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:06:58.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>元宵节</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;最近工作越来越繁紧。差不多每夜加班，周末两天都会办公室报道。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;拜二晚上，又再办公室里逗留过晚餐时间，jz 打来，说拜四去看戏，看“山楂树之恋”。好啊，我一手那着手机，另一只手继续往键盘上打。“呃，晚一点的九点四十五咧，看到来回很迟了。看早一点的吧。七点十？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哇。那个时间我两个星期来好象都还没从办公室离开。可是晚一点的那场真的太迟了。“好吧，那拜四七点见”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以就那么看了我平生中影像里的第一部“爱情文艺片”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ED0pfIRoE/TV0ezRCEHtI/AAAAAAAADL4/c3tEDHdInyI/s1600/%25E5%25B1%25B1%25E6%25A5%2582%25E6%25A0%2591%25E4%25B9%258B%25E6%2581%258B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ED0pfIRoE/TV0ezRCEHtI/AAAAAAAADL4/c3tEDHdInyI/s400/%25E5%25B1%25B1%25E6%25A5%2582%25E6%25A0%2591%25E4%25B9%258B%25E6%2581%258B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574645779848765138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;活该没学到看“唐山大地震”的经验，以后真的不能在外头看赚人落泪的戏。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看完后，和jz去吃东西。被jz 问道，“怎么样，这出戏？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;除了说看到戏里一群女孩子在台上排舞唱着对毛主席的敬爱听得我鸡皮疙瘩以外，我回她，“觉得很假”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“觉得这种爱情不可能？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“呃，好像是吧。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“我倒不觉得，以前的爱情都是这样的。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当然，那个女孩不想嫁给戏里的老三。jz 在中国生长的环境，很有可能就能酝酿出那么纯纯的爱情，所以她能对这出戏感触那么多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能我对原作回比较有感觉，找回那种憧憬。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以，也祝大家元宵节快乐 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-7193729946436765273?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/7193729946436765273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=7193729946436765273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7193729946436765273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/7193729946436765273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_17.html' title='元宵节'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ED0pfIRoE/TV0ezRCEHtI/AAAAAAAADL4/c3tEDHdInyI/s72-c/%25E5%25B1%25B1%25E6%25A5%2582%25E6%25A0%2591%25E4%25B9%258B%25E6%2581%258B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1839257070262779981</id><published>2011-02-14T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:54:17.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>为什么生气</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKeENehldrQ/TVlIJpqS5DI/AAAAAAAADLw/2bf6-pFfp_s/s1600/ohmu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;最近常被一个人惹毛。简称这个人为 A。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A的无礼， 好像只冲着几个人来，包括我在内。搞得我们一班战战兢兢的，如果能避免和a接触就尽量避免。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近因为一些琐事，所以有邮件上的来往。每当收到A的邮件，都会被漫无理由的无礼回应呛得血压直升。第一个反应 都是： “无聊，我哪里惹了你嘛！唉，你不高兴是你自家的事，人家只想事情做好，别把自己莫名其妙哪来的一把火乱掷向人家。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;过了两三次，有一天，回家的途中，在胡思乱想的当儿，我纳闷着，我干吗那么生气。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他的无礼？我也没少了根寒毛。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为有损我的颜面？我没觉得丢了脸咧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;觉得没有尊严？ 呃.....也不完全是。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;终于，感觉搞清楚了，觉得是因为A把自己不知哪来的不满态度全摆出来。 这种的恶劣磁场，打到自己也反弹出自己的劣根来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;negative vibes + negative vibes = vicious cycle of negative vibes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我才不要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可真考耐性。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKeENehldrQ/TVlIJpqS5DI/AAAAAAAADLw/2bf6-pFfp_s/s400/ohmu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573565344486974514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;突然想起&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nausica%C3%A4_of_the_Valley_of_the_Wind_(film)"&gt;“风之谷”&lt;/a&gt; 的 ohmu-之所以会鲁莽攻击，也因为它被别的东西惹火了。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;谁说看卡通漫画不会学到东西？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1839257070262779981?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1839257070262779981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1839257070262779981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1839257070262779981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1839257070262779981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_14.html' title='为什么生气'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKeENehldrQ/TVlIJpqS5DI/AAAAAAAADLw/2bf6-pFfp_s/s72-c/ohmu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-1403940401123360812</id><published>2011-02-07T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:52:32.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杰克与海德</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杰克对海德说 － 那么丑恶的灵魂，你不应该存活在这个世界。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;海德回答 － 我也是由你而生，你本来就是我。 时善时恶, 即善 即恶。你分得了何时是你，何时是我？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TVFi9TdoqII/AAAAAAAADLo/7ODHd7MCH5g/s1600/theatremask.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TVFi9TdoqII/AAAAAAAADLo/7ODHd7MCH5g/s320/theatremask.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571343019370129538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;（杰克与海德 － Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde; don't know why but the entry just came out in Chinese. I think it was because I remembered a long time ago when I blogged on friendster “我和影子的对话”. I deregistered my friendster account and lost all the traces of my friendster blog. That was an entry that really resonates with the situation now. Dammit.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-1403940401123360812?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/1403940401123360812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=1403940401123360812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1403940401123360812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/1403940401123360812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='杰克与海德'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TVFi9TdoqII/AAAAAAAADLo/7ODHd7MCH5g/s72-c/theatremask.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-605986469549855952</id><published>2011-01-30T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T22:13:05.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs of the Moment'/><title type='text'>Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wHAxxb_6YlM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh..no nice MV. But imagine hearing this on the most amazing rainy day that I have ever remembered..the rain never stopped for the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still maintain that this is the best soundtrack that I ever own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-605986469549855952?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/605986469549855952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=605986469549855952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/605986469549855952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/605986469549855952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wHAxxb_6YlM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-3903639504662860553</id><published>2011-01-26T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:41:37.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Getting back into..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TUBAZuox2RI/AAAAAAAADLU/xitjFyuaqXQ/s1600/finismp3player.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TUBAZuox2RI/AAAAAAAADLU/xitjFyuaqXQ/s400/finismp3player.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566519950189910290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TUBARfqakmI/AAAAAAAADLM/USESu_EGZGM/s1600/Sony-mp3-players-Sony-W-Series-e1290550594765.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TUBARfqakmI/AAAAAAAADLM/USESu_EGZGM/s400/Sony-mp3-players-Sony-W-Series-e1290550594765.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566519808731288162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-3903639504662860553?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/3903639504662860553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=3903639504662860553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3903639504662860553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/3903639504662860553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-back-into.html' title='Getting back into..'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TUBAZuox2RI/AAAAAAAADLU/xitjFyuaqXQ/s72-c/finismp3player.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-2186718891016867611</id><published>2011-01-25T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:38:21.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minty Fresh Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Guru of Chai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT73NVmIlJI/AAAAAAAADLE/pL2EXgrRLVI/s1600/Guru_Main_Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT73NVmIlJI/AAAAAAAADLE/pL2EXgrRLVI/s400/Guru_Main_Image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566157997983962258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I have been to such an entertaining play. A practically one-man show telling the story of 3 main characters, but I think at one point in time there were more like 7-8 characters, all played by one person. And with practically no other props than lights, sound, rich songs (I wish I knew what was being sung!) and well..one puppet parrot. Read more about the production &lt;a href="http://www.indianink.co.nz/guru.php?introduction"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing to see one so good at his craft. And passionately loves his job too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ymvHm6MiiRk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not easy to make your passion your work, hearing that harsh realities often crack those rose-tinted glasses off pretty fast. But for those who could, it would have been the most wonderful thing as like what they always say, then you would never have to work for the rest of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(If anybody is interested to catch The Guru of Chai, good luck cos heard it would be full house or selected seats left until the show closes this weekend!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-2186718891016867611?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/2186718891016867611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=2186718891016867611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2186718891016867611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/2186718891016867611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/guru-of-chai.html' title='Guru of Chai'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT73NVmIlJI/AAAAAAAADLE/pL2EXgrRLVI/s72-c/Guru_Main_Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5710722213417935135</id><published>2011-01-24T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:58:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>绝路</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT2OqGKH9kI/AAAAAAAADK8/nzVbYGe_qXw/s1600/Blind_alley_by_metifritte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT2OqGKH9kI/AAAAAAAADK8/nzVbYGe_qXw/s400/Blind_alley_by_metifritte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565761568358528578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Blind Alley" by Metifritti &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(SourceDeviantart.com)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天在办公室有想要呐喊的冲动。很不喜欢被逼到角落的感觉。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这几天发生了一些事情，让自己真的很沮丧。 理智上，天下无绝人之路，可是眼前这条小道好像布满荆，觉得好委屈。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但每当和友人讲叙后，满满怨言，越说越听越觉得自己好可悲。不喜欢这样的自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is like that, there will definitely be somebody who lose out*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但未必一定要是我，尤其是当这游戏规则就表明着，这场游戏就一定我处下风。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我未必要帐单全收。而且，我也不可能那么没志气。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一定要快点反弹回来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*尤其如果是一个上司能说出这种话，你也知道你是甭指望他了..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5710722213417935135?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5710722213417935135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5710722213417935135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5710722213417935135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5710722213417935135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_24.html' title='绝路'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TT2OqGKH9kI/AAAAAAAADK8/nzVbYGe_qXw/s72-c/Blind_alley_by_metifritte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526885134226310822.post-5022229580503164892</id><published>2011-01-21T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T22:47:04.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沉得住气</title><content type='html'>“很多人的一生，就输在一个‘气’上”&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;－朱开山 ，“&lt;a href="http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_10.html"&gt;闯关东&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526885134226310822-5022229580503164892?l=themojitolife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/feeds/5022229580503164892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526885134226310822&amp;postID=5022229580503164892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5022229580503164892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526885134226310822/posts/default/5022229580503164892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themojitolife.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_21.html' title='沉得住气'/><author><name>MojitoMint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375596581158771378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cn9D-RjmFc8/TSBI_r0q6mI/AAAAAAAADJ4/wImW0llLI2Y/S220/IMG_0210.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
