<?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-7172030</id><updated>2012-02-08T02:42:02.704+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new</title><subtitle type='html'>Yes.. You are reading about my life and what I have been busy with or interested in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>308</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8777562859645376708</id><published>2010-10-04T13:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T13:24:59.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose in control?</title><content type='html'>A period of 3 months after graduation had set me thinking. Without a shadow of doubt, I had my times of wondering whether I made the right decision in rejecting the job offer for me to work in Sydney. Perhaps, I would have been driving my company's car; using my company's mobile and living a life that is going to be very very different from now. "Oh Lord.. I have seek Your Will at a very young age; let me realized that I have listened to the right Voice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of financial issues; a car that is breaking down continously; health problems and etc aren't really what I would have expected to happen during this period of time. Nevertheless, God has shown that He is in control of each and every situation. Surely, He didn't promise a carefree life; but He did promise an abundant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned that I have a secured a casual retail job at a salmon shop? Yes.. It's the same company that I did my work experience as a hatchery technician.  Though the number of work hours I am given isn't really alot; it does provide me with enough money to pay for our weekly rent. I guess that's what God promised; that He will provide for our needs. (Matthew 5:25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I do feel abit unease at times; why is this happening? "Oh Lord.. Could you just be clearer with your instructions? Didn't you give me the peace when I made the decision to reject the job offer and to continue serving your people in Hobart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow You seems to remain taciturn about it and had prompted me to continue to seek Your Will and to fixed my eyes on You. You said that everything will fall into place in Your timing and that I need not worry about losing the hours of my life to this constantly spinning world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright....... I give in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8777562859645376708?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8777562859645376708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8777562859645376708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8777562859645376708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8777562859645376708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/10/whose-in-control.html' title='Whose in control?'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-9104297817136253720</id><published>2010-09-27T01:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:19:58.411+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown flowers</title><content type='html'>As my blog has been partially abandoned; so it my garden. But even when I have not been faithfully watering them. God has been faithful in tending them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of the names of these flowers..&lt;br /&gt;   But nevertheless, they are too beautiful not to share..  Enjoy.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jut_6yvI/AAAAAAAABKw/20F4YVh2PmQ/s1600/DSCF4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521241322452339442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jut_6yvI/AAAAAAAABKw/20F4YVh2PmQ/s400/DSCF4156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jWoTXd3I/AAAAAAAABKo/Ugzl8wj9dXA/s1600/DSCF4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jWWkHVDI/AAAAAAAABKg/iNRTkKskg5Q/s1600/DSCF4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521240903844844594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jWWkHVDI/AAAAAAAABKg/iNRTkKskg5Q/s400/DSCF4154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    My personal favourite. :) Doesn't it look like an orange pom pom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jVw1FyUI/AAAAAAAABKY/UP0DJtxatHY/s1600/DSCF4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521240893715499330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jVw1FyUI/AAAAAAAABKY/UP0DJtxatHY/s400/DSCF4148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-9104297817136253720?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/9104297817136253720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=9104297817136253720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9104297817136253720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9104297817136253720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/09/unknown-flowers.html' title='Unknown flowers'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9jut_6yvI/AAAAAAAABKw/20F4YVh2PmQ/s72-c/DSCF4156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4716985789732204011</id><published>2010-09-27T00:29:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:07:59.483+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the blog has a voice ..... I am pretty sure it is going to say.. " Why have you abandon me?" LOL! I will try my best to summarize what I have been through from my last post till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduated from my MBA studies recently and had been looking for a full time job since then. It seems that my job with Tassal has been blowed and I shan't go further into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, I am currently working casually with Tassal in their retail shop and has approximately 2-3 days of job per week. Meanwhille, God has been providing for us through mooncake sales. Yes. We are selling mooncakes during the mid-autumn festival and had managed to sell 207 mooncakes in total for this season; raising enough funds to cover for 1.5 months of rent. And to share His faithfulness, the mooncakes sales is continuing despite that the festival is already over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making the mooncakes were really hard-earned money; but what's easy in life? We slept less than 3 hours per day for a total of 3 days just to complete the order. Infact, we ran out of ingredients to meet orders for approximately 20 mooncakes. (Not that we didn't forsee the order coming; but rather that the local shops ran out of ingredients).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made it to enjoy our home-made mooncakes using the left over dough from different flavoured mooncakes; one day after the actual festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521235738065946322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9epqicxtI/AAAAAAAABJw/4zzaCtqvsCM/s400/DSCF4138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my personal favourite photos of the mooncakes we made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                   Pandan Snowskin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521236952638939570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9fwXLN4bI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Qs-nd7i-t2Q/s400/mooncake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                       Rose Snowskin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521236948409395010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9fwHa0J0I/AAAAAAAABKI/Ab6DNDTGHmY/s400/DSCF4090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                     Greentea Snowskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521236941391593330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9fvtRo_3I/AAAAAAAABKA/as_EaK-3Oho/s400/greentea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Durian Snowskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521236934648035170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9fvUJ2d2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/w2ckKQ-X8yg/s400/durian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-4716985789732204011?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4716985789732204011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4716985789732204011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4716985789732204011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4716985789732204011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/09/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/TJ9epqicxtI/AAAAAAAABJw/4zzaCtqvsCM/s72-c/DSCF4138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8468402489072229080</id><published>2010-04-28T21:20:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:43:31.427+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HollyBank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HollyBank Nature Reserve, Tasmania had become one of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joanne and mine's unofficial meeting place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The quiet and serene environment makes it really conducive for couples to *Ahem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What were you thinking??? = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For couples to have a picnic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah.. I decided to do a table setting for the extra atmosphere... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I initially planned to have it on the grass). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465152064747089506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s400/IMG_0737.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Sparkling White Grape JUICE.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(In place of white wine cuz I can't take them.. =.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge1hgwfhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/QKCF1TjPs-Q/s1600/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465152052691762706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge1hgwfhI/AAAAAAAABJQ/QKCF1TjPs-Q/s400/IMG_0739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pizza rolls from Baker's Delight + Multi Berry scones * White choc Scones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge1D8PYwI/AAAAAAAABJI/wm6IML0zj40/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465152044753969922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge1D8PYwI/AAAAAAAABJI/wm6IML0zj40/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge0gZX9-I/AAAAAAAABJA/JZSHQBjQm9A/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465152035212490722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge0gZX9-I/AAAAAAAABJA/JZSHQBjQm9A/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge0EStjEI/AAAAAAAABI4/05-hoHlCd-8/s1600/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465152027668352066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge0EStjEI/AAAAAAAABI4/05-hoHlCd-8/s400/IMG_0732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else.... but photos of us together.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWwwwwwww........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465148460749747634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbkcfC9bI/AAAAAAAABIo/hp23EjPA5Bc/s400/06042010723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to be a little adventurous with our pose..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, I am a better frowner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbkxMaIYI/AAAAAAAABIw/O2U93ormS5s/s1600/06042010732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465148466308718978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbkxMaIYI/AAAAAAAABIw/O2U93ormS5s/s400/06042010732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbj0xI3GI/AAAAAAAABIg/yiFeG9Z_5kk/s1600/06042010724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465148450088213602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbj0xI3GI/AAAAAAAABIg/yiFeG9Z_5kk/s400/06042010724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwww...... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbjcD1btI/AAAAAAAABIY/7m6CVabihhk/s1600/06042010755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465148443455745746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbjcD1btI/AAAAAAAABIY/7m6CVabihhk/s400/06042010755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot alot too... .. We are suppose to do the tongue thing together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean stick out the tongue (what were you thinking about???)&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, epic failed.. Joanne decided to smile instead.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO the picture ended up looking like I am the big bad wolf waiting to lick her, while she waits happily to be licked. (Errr.. Sounds wrong).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was happy smiling away while I did my own thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbi_ouzsI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uz48LgUHhKM/s1600/06042010748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465148435825872578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gbi_ouzsI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uz48LgUHhKM/s400/06042010748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... And we ended the picnic by having the toadstool for dessert..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah right.... That would have ended our existence... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanne was teaching me how to capture the toadstoal from an angle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shot of it wasn't this nice initially..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465157845357383474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9gkGs33TzI/AAAAAAAABJg/flooU0Phi7M/s400/06042010769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry ! I didn't take the time to enhance the photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, we don't look that pale ... = ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s1600/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s1600/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s1600/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s1600/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8468402489072229080?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8468402489072229080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8468402489072229080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8468402489072229080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8468402489072229080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/04/hollybank.html' title='HollyBank'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9ge2Oa-LmI/AAAAAAAABJY/H9ipHjwJmEo/s72-c/IMG_0737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6822765462768647820</id><published>2010-04-24T15:04:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:24:30.404+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coincidental or what?! I planted a couple of Okra (Lady's finger) seeds and out of the lot, only 3 survived into adulthood.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the shape of the okra leaves.... . Its amazing isn't it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It somehow reminds me of a grape vine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okra are heat-loving plants and requires warm temperature to grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, the weather is turning cold and they don't seem really happy about it. They have sending out flower buds (an indicator to set seeds for the next season); which I have to trim away in order to preserve their energy. Its not point allowing them to bear fruit when they are only so small. At the same time, their leaves seems to turn yellow and age away every time a 4th leaf is sent out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8WFhbq4I/AAAAAAAABII/EQbB28YKPz8/s1600/okra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463566016835201922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8WFhbq4I/AAAAAAAABII/EQbB28YKPz8/s400/okra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8VnY1MII/AAAAAAAABIA/9-TIbnokX5Q/s1600/okra1jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463566008746061954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8VnY1MII/AAAAAAAABIA/9-TIbnokX5Q/s400/okra1jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8UxRiMeI/AAAAAAAABH4/AWwDKjp4_B4/s1600/okra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565994219942370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8UxRiMeI/AAAAAAAABH4/AWwDKjp4_B4/s400/okra2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to provide them with as much heat as possible. I am growing them indoors, beside the window sill to maximize light intake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presenting to you "Do Re Me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8UT4lpGI/AAAAAAAABHw/IreGaMajbck/s1600/okra3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565986330682466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8UT4lpGI/AAAAAAAABHw/IreGaMajbck/s400/okra3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they will last through winter so that I can get some okra to eat.. :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-6822765462768647820?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6822765462768647820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6822765462768647820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6822765462768647820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6822765462768647820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/04/trios.html' title='Trios'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S9J8WFhbq4I/AAAAAAAABII/EQbB28YKPz8/s72-c/okra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-783151749048197052</id><published>2010-04-22T17:02:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T17:51:44.351+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Byblis liniflora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been trying to grow &lt;em&gt;Byblis&lt;/em&gt; for the past few years but wasn't able to achieve any results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was either that the seeds were bad or that there weren't any available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I chance upon this website that shared about different germinating methods for &lt;em&gt;Byblis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of them was to burn hay on top of the seeds, which was supposed to trigger them to germinate. The other was to grow them in live sphagnum moss. Apparently, the live sphagnum moss produces some organic compounds that triggers it's germination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since I have some live sphagnum moss growing on a glass tray &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I was hoping to create a sphagnum carpet), I decided to sow some seeds on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much to my surprise, the seeds germinated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so excited and pleased to be able to glance at these cute little creations of God once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only 2 germinated and grown so far... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am abit apprehensive for them as winter draws near. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S8_1ClEJKyI/AAAAAAAABHo/VyTT9Yqg-WE/s1600/byblis+liniflora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462854297681734434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S8_1ClEJKyI/AAAAAAAABHo/VyTT9Yqg-WE/s400/byblis+liniflora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S8_1CPNBUqI/AAAAAAAABHg/-Fagcg0_uTA/s1600/byblis+liniflora1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462854291813388962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S8_1CPNBUqI/AAAAAAAABHg/-Fagcg0_uTA/s400/byblis+liniflora1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach them(us) how to grow O Lord....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that they(we) will be strong in their(our) shallow p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ot; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where their(our) roots are too weak to hold....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be their(our) strength and firm support.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach them(us) how to endure O Lord...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to weather the chill and the things they(we) love not;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that they(we) will blossom when spring comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and reap the reward of their(our) loving God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-783151749048197052?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/783151749048197052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=783151749048197052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/783151749048197052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/783151749048197052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/04/byblis-liniflora.html' title='Byblis liniflora'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S8_1ClEJKyI/AAAAAAAABHo/VyTT9Yqg-WE/s72-c/byblis+liniflora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3715646433011737395</id><published>2010-04-20T21:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:30:57.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhero Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look what I found!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superhero Me.............................. Yes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S82OXJiF88I/AAAAAAAABHY/ovHAh8IQ0iI/s1600/superherome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462178451417330626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S82OXJiF88I/AAAAAAAABHY/ovHAh8IQ0iI/s400/superherome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.. Except that he is in sandals.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Dun ask me why his name is Poh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3715646433011737395?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3715646433011737395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3715646433011737395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3715646433011737395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3715646433011737395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/04/superhero-me.html' title='Superhero Me'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S82OXJiF88I/AAAAAAAABHY/ovHAh8IQ0iI/s72-c/superherome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2120197759794043288</id><published>2010-04-08T13:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:52:00.232+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God gives us a vision, and then He takes us down to the valley to batter us into the shape of that vision. It is in the valley that so many of us give up and faint. Every God-given vision will become real if we will only have patience. Just think of the enormous amount of free time God has! He is never in a hurry. Yet we are always in such a frantic hurry. While still in the light of the glory of the vision, we go right out to do things, but the vision is not yet real in us. God has to take us into the valley and put us through fires and floods to batter us into shape, until we get to the point where He can trust us with the reality of the vision. Ever since God gave us the vision, He has been at work. He is getting us into the shape of the goal He has for us, and yet over and over again we try to escape from the Sculptor’s hand in an effort to batter ourselves into the shape of our own goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vision that God gives is not some unattainable castle in the sky, but a vision of what God wants you to be down here. Allow the Potter to put you on His wheel and whirl you around as He desires. Then as surely as God is God, and you are you, you will turn out as an exact likeness of the vision. But don’t lose heart in the process. If you have ever had a vision from God, you may try as you will to be satisfied on a lower level, but God will never allow it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adapted from the Daily Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I have met many christians who like to post their supposedly "inspired" devotion materials on their blog (Do not misinterpret, there's nothing with it). Infact, these posts encourages other believers and serves as food for the souls. : ) However, what's more important is the lifestyle and actions of the individual, rather than what's being written or posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to flood my entire blog with devotion materials or inspired thoughts; will I appear as more God-focus to you? :) If it does, take a second thought... How many of those that constantly blog about their devotion materials had truly remained faithful in their walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let us learn to encourage one another in this life journey walk with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I may fall sometimes, but you can be there to lend me a helping hand; instead of telling me that I have the tendancy of falling and will slow you down in your walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its interesting how God never judges us on our speed but rather on how much we call upon Him for help during our walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"And I walk with Him and I talk to Him".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2120197759794043288?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2120197759794043288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2120197759794043288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2120197759794043288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2120197759794043288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/04/god-gives-us-vision-and-then-he-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6615215773007910540</id><published>2010-03-29T13:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:51:42.724+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Abundant or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lack of blogging activity from me could be suggested by 2 reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its either that I am too busy or that I have nothing special in my life to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rarely like to put up "boring" post..Although this is subjected to personal opinion on what's "Boring". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, life is back on its full pace in Uni with assignments, tests and revisions. I wouldn't say I am living a meaningless life.. Infact, God has given me an abundant life. YES.. An abundant life... A life that is filled with all of the above... (An abundance of assignments, tests and revisions). Again, this is subjected to personal opinion. *Period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all.. My heart, soul and mind scream out for all of these to finish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait for the semester to end. I am not expecting high distinctions this semester, though my heart discreetly greed for them. If not, you would probably see me blog more often right.. *Honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very often, I try to insert some images into my post as much as I can. As you can tell, I am not some fancy writer; with perfect grammer and profound vocabulary. Neither am I some philospher who is able to provide insightful and provoking thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT.. I do know that living in simplicity is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things like enjoying the last two "Bak Zhang"* that my mum has painstakingly made for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S7AUgBWpD1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/bAhPJgE_5lQ/s1600/05032010718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453881689097441106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S7AUgBWpD1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/bAhPJgE_5lQ/s400/05032010718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learning to count my blessings. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rice dumpling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6615215773007910540?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6615215773007910540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6615215773007910540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6615215773007910540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6615215773007910540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/03/abundant-or-not.html' title='Abundant or not'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S7AUgBWpD1I/AAAAAAAABHQ/bAhPJgE_5lQ/s72-c/05032010718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8727484354387344940</id><published>2010-03-03T23:54:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:14:22.281+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad and Mum</title><content type='html'>At a glance, it seems like 2 days; in reality, dad and mum were here for 2 weeks. I guess the memories of having dad and mum around will linger on for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Over the year 2009, Steph and I were very blessed to be able to play host to many of our friends from Singapore. It was great bringing them around; visiting the marvellous natural creation of God and feeding them with the richness of this land. However, things were different for my parents; they asked not to visit any areas, but instead insisted on staying home to cook and help with house chores and maintenance matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Right on the 2nd morning, my dad was found mopping the floor of the living room and corridor at 7.30am. He then progressed to help me with my hot houses, fixed up the watering host, helped with gardening, fixed up my cupboard, helped in washing of dishes,  helped with clothes lines and etc. Nothing is left un-fixed with him around. How I wish I am a 'handyman' like him.&lt;br /&gt;Though, we had some minor arguements along the way, it is often settle right on the spot. Dad is different from the rest of the guys that sit beside me while I am driving. He is always on the guard and never fails to alert me in times of need. He doesn't fall asleep during long journeys; like many do and is there to give me pointers on parking. He is also the one that always objects to long journeys; worrying that I might get too tired from the driving. Nevetheless,  it doesn't make much sense for them to visit Tassie if they chooses to stay at home. Hence, my answers to his queries on the journey time to each destination are always discounted. He did fixed up quite a fair bit in my house to the state that I don't even feel like moving anymore (Did I mentioned that I actually wanted to move away from this place). Dad also appears happier and more "en-ai" to mum over here. I shall spare you guys the details; go figure out!! :)  Sadly, dad had a very bad cough since the first day; which lasted throughout the whole trip. It was partially my fault; as I forgot to feed him water after the pizza dinner on the first night. His knuckles were also swollen for some unknown reason. I can't help but laugh when he went out into the house compound in shorts and polo-tee, followed by his complaints on how cold it was outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, on the other hand was on a cooking trip. Seriously....!!!!! She was already on a grocery spree during the first night; buying all the fresh veges and meat she chanced upon. Steph and I had to ensure her that this is only first night and that there are still many days for her to cook. People would expect breakfast to be the first thing in the morning; but it is not the case for mum. After washing up in the morning, she would begin on preparing the ingredients for lunch. It was after the preparation, would she then start her breakfast. And no prizes for guessing what continues after breakfast; she would either be preparing side dishes, or some form of dessert. Green bean with barely, Red bean with dark sugar, Sweet potato with sago; you name it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch is followed by preparation for dinner. Throughout her trip here, I think the number of hours she spent on preparing food is even longer than her total sleep hours. My housemates were in luck as she prepared dinner for them everynight. Not only that, she also helped to prepare alot of sauces/toppings such as "Fried shallots in oil", "Chilli paste" and "Hei Bi Hiam" (Chilli minced shrimp). I was also privilege enough to learn how to make 'Bak Zhang' (rice dumpling) from her.&lt;br /&gt;    Mum was really comical throughout the trip; always making us laugh. Her expressions and words were really funny. For e.g. She loves to go to the casino and requested that I bring her there. And she will go like this: (In Teochew) "After dinner, we go Giordano ok? *Eyes blinking".&lt;br /&gt;            I immediately replied: (In Chinese) "Oh! You want to buy clothes at Giordano ah?" Sure!!!" Hahaha.  It didn't take long for my housemates to blend in with her. I guess that's where part of my social skills came. One of them even told me that she has been looking forward to come home everyday after work during the past few days. Mum was an entertainer and carer. She made herbal soup for them when they don't feel well, taught them what food to eat and advises them on what not to.&lt;br /&gt;   Sadly, my mum was very disturbed by the house. The attic somehow scares her and causes her to fear the house. It did get better as the days passes; as she gets familarized with the place.&lt;br /&gt;Mum was very worried that Steph might get mal-nutrition. She volunteeringly took out the money that dad have given her to purchase salmon fillets for Steph and I. She insisted that I cook fish for Steph on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;     One thing that pains my heart during dinner time was watching mum having dinner. Her face always appear choked and red as she takes in the food. Somehow, her throat is unable to take in dry stuff due to the radiation treatment she received many years ago. Rice with gravy is never enough; it must be soft. You could literally see her tears whelming up as she proceed with her dinner. My housemates were at first stunned to see her tears. Each mouthful was a heart wrencher to see. One thing that I have observed during this trip was how mentally strong my mum is.. Seriously. I doubt many of us have the mental will/power to do it. The process of her having dinner is already a living proof. Another eventful process was the making of the 'Bak Zhang'; despite of her right arm paralysis, mum struggles to tie up 20 of the dumplings which are hung at her face level. They can't be hung too low, as this will interfere with the wrapping process. It was a struggle for her to lift her right arm; not to mentioned coordinating with the left hand on completing the rice dumplings.  I had the privilege of assisting her in tying the rice dumplings and was considered as her best helper after dad and Steph tried. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest moment came this morning when we sent them to the airport. As we were bidding farewell to one another, dad urged Steph to hug mum. Mum refused and burst out crying. Yes.. It was indeed hard to part. Somewhere along the trip, dad shared that this place is not meant for them as the weather was too cold. I had to convince them that it is a matter of getting used to it. I promised them that I will bring them to other states of Australia next year; possibly Brisbane. We'll see.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8727484354387344940?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8727484354387344940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8727484354387344940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8727484354387344940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8727484354387344940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/03/dad-and-mum.html' title='Dad and Mum'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7351396429932713382</id><published>2010-02-17T14:47:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:02:10.345+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tassie bound</title><content type='html'>In a couple of hours time, I will be on board in a flight to Tassie. It seems like it is getting harder and harder each year to leave Singapore. Perhaps, it is due to the uncertainties of my plan in Australia; be it whether to work or to study. I know that Lord is in control but I am yet clear of the path. Somehow, the inner man still bears the hope for employment this year instead of the continuation with my studies. Nevertheless, I have re-applied for my MBA and will complete it unless a job offer arise.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;         The 2nd factor could be due to the people that are left behind in Singapore. The recent news that I've heard from one of my friend sadden me greatly. His dad passed away. All the fears and doubts of having to see your love ones probably the last time ever grips me like a iron hand. My emotions played on me; yet at the same time taught me to pray constantly. I know the Lord will provide a way; just like how he did it for my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The last factor possibly stands at the fact that this could be my last long holiday back to Singapore; considering that I might start work this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, let all these factors be left at the feet of God. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys in Tassie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7351396429932713382?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7351396429932713382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7351396429932713382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7351396429932713382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7351396429932713382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/02/tassie-bound.html' title='Tassie bound'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7403847728822827300</id><published>2010-01-31T00:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:07:58.887+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurong Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts recently. This blog has come to a hiatus due to my return to Singapore. I mustn't associate its inactivity to the life of Singapore. Infact, my return to Singapore this time round has left alot of thoughts on me. Singapore has indeed become too tempting for me; a disturbance to my original plan. "Lord ... Are you speaking to me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every factor seems to point towards the direction of Tasmania. On contrary, every door and window that I know of has been seemingly close. Is God telling me to continue with my Masters. Infact, the idea of postphoning my studies this time round wasn't submitted to God in the first place until much later. In other words, I requested for early graduation and then told God my plan in prayer. Nevertheless, I have repented and ask God for this miracle. This miracle of opening up a door for me to stay on in Tasmania for the next 3 years at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you join me in prayer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a short update of my life in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started all during a buffet lunch with Eric, Serena, Sherry and Bernice. Sherry asked about the Jurong fish market and Serena exclaimed that she has never been there before and have always wanted to visit the place. Since, I have also never been that before, I decided I should organize a trip together. Sherry, Steph and I stayed over at Eric and Serena's place during one faithful friday night and made our way to Jurong fish market at 3am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we drove pass the guard house and enter into the premises, I could feel a sense of excitement surging in my heart as I smell the "fishy" aroma fringing in the air.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Approaching the fish market"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2Qwy1I5fLI/AAAAAAAABHI/eq5yxRsP7A0/s1600-h/23012010592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520700331654322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2Qwy1I5fLI/AAAAAAAABHI/eq5yxRsP7A0/s400/23012010592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Threadfin salmon.. anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwRpr7qaI/AAAAAAAABHA/D99f0myUir0/s1600-h/23012010593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520130321688994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwRpr7qaI/AAAAAAAABHA/D99f0myUir0/s400/23012010593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baskets of Leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwRMi9KRI/AAAAAAAABG4/PBTvcLD2XVE/s1600-h/23012010594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520122499410194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwRMi9KRI/AAAAAAAABG4/PBTvcLD2XVE/s400/23012010594.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Man packaging fish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwQsKvW1I/AAAAAAAABGw/sFC_PBHRdUA/s1600-h/23012010595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520113807907666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwQsKvW1I/AAAAAAAABGw/sFC_PBHRdUA/s400/23012010595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vannamei prawns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwQDId7PI/AAAAAAAABGo/3s81TNbaHTA/s1600-h/23012010596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520102792522994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwQDId7PI/AAAAAAAABGo/3s81TNbaHTA/s400/23012010596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graveyard of stingrays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwPh0ALWI/AAAAAAAABGg/_oakGfDYHEk/s1600-h/23012010597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432520093848317282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QwPh0ALWI/AAAAAAAABGg/_oakGfDYHEk/s400/23012010597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blur like sotong, hot like cuttlefish" hahahaha. I swear the first time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw an auntie wearing the t-shirt.. I thought she was trying to be funny. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvEw3zpsI/AAAAAAAABGY/fmt4TRkDGCE/s1600-h/23012010598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432518809400616642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvEw3zpsI/AAAAAAAABGY/fmt4TRkDGCE/s400/23012010598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eric-kor examining the crabs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvEEEywII/AAAAAAAABGQ/sGg8L0gO-nk/s1600-h/23012010599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432518797375488130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvEEEywII/AAAAAAAABGQ/sGg8L0gO-nk/s400/23012010599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Want to have a pinch of the pincers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvDneCAeI/AAAAAAAABGI/UpKXjTIUb28/s1600-h/23012010600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432518789696717282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvDneCAeI/AAAAAAAABGI/UpKXjTIUb28/s400/23012010600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sherry's basketful of crayfish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching home, we were wondering how to keep Sherry's crayfish as fresh as possible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought it will be good if we were to cook it and then freeze it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After steaming it, we decided we should try its taste.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after tasting... ....................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought it is a waste to keep it since it is so fresh.. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you should be able to guess the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvC0Iu14I/AAAAAAAABGA/AVfQi7TMnFw/s1600-h/23012010601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432518775917172610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvC0Iu14I/AAAAAAAABGA/AVfQi7TMnFw/s400/23012010601.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oooooo.. look at those succulent cray meat.. Can u resist it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvCV4vRfI/AAAAAAAABF4/HYDYHUovDgQ/s1600-h/23012010602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432518767797028338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2QvCV4vRfI/AAAAAAAABF4/HYDYHUovDgQ/s400/23012010602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of our Jurong Fish Market Tour...  &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7403847728822827300?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7403847728822827300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7403847728822827300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7403847728822827300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7403847728822827300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2010/01/jurong-fish-market.html' title='Jurong Fish Market'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/S2Qwy1I5fLI/AAAAAAAABHI/eq5yxRsP7A0/s72-c/23012010592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2444270382880726988</id><published>2009-12-12T23:54:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:25:31.555+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest of NZ photos</title><content type='html'>I am too lazy to post up my NZ pictures.. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You can view them from facebook account at: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=129936&amp;id=744774146&amp;l=805d590487&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Something to excite me.. I am finally going back to Singapore in 5 days time.. :) Yipee! SO... What I am going to do during the next 5 days would be to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Packed my luggage&lt;br /&gt;2) Buy whatever things I am asked to buy. i.e. Mum's cherries.&lt;br /&gt;3) Clean up my room &lt;br /&gt;4) Clean up the garden&lt;br /&gt;5) Show Joanne's family around Hobart for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph, Cheryl and I visited Salamanca today and guess who we saw..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edmund Chen, Xiangyun and their two children. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I saw this goodlooking man buying sausages from one of the stores and we were like hinting Cheryl about it. Suddenly, both of us wonder why the guy look so much like Edmund Chen. Behold, Xiangyun turned around and we were like shouting "Confirm". For a moment, our view seems starstruck.. The son turned around and looked straight into our eyes. I think he overheard our conversation. &lt;br /&gt;Cheryl was so funny.. She exclaimed aloud that this is her first time seeing celebs.. Hahhaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Steph and I bought 1 custard donut each and a large tub of leatherwood honey for Da gu.. We continue to walk around the market; hoping for a 2nd chance to be star-struck again. Hahhaa. The next minute, we saw Edmund and his son again. After 10minutes, we saw Xiangyun telling his son that she needs to find the toilet. Hahhaa. I looked at Cheryl and told her that this is her chance of helping a celeb by showing her the way to the toilet. Hahahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2444270382880726988?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2444270382880726988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2444270382880726988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2444270382880726988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2444270382880726988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/rest-of-nz-photos.html' title='Rest of NZ photos'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1586228735603340054</id><published>2009-12-11T15:01:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:27:51.192+11:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day at ChristChurch</title><content type='html'>I find it really hard to blog without a specific theme. I.e.  Usually such post end up being very random and uninteresting.  On top of that, I no longer feel free to blog about what I feel nowadays; &lt;strong&gt;constraint&lt;/strong&gt; is the word.&lt;br /&gt;    Perhaps I should just shut down this blog or privatise it. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. pardon me for the unchronological posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Zealand Botanic Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cosmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLLj3fheI/AAAAAAAABFw/f8hqC6hqMWU/s1600-h/DSCF3324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831626543039970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLLj3fheI/AAAAAAAABFw/f8hqC6hqMWU/s320/DSCF3324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cornflower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLK47-y1I/AAAAAAAABFo/I3S-WZaHZeA/s1600-h/DSCF3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831615019141970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLK47-y1I/AAAAAAAABFo/I3S-WZaHZeA/s320/DSCF3319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Rose Sculpture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLKWUwaeI/AAAAAAAABFg/BEv8Tz0Tbj0/s1600-h/DSCF3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831605727816162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLKWUwaeI/AAAAAAAABFg/BEv8Tz0Tbj0/s320/DSCF3318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses taken at the rose garden. Some of the rose hybrids were even older than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLJwAufNI/AAAAAAAABFY/_vM915RReao/s1600-h/DSCF3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831595443256530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLJwAufNI/AAAAAAAABFY/_vM915RReao/s320/DSCF3314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLJW_avEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/C1Wi7W72tTw/s1600-h/DSCF3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413831588726881346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLJW_avEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/C1Wi7W72tTw/s320/DSCF3311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHValE2SI/AAAAAAAABFI/qNwdxuO8pHY/s1600-h/DSCF3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827397802055970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHValE2SI/AAAAAAAABFI/qNwdxuO8pHY/s320/DSCF3310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama duck with her 2 ducklings.. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHU_UwDbI/AAAAAAAABFA/YvGVPGKg7Ck/s1600-h/DSCF3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827390485826994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHU_UwDbI/AAAAAAAABFA/YvGVPGKg7Ck/s320/DSCF3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little duckling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHUfVswdI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ilm-2XT_THo/s1600-h/DSCF3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827381899870674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHUfVswdI/AAAAAAAABE4/Ilm-2XT_THo/s320/DSCF3296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHT2EyAbI/AAAAAAAABEw/dRoc7vwDks0/s1600-h/DSCF3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827370823057842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHT2EyAbI/AAAAAAAABEw/dRoc7vwDks0/s320/DSCF3291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this library was pretty interesting... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHS7yuKiI/AAAAAAAABEo/Df5nPYgZLI0/s1600-h/DSCF3287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413827355178052130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHHS7yuKiI/AAAAAAAABEo/Df5nPYgZLI0/s320/DSCF3287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our brekky at one of the finest breakfast restaurant in Christchurch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching it, we realized that the price was abit too high for our budget trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph, Me and Lester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGLOocryI/AAAAAAAABEY/3uhJuMnYoMQ/s1600-h/DSCF3279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826123284655906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGLOocryI/AAAAAAAABEY/3uhJuMnYoMQ/s320/DSCF3279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June and Joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGKniAwHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/LtmvLjQqkF8/s1600-h/DSCF3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826112788676722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGKniAwHI/AAAAAAAABEQ/LtmvLjQqkF8/s320/DSCF3278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My berri-licious smoothie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGKNAgqYI/AAAAAAAABEI/_m6ji82840M/s1600-h/DSCF3276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826105668839810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGKNAgqYI/AAAAAAAABEI/_m6ji82840M/s320/DSCF3276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Large,white, soft and fluffy pancakes that we ordered to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. it was a budget breakfast at a fine restaurant. "*Bo Bian" Students mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGJva1jnI/AAAAAAAABEA/vidxcSWgM10/s1600-h/DSCF3281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413826097726197362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHGJva1jnI/AAAAAAAABEA/vidxcSWgM10/s320/DSCF3281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bo bian= Hokkien word for not having a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all for now.. Will post more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1586228735603340054?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1586228735603340054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1586228735603340054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1586228735603340054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1586228735603340054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/1st-day-at-christchurch.html' title='1st Day at ChristChurch'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SyHLLj3fheI/AAAAAAAABFw/f8hqC6hqMWU/s72-c/DSCF3324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7189956534545123258</id><published>2009-12-09T01:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:04:32.427+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Experience at Tassal new hatchery (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my previous post on the work experience at Russell Falls &lt;a href="http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-work-experience.html"&gt;http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-work-experience.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well .. if you do.. then you probably remember those eggs that I have worked with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well.. I was really happy to find out that they have grown into such amazing juvenile salmon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos of the juvenile fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5ihZvHKiI/AAAAAAAABD4/Kw9PYD21S7I/s1600-h/DSCF3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872128129608226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5ihZvHKiI/AAAAAAAABD4/Kw9PYD21S7I/s400/DSCF3216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5igx3oUYI/AAAAAAAABDw/SwHOJnDGF4Y/s1600-h/DSCF3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872117427917186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5igx3oUYI/AAAAAAAABDw/SwHOJnDGF4Y/s400/DSCF3219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5igdojazI/AAAAAAAABDo/pcr8zTfRz7g/s1600-h/DSCF3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872111995972402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5igdojazI/AAAAAAAABDo/pcr8zTfRz7g/s400/DSCF3220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaa.. Hope you find them interesting just like I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7189956534545123258?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7189956534545123258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7189956534545123258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7189956534545123258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7189956534545123258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-experience-at-tassal-new-hatchery.html' title='Work Experience at Tassal new hatchery (Part 4)'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5ihZvHKiI/AAAAAAAABD4/Kw9PYD21S7I/s72-c/DSCF3216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8134437088295742834</id><published>2009-12-09T01:07:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:20:46.451+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Experience at Tassal's new hatchery (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys. I have decided to delete part of post of what might seems confidential.. But seriously, most of it are common textbook knowledge or patented products by manufacturers and thus should not pose too much of a threat. Hope you will still enjoy it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8134437088295742834?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8134437088295742834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8134437088295742834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8134437088295742834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8134437088295742834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-experience-at-tassals-new-hatchery_6895.html' title='Work Experience at Tassal&apos;s new hatchery (Part 3)'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3473660807526522325</id><published>2009-12-09T00:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:52:06.294+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Experience at Tassal's new hatchery (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a picture of the microparticulate pellet feed used for feeding the salmon frys during their first feeding period. It is pretty much like powder food if you would like to put it that way. The salmon fry uses their chemo-senses to detect the pellets and will be required to start feeding within a certain period of time after they have exhaust their yolk sac supply. Any fish that fails to do so within that window period will enter into the "point of no-return" and will eventually die off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bOF13HJI/AAAAAAAABC4/aDqM33-Y6WM/s1600-h/DSCF3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412864099790298258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bOF13HJI/AAAAAAAABC4/aDqM33-Y6WM/s400/DSCF3238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bN0PiXgI/AAAAAAAABCw/idYn6xhYO3g/s1600-h/DSCF3242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412864095066152450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bN0PiXgI/AAAAAAAABCw/idYn6xhYO3g/s400/DSCF3242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bM6cIyjI/AAAAAAAABCo/ACp186uD1KA/s1600-h/DSCF3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412864079549745714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bM6cIyjI/AAAAAAAABCo/ACp186uD1KA/s400/DSCF3243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bMcFGLWI/AAAAAAAABCg/p5L-MehBzh0/s1600-h/DSCF3247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412864071400041826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bMcFGLWI/AAAAAAAABCg/p5L-MehBzh0/s400/DSCF3247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bL4jmxWI/AAAAAAAABCY/z5acKKMHpBE/s1600-h/DSCF3249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412864061864330594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bL4jmxWI/AAAAAAAABCY/z5acKKMHpBE/s400/DSCF3249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3473660807526522325?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3473660807526522325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3473660807526522325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3473660807526522325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3473660807526522325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-experience-at-tassals-new-hatchery_09.html' title='Work Experience at Tassal&apos;s new hatchery (Part 2)'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5bOF13HJI/AAAAAAAABC4/aDqM33-Y6WM/s72-c/DSCF3238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8734566002422976105</id><published>2009-12-08T23:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:09:09.569+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Experience at Tassal's new hatchery (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I should post something on my work experience at Tassal's new hatchery at Ranelagh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, I am very grateful to be given this job at such a short notice to the company. Once again, Tassal has been really gracious and kind enough to offer me a work experience at their new hatchery for a proposed short period of time (had to get ready for my NZ trip).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have decided to post various parts of my work experience in a series of posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The salmon frys are kept in drawer-like compartments that allow them to be kept in high density over a given surface area; pretty much like our HDB in Singapore. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5R0m8Y2jI/AAAAAAAABCQ/sBxBVMw6PhE/s1600-h/DSCF3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412853766394796594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5R0m8Y2jI/AAAAAAAABCQ/sBxBVMw6PhE/s400/DSCF3256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some facts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you know that it takes approximately 3 months for the salmon fry to hatch from its egg (This is greatly dependent on the temperature of the water; thus the age of the eggs are measured in degree days. And a salmon fry is able to take pellet food immediately and does not require weaning from live food (rotifers, daphinas). This allows farmers to grow them much easier; saving the hassle of having to culture other microplankton food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8734566002422976105?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8734566002422976105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8734566002422976105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8734566002422976105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8734566002422976105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-experience-at-tassals-new-hatchery.html' title='Work Experience at Tassal&apos;s new hatchery (Part 1)'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sx5R0m8Y2jI/AAAAAAAABCQ/sBxBVMw6PhE/s72-c/DSCF3256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-9017321710180249082</id><published>2009-11-19T21:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:47:35.923+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Anemones Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out that anemones can be nice as floating flower deco.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty isn't it.!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SwUcqxnUyZI/AAAAAAAABBo/bpI81bBPrv8/s1600/DSCF3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758448926509458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SwUcqxnUyZI/AAAAAAAABBo/bpI81bBPrv8/s400/DSCF3199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SwUcqjkRpzI/AAAAAAAABBg/j87rcdAfxyo/s1600/DSCF3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405758445155624754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SwUcqjkRpzI/AAAAAAAABBg/j87rcdAfxyo/s400/DSCF3203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It became a dining table deco for us. Occasionally I replace it with other kinds of flowers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying a good meal with fancy table settings really bring up the whole atmosphere.  Wootz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-9017321710180249082?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/9017321710180249082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=9017321710180249082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9017321710180249082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9017321710180249082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/11/anemones-again.html' title='Anemones Again'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SwUcqxnUyZI/AAAAAAAABBo/bpI81bBPrv8/s72-c/DSCF3199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6079238175474938042</id><published>2009-11-02T21:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:01:41.869+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>Steph wanted to me to draw up some birds drawings for her Biology project.. And since, I was having my holiday (yeah.. Exams are over!!!) I decided to give it a try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presenting to you a pair of Blue Fairy Wren..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452830076105650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61vc4p87I/AAAAAAAABAw/W6kM7RZjVwE/s400/DSCF3166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcoming the lady..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452839974402674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61wBwl-nI/AAAAAAAABBA/G1J9-joPuw8/s400/DSCF3168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Narcistic......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452832668202530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61vmiqNiI/AAAAAAAABA4/y4kzGtUe1fc/s400/DSCF3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pied Currawong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452857147770274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61xBvCxaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/VhWXlkouJeY/s400/DSCF3173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bronze Wing Pigeon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399452849788330930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61wmUao7I/AAAAAAAABBI/zg0avfsFeWg/s400/DSCF3170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Gang (not drawn according to scale).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399453223714731906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su62GXTat4I/AAAAAAAABBY/sM56GyITZNs/s400/DSCF3175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of good news to share. I have been offered work experience by Tassal. :) Will be working for the next couple of weeks before I hit NZ and Brissie.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6079238175474938042?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6079238175474938042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6079238175474938042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6079238175474938042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6079238175474938042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/11/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Su61vc4p87I/AAAAAAAABAw/W6kM7RZjVwE/s72-c/DSCF3166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2959292915063690100</id><published>2009-10-27T21:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:44:05.893+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The end!</title><content type='html'>Woosh..!! The exams are finally over..!!!!Score 1..  I didn't finish all the papers on time.. Major penalty.. !! Haiz..... Nevertheless, it was a major relief for all the exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this morning looking at one of the potential house that I have been eyeing to lease for next year. One Chinese Word "Zheng"... The architecture was absolutely gorgeous... the interior design and layout were fantastic. Each room comes with it own private bathroom. How cool can that get.. !! Its walking distance to the Uni.. The house is fully re-furbished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only drawbacks are:&lt;br /&gt;1) There are 6 rooms in the house.. which means we will need to find 6 people; not mentioning 6 people that you can get along with.. (Faintz)&lt;br /&gt;2) The rent is rather costly.. (though reasonable considering what you get).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Major dilemma..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoke Chye sent me the drawing that I drew on his tablet a few weeks ago. :) Hahaha..  Not too bad for free hand drawing isn't it!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SubNmTncUlI/AAAAAAAABAo/mFGdKmhHKyc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397227261434548818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SubNmTncUlI/AAAAAAAABAo/mFGdKmhHKyc/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7172030-2959292915063690100?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2959292915063690100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2959292915063690100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2959292915063690100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2959292915063690100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/10/end.html' title='The end!'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SubNmTncUlI/AAAAAAAABAo/mFGdKmhHKyc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3758946830233747544</id><published>2009-10-20T18:42:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:29:03.454+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a spark of an eye...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will soon be OVER with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have brought me pain, and sad times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet..... I cherish you for the things you have taught me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You made up a portion of my life; filled it with colours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Red, Black and white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got me excited and told me to start it all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wonder....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's the meaning of all these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I feel like running.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Far... .Away....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time round I am settled... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Determined for it to be over.. (at least for the next couple of years)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for giving a chance to prove &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my understanding..........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon I'm over..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3758946830233747544?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3758946830233747544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3758946830233747544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3758946830233747544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3758946830233747544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5122222784677339075</id><published>2009-10-16T11:38:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:03:50.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulip Festiv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My housemates, one of their friends and I made our way to Launceston last Friday to join the Singapore Students Association on their voyage to the Wynyard Tulip Festival... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We reached Launceston at approximately 7.15pm (Left Hobart at 4.30pm). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went straight to 'Prickly Cactus' a Mexican restaurant that serves fantastic food.. (It's seriously good). It was great having Yoke Chye, Linda, Er Li and Nic with us.. Thanks guys for making the effort to have dinner with us. * Make us feel like superstar la. hahahaa.. (Superstar from Hobart. -.-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our night at Yoke Chye and Linda's place.. Once again.. They were really great host... I shan't put in details what they do for us.. just incase you guys expect them to do the same for everyone else.. hahahaa. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also many thanks to the Virly and her housemates for availing their house to allow my housemates and her friend for 2 nights.. You guys are awesome and have demonstrated the passion and spirit of International students in Launnie. (I always sense the diff between the two; do you?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Early next morning, we left for the tulip trip at &lt;strong&gt;Wynyard..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photo courtesy of Yoke Chye:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Steph and myself)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfF9tIYTqI/AAAAAAAABAg/mjni5nPmc5w/s1600-h/steph_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392996742676893346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfF9tIYTqI/AAAAAAAABAg/mjni5nPmc5w/s400/steph_me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had approximately 120 people for the trip; 2 bus load and 2 car that is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfF9QTa4jI/AAAAAAAABAY/jJJmNz--xUA/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392996734938571314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfF9QTa4jI/AAAAAAAABAY/jJJmNz--xUA/s400/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo taken by Er Li using mui camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Joanne and I doing the matrix thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCv38ujCI/AAAAAAAAA_o/70Fbe_kDYVA/s1600-h/DSCF3148+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993206527757346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCv38ujCI/AAAAAAAAA_o/70Fbe_kDYVA/s400/DSCF3148+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Totem" of Wynyard -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCvJPyWiI/AAAAAAAAA_g/1VHcPNmnR5c/s1600-h/DSCF3143+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993193991232034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCvJPyWiI/AAAAAAAAA_g/1VHcPNmnR5c/s400/DSCF3143+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahaa. I like this photo very much..&lt;br /&gt;Er li took this photo and told me.. "Hei Ma Wang Zhi".. Thanks ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCusY8dFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Z2CCnmq8yig/s1600-h/DSCF3141+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993186245014610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCusY8dFI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Z2CCnmq8yig/s400/DSCF3141+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulip Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCt4aZSRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kkRv5kn-sPo/s1600-h/DSCF3119+-+Copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993172292454674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCt4aZSRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kkRv5kn-sPo/s400/DSCF3119+-+Copy+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo courtesy of Yoke Chye:&lt;br /&gt;Once again.. a very nice photo of us from Hobart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCtfW4l-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/0xkXd--3l0s/s1600-h/DSCF0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993165566842850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfCtfW4l-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/0xkXd--3l0s/s400/DSCF0682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended the farmer's market in the morning &gt; proceed to the tulip farm &gt; made our way back to the festival market &gt; proceed to the park for BBQ dinner &gt; made our way back to the festival place for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos courtesy of Yoke Chye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDV4-HG9I/AAAAAAAABAQ/zlL_-0vwFPw/s1600-h/fireworks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993859637025746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDV4-HG9I/AAAAAAAABAQ/zlL_-0vwFPw/s400/fireworks4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDVEnzDfI/AAAAAAAABAI/g1CyU6t1BaU/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993845584793074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDVEnzDfI/AAAAAAAABAI/g1CyU6t1BaU/s400/fireworks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDUpFMXkI/AAAAAAAABAA/ncX7lqMmJfA/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993838191894082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDUpFMXkI/AAAAAAAABAA/ncX7lqMmJfA/s400/fireworks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392993830132551522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfDULDsj2I/AAAAAAAAA_4/Unins5beQMg/s400/firework3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, you should have guessed that Yoke Chye is a professional photographer. His camera 'machiam' some freaking cannon like that.. . .Seriously.. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well done Yoke Chye!! On organizing such a wonderful trip.. You have indeed risen the flag of SSA... : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a side note.. I will be having my first paper tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;followed by a series of exam papers till the 26th of October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Than I am done.. :) SO exciting..&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to work for Tassal after my exams.. But have not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;received any replies from them yet. Anyway, I have prayed and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be happy to do some other meaningful stuff if God so decide that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shall have a proper break after my exams. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/7172030-5122222784677339075?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5122222784677339075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5122222784677339075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5122222784677339075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5122222784677339075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/10/gay-land.html' title='Tulip Festiv'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/StfF9tIYTqI/AAAAAAAABAg/mjni5nPmc5w/s72-c/steph_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3294744357417057686</id><published>2009-10-02T12:26:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:50:03.395+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our OCF connect group held a mooncake appreciation session (instead of mid-autumn festival cause its Spring over here in the Southern hemisphere) cum "pot-bless" (cause we believe in the blessings of God instead of pure luck) at my place last Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I made "Cheng Tng" and "Snowskin mooncakes" for our guests.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Karen for bringing the mooncake premix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guests were blown away by the mooncakes and "Cheng Tng" and we had a wonderful time fellowshipping with one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmBYtIpiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/04aZPC51-sI/s1600-h/DSCF3090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387824703216330274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmBYtIpiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/04aZPC51-sI/s400/DSCF3090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmA2c4bFI/AAAAAAAAA-4/T6b-K1EeOPY/s1600-h/DSCF3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387824694021352530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmA2c4bFI/AAAAAAAAA-4/T6b-K1EeOPY/s400/DSCF3091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presenting to you the "Awesome OCF connect group"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmAFHopHI/AAAAAAAAA-w/2Lnc00_XjMY/s1600-h/connectgrp_mooncake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387824680778900594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmAFHopHI/AAAAAAAAA-w/2Lnc00_XjMY/s400/connectgrp_mooncake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tata... God bless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3294744357417057686?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3294744357417057686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3294744357417057686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3294744357417057686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3294744357417057686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/10/mooncake-appreciation.html' title='Mooncake appreciation'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsVmBYtIpiI/AAAAAAAAA_A/04aZPC51-sI/s72-c/DSCF3090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7009464285680411982</id><published>2009-10-01T10:01:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:51:17.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl and her pansy</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to my favourite cousin (sorry to the rest; you are not too far behind). :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Thank you for the fun times we had as a kid. Remember "Crystal Palace", "Defenders"? Hahaha.. All our skills and tactics were designed against your *evil "ahem", who was so conveniently deemed as the villain of our story. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how you always hide in the wardrobe and cry whenever you feel upset; twice in Da gu's wardrobe and once in Ah ma's wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  How quickly time flies!!! It was fun having you around during my choir trip to Perth. Its amazing how well you mixed along with the guys and blended in with us within a short time. Fancy this shy little girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I think of all my trips, the US trip with your family was one of the most enjoyable one. What a privilege!!! Remember how we collected the pansy along the streets outside Disney, Anaheim and pressed them between the Daily Bread booklet to make flower pressed??? Oh well.. This flower had triggered my memories of our US trip whenever I see them. So.... in honour of you. I hereby dedicate this photo to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsPyKwJH6SI/AAAAAAAAA-o/TYUXWIHIskI/s1600-h/DSCF3089.JPG"&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/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsPyKwJH6SI/AAAAAAAAA-o/TYUXWIHIskI/s400/DSCF3089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387415845801027874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was grown from a seed... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7009464285680411982?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7009464285680411982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7009464285680411982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7009464285680411982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7009464285680411982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-post-is-dedicated-to-my-favourite.html' title='The girl and her pansy'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SsPyKwJH6SI/AAAAAAAAA-o/TYUXWIHIskI/s72-c/DSCF3089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-87428931738953228</id><published>2009-09-30T00:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:10:47.562+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Girl</title><content type='html'>Even a 2-year old girl knows how to sing praises to the Lord.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MS93Q4jQAO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MS93Q4jQAO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-87428931738953228?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/87428931738953228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=87428931738953228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/87428931738953228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/87428931738953228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/amazing-girl.html' title='Amazing Girl'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5652166487777119312</id><published>2009-09-26T00:39:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:02:03.155+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good company</title><content type='html'>The "Ups and Downs" of each individual lives; also known as the "Valley and Peak" seasons are indeed a typical pattern of what everyone in this world goes through. In order to reach a mountain peak, one would be required to go through a season of valley period. This valley can be deep or shallow and has no correlation with the height of the upcoming peak that you are going through. You might undergo a deep valley period (signify the duration and intensity of dryness and difficulties in life) and yet faces a short-lived season of peak experiences (signify the duration and intensity of an abundance and blessful life). The vice-versa could happen.&lt;br /&gt;Metamorphically, this makes good sense as no one is guaranteed with a high mountan peak after going through a deep valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the peak times, yet I understand that without the valley period, I will never get to fully appreciate the Lord's goodness to me. It is during times like this that I realize that I was never alone and that He was walking through the valley with me. It may be hard, but I have good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 more month to the end of my last paper. The exam timetable was announced today. My last paper falls on the 26th of October. I am hoping to arrange for work at the salmon farm again; this time round at the new hatchery. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My statistic test results came out yesterday. Despite of the fact that I thought I was going to fail, the Lord performed a miracle. Seriously.. I was "tikaming' the answers of those questions that I am unsure of without even looking at the choices during the last 5 minutes. I just prayed and asked the Lord to direct me in choosing the right answers. I got a distinction for it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Disclaimer: Not meant for children or ignorant adults who think they might do well without putting in their own share of effort. I practised for 1 week ok!!!! Despite of the fact that I still couldn't solve the questions during the test. :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-5652166487777119312?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5652166487777119312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5652166487777119312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5652166487777119312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5652166487777119312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-company.html' title='Good company'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1617861606170495833</id><published>2009-09-23T22:29:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:03:42.960+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitez</title><content type='html'>It's good to be doing something which you enjoy doing. This week has been a pretty fulfilling week or should I say purposeful. Steph and I will be singing for the Overseas Christian Fellowship (OCF) service during Friday (Next time when I mention OCF, you get what i mean ah). On top of that, our worship coordinator, Sarah, wrote and requested for us to fill in as vocals for this sunday's service. I was abit reluctant at first as Stephy has quite a number of assignments to handle this week. Eventually, we decided to grasp hold of the opportunity to serve God this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Nevertheless, I can't help but to complain about how hectic this week is going to be (Though all in the name of Fun). OFC will be holding the International Students Services (ISS) this weekend and the venue is at Grace church (which is the church that Steph and I attend basically). It is their way of saying thanks and showing their appreciation to local churches in Hobart for their continual support to OCF. I am involved in a mini skit (acting as a shop keeper in a Korean shop) which is pretty much pre-recorded into a video. The recording will be conducted this Saturday morning. On top of that, we will be holding a moon cake appreciation session at our place this Saturday for our bible study group. This means I will need to make the snowskin mooncakes on Saturday afternoon; do grocery shopping for next week and be involved with the video recording all on the same day!!! The pastors has invited quite a number of us from OCF to their place for dinner this Sunday evening. I am so looking forward to it as I have been told that their house is literally next to the beach. We will be having a BBQ~~ Aussie style I suppose.  Oh gosh.. I better get my assignment which is due for next week done by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Oh yah.. Stephy's phone broke down and now she is "phoneless". I went to the Nokia care shop today and was told that her phone is not under warranty in Australia and that it will probably cost her more to repair the phone than for her to get a new cheap one. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.. Did I mentioned? I won a one-year supply of Free Original Tim-Tam biscuits..&lt;br /&gt;Though my favourite are still the Pepperridge Farm biscuits.... Alright.. If you guys are interested in Tim-Tam's... YOU NEED TO EAT "Tim Tam Double Coat".. Its the nicest, most velvety, thick chocolate biscuits that I've eaten. (Possibly the highest in calories too.. Haiz.. You need to pay a price for it u know??!) SIN... ... stands for "Start Indulging now" which basically relates to indulgence... SO you better dun indulge too much.. It's sinful for your body.. Hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap!!! What am I talking about?? But basically.... If I open a cafe, I will create a signature chocolate dessert which I will name it as SIN.. Get it??? Alright.. .. something to disclose about myself again... I have the vision of opening a Cafe since at the age of 20.. Seriously.... it was one of the vision which I believe God has given to me during my journey to church during weekdays. Remember the coffeeshop that is located diagonally to Calvary??? Oh well.. I always notice the insignificant crowd in the coffeeshop and felt that something could be done to it.. Perhaps, have my cafe setup there or what....I even thought of a name for it.... "CCC" Calvary Cafe Corner. (The shop is located in a corner mah!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..  enough of my disclosure.. :P Back to my assignments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1617861606170495833?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1617861606170495833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1617861606170495833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1617861606170495833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1617861606170495833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/excitez.html' title='Excitez'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6373563422630224937</id><published>2009-09-23T00:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:20:21.549+10:00</updated><title type='text'>And It Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear Karen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;              Thanks for bringing all the gifts and prezzies during the trip! It has been a wonderful time having you girls around. I would imagine myself spending my semester break mugging under assignments and test revisions if not for you gals. Thanks for giving me a meaningful... semester break! Thanks for all the wonderful fun and laughter.. !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As promised, here's the photo of the tulip that has bloomed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Srjk1EStXBI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YW_VV_oR50o/s1600-h/DSCF3075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384304954857839634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Srjk1EStXBI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YW_VV_oR50o/s400/DSCF3075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&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/7172030-6373563422630224937?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6373563422630224937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6373563422630224937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6373563422630224937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6373563422630224937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-it-blooms.html' title='And It Blooms'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Srjk1EStXBI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YW_VV_oR50o/s72-c/DSCF3075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7466430938466546262</id><published>2009-09-20T16:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:06:50.415+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring is full of surprises and you could do nothing but to love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrXR0UjtRcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2AAeYWlXIsQ/s1600-h/DSCF3063+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383439626393175490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrXR0UjtRcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2AAeYWlXIsQ/s400/DSCF3063+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I discovered that I have hanged my clothes in running colours sub-consciously after washing them. From Black &gt; Grey &gt; White and in shades of green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, I have inevitably fallen in love with tones of black, grey and white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its my new colour scheme and had kept me rather warm during winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go figure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 more month to the finals and I will be officially liberated from studying.....!!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that so?... I seriously hope so.. Unless the Holy Spirit prompts me otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmmmmmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7466430938466546262?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7466430938466546262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7466430938466546262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7466430938466546262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7466430938466546262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-spring.html' title='Loving Spring'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrXR0UjtRcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2AAeYWlXIsQ/s72-c/DSCF3063+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7669579565202404953</id><published>2009-09-18T23:03:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:34:39.598+10:00</updated><title type='text'>As winter passes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally found the chance to blog again after such a long hiatus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks had been a nightmare to me; with 7 assignments/tests in 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To provide you with a break down of what I had after Karen and her friends left:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IELTS test Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Statistics test and International marketing on &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strategic management assignment worth 40% on Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Organizational behaviour test on Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;International marketing assignment presentation, Organisational behaviour assignment AND International Marketing assignment on &lt;strong&gt;Friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God!! Its over!!! I am now left with 6 assignments/tests for the rest of the semester and 3 exams and I will be done with my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD NEWS!! &lt;/strong&gt;God has been really good to me.. I have scored an IELTS overall score of 8 out of 9 points. The fact lies not in the good results, but the very fact that God has given me such good results despite the little preparation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I had the IELTS test the next day after Karen and friends left) &lt;strong&gt;Glory To God!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to my garden; it has been in some feisty actions recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tulip that was due to bloom in October was already budding during Karen's visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had planted the tulip deliberately for Karen and was hopping that it will bloom during her visit. You could see that the tulip was trying its best to bloom in time for Karen's visit. During the last two days of Karen's visit, a slight tinge of pink was revealed under the developing petals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though Karen did not managed to see it bloom on time.. I am proud of its achievement.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright.. Karen... Here's the dedication to you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tulip with the anemones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQUyYkB4I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cQT2jjLKl9s/s1600-h/DSCF3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382804666434455426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQUyYkB4I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cQT2jjLKl9s/s400/DSCF3062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQUaLNYgI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Zh-GDwMsBV0/s1600-h/DSCF3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382804659935994370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQUaLNYgI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Zh-GDwMsBV0/s400/DSCF3057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQT1GMDqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/21LmqZXfotw/s1600-h/DSCF3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382804649982824098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQT1GMDqI/AAAAAAAAA-A/21LmqZXfotw/s400/DSCF3052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQTVDa33I/AAAAAAAAA94/fbqJmNpzRpg/s1600-h/DSCF3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382804641381277554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQTVDa33I/AAAAAAAAA94/fbqJmNpzRpg/s400/DSCF3050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anemones. :)&lt;br /&gt;I will like to dedicate this flowers to my "Da gu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQS7mwkYI/AAAAAAAAA9w/sM_Nw0kkV0o/s1600-h/DSCF3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382804634550178178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQS7mwkYI/AAAAAAAAA9w/sM_Nw0kkV0o/s400/DSCF3048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to love the anemones.. They are so beautifully elaborated; each petal and anther.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to plant more of them next year. More colours this time round perhaps. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-7669579565202404953?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7669579565202404953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7669579565202404953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7669579565202404953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7669579565202404953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-winter-passes.html' title='As winter passes'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SrOQUyYkB4I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/cQT2jjLKl9s/s72-c/DSCF3062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6413688312167470488</id><published>2009-09-07T20:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:29:34.035+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SG Buzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were very privileged to have Hossan Leong with us during SG buzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG buzz was an event organized by the overseasingaporean organization in Hobart and Brisbane which took place 2 weeks ago. I was really excited about the whole thing after being deprived from Singapore Theatre Musicals. Hossan was a quick and efficient dose of it.. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He got us laughing out so hard..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqTeL8NFO4I/AAAAAAAAA9o/dDItLmcnaQ0/s1600-h/DSCF3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378668151708138370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqTeL8NFO4I/AAAAAAAAA9o/dDItLmcnaQ0/s400/DSCF3042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have decided to help him advertise his latest show in my blog.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Featuring &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Hossan Leong Show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1-11 October 2009, Drama Centre, National Library  Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I confirm will go la if I am back in Singapore..Haiz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So guys.. What are u waiting for...??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6413688312167470488?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6413688312167470488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6413688312167470488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6413688312167470488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6413688312167470488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/sg-buzz.html' title='SG Buzz'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqTeL8NFO4I/AAAAAAAAA9o/dDItLmcnaQ0/s72-c/DSCF3042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3967656987390354804</id><published>2009-09-06T23:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:22:25.408+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who endured through the 2 yrs of hardship with me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I apologize for the pain I have caused you initially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, you left an on-going gift for me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which will always remind me of our friendship as long as the plant exists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevertheless, even if it fades away one day. Our friendship remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqO1mv6EnQI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A8ljNPaTc5Q/s1600-h/DSCF3035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378342057310199042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqO1mv6EnQI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A8ljNPaTc5Q/s400/DSCF3035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has bloomed under my TLC.. ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Producing a sweet fragrant in my house.&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/7172030-3967656987390354804?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3967656987390354804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3967656987390354804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3967656987390354804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3967656987390354804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqO1mv6EnQI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A8ljNPaTc5Q/s72-c/DSCF3035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-156600265151270366</id><published>2009-09-04T15:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:22:21.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling it near</title><content type='html'>After all the "hoohaa" about snowskin mooncakes during OCF connect group meeting; Steph and I couldn't resist the &lt;strong&gt;Mango Sago with pomelo snowskin mooncake&lt;/strong&gt; that was for sale in the Chinese Emporium, Moonah. Though the price was abit exaggerated, it was still within our budget to treat ourself to such delicacy. Afterall, how often would you get to see snowskin mooncakes of such variety? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377475823357952322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqChxS-AgUI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/XjzxbsONUOI/s400/DSCF3034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our verdict is.. ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our next attempt: &lt;/strong&gt;to make homemade snowskin mooncakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-156600265151270366?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/156600265151270366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=156600265151270366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/156600265151270366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/156600265151270366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-it-near.html' title='Feeling it near'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SqChxS-AgUI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/XjzxbsONUOI/s72-c/DSCF3034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8907963260333835003</id><published>2009-08-25T21:00:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:42:39.795+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded Cataract</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I made our maiden trip (alright..... my maiden trip.) back to Launceston 2 weeks ago for Bernice's and Sherry's convocation ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373859237629250066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPIgTPXyhI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/tp7yIL9YF14/s400/graduation_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful experience seeing my dear fellow housemates graduating. As a matter of fact, it did bring back some memories of not so distant ago (oh well.. I just graduated last year).&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful lunch together with our friends, Bernice's family and Sherry's mum at the foodhall.  It was nice catching up with Andrea (International Students Adviser) too and was recommended by her to visit the Cataract Gorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I picked up Joanne from her place and made our way to the gorge. The journey alone itself was amazing. Never had I experienced such traffic jam in Launceston before. The way up the hill was a 'climb' as we finally made our way up. The two-way traffic made it kind of interesting as exiting cars were passing their parking vouchers to entering cars.  I was pretty delighted as I get to save up on parking fee that day. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I continue to elaborate on my story.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you remember the serenity of Cataract Gorge??? &lt;/strong&gt;(featured in Feb 2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Here's a picture to recall your senses.&lt;br /&gt;(Take note of the tree branches on the left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373857123970592482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPGlRP4LuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/-EeRzXo5mqA/s400/DSCF0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the awesome sight we experienced that day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373855633547400418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFOg_TFOI/AAAAAAAAA84/0ZxYuP756dY/s400/P1020432+copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Son: &lt;/strong&gt;"Daddy! Daddy! I will like to go to the playground".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: &lt;/strong&gt;"I'm afraid not...... son...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373855644947715074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFPLdWFAI/AAAAAAAAA9A/iVDrLg_6Pgc/s400/P1020433+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFOHvXWNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qDtfIwW4iu4/s1600-h/P1020431+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373855626769684690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFOHvXWNI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qDtfIwW4iu4/s400/P1020431+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFNYOzI_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/UTzRC1Ai-FA/s1600-h/P1020430+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373855614016627698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFNYOzI_I/AAAAAAAAA8o/UTzRC1Ai-FA/s400/P1020430+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFM95dzfI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XJv9QHZ77yo/s1600-h/P1020428+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373855606947827186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPFM95dzfI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XJv9QHZ77yo/s400/P1020428+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would have imagined the locals looking very distraught and upset that their beautiful gorge has been destroyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Interestingly, most of them were chirping away, taking pictures and bringing their kids and dogs to this "wild wild wet".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  It was indeed a &lt;strong&gt;phenomena&lt;/strong&gt; to behold..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8907963260333835003?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8907963260333835003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8907963260333835003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8907963260333835003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8907963260333835003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/08/flooded-cataract.html' title='Flooded Cataract'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SpPIgTPXyhI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/tp7yIL9YF14/s72-c/graduation_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-963941327795713775</id><published>2009-08-21T16:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:16:02.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>3s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As each season passes; have you ever reflect on what you've accomplished through life's glances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time's so short, so intangible........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is of today might not be there tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were taught to keep our days occupied; the society our lecturer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hustling through what need to be done; the question is: when does it ever stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly..... Never !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a breath... !And enjoy the Creator's beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3s.........again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is He trying to remind us of something? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/So5FdRs2BqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7PWixpjPwA4/s1600-h/stbrigid+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372307774769596066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/So5FdRs2BqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7PWixpjPwA4/s400/stbrigid+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7172030-963941327795713775?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/963941327795713775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=963941327795713775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/963941327795713775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/963941327795713775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/08/3s.html' title='3s'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/So5FdRs2BqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7PWixpjPwA4/s72-c/stbrigid+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2212498276973464611</id><published>2009-08-04T16:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:59:41.197+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The stressful life has caught up with me once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 assignments this week, 2 tests next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think this course is simply ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make the matter worse, I've lost my motivation to study this semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blame it on the Final Semester Syndrome. (I am not sure where I heard this from)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, no excuse, I will just try my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, something interesting to show you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coinciding with the screening of Harry Potter and the half-blood prince currently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our tutor highlighted a pair of owls (mother and child) roosting on top of a nearby tree to our classroom. I was told that the baby owl seems matured enough to fly away and will soon leave its mother to begin its own life. I was fortunate enough to take a photo with both of them inside before the child flew away 2 days after this photo was taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SnfTqY55OcI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QSYtmELEa38/s1600-h/owls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365990206228478402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SnfTqY55OcI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QSYtmELEa38/s400/owls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There aren't much to see as owls are nocturnal creatures and possibly explain why their heads are tucked in. However, I managed to catch a glimpse of them turning their heads 360 degrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hootz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2212498276973464611?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2212498276973464611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2212498276973464611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2212498276973464611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2212498276973464611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/08/hootz.html' title='Hootz'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SnfTqY55OcI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QSYtmELEa38/s72-c/owls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3477444073378233757</id><published>2009-07-28T14:48:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:13:48.398+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow and blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 more weeks to welcome Spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, the daffodils have greeted me with their cheery yellow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the anemone with their optimistic blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presenting the big sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DvDJkfII/AAAAAAAAA8I/DcfoUJ5eZl8/s1600-h/1stsister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363369050567376002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DvDJkfII/AAAAAAAAA8I/DcfoUJ5eZl8/s400/1stsister.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DupprNTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8Fql66oSTO4/s1600-h/2ndsister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363369043722712370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DupprNTI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8Fql66oSTO4/s400/2ndsister.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the youngest sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DuDUc4EI/AAAAAAAAA74/aX75CZ4N06U/s1600-h/3rdsister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363369033433145410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DuDUc4EI/AAAAAAAAA74/aX75CZ4N06U/s400/3rdsister.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By now you must be thinking how come they are ranked in hierarchy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how do I know who comes first; especially when they all looked pretty much alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.. they bloomed in succesions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DtyifPAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3kEyqSSczfw/s1600-h/3sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363369028928617474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DtyifPAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3kEyqSSczfw/s400/3sisters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you "St Brigid Blue Anemone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;???????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait a minute, isn't it suppose to be blue..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well... it beats me too.. I can't figure out why it turns purple.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the first flower and I still can't explain why all of them are blooming during winter. It must be the hot house beside them that's giving off heat at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6Dtlnz1qI/AAAAAAAAA7o/W6kIlqhrDhA/s1600-h/stbrigidanemone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363369025461278370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6Dtlnz1qI/AAAAAAAAA7o/W6kIlqhrDhA/s400/stbrigidanemone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3477444073378233757?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3477444073378233757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3477444073378233757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3477444073378233757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3477444073378233757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/07/yellow-and-blue.html' title='Yellow and blue'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm6DvDJkfII/AAAAAAAAA8I/DcfoUJ5eZl8/s72-c/1stsister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1950435078551625167</id><published>2009-07-27T21:42:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:03:06.375+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Peas and beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing your own vegetables seriously cultivates one's patience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took me 4 months (March-July) to be able to see the fruit of my labour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as a matter of fact, they aren't ready to eat yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These snow peas were sowed in March in my little green house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During winter (June), I transferred them to my big green house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During that time, there was already one pea. YES... One pea growing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was hoping to give the snow pea plant some luxurious living condition, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, it didn't turn out the well I would like it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The big green house was blown down by the strong storm that strike Hobart a few weeks ago. The pea plant was left strandling on the ground, looking injured and pathetic when I came back from class. There was nothing much I could do, but to put the poor plant back into the fixed-up green house and said a prayer for it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Hahaha.. Yeah. I know it sounds funny to some of you, but there's the most I can do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363104558479774178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm2TLlV3EeI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CbXdegeTpJY/s400/snowpea1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the first pea that sprouted. Can you see the battle scar? LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363108368336065106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm2WpWKYklI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/7OUhdtn-xmI/s400/snowpea2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't grow this plant. According to my sister's classmate, this is Holland bean. Can you tell the difference between which is which if I have not mentioned it to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363108375468018370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm2WpwuxisI/AAAAAAAAA7g/OYdbHolLUKs/s400/hollandbean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1950435078551625167?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1950435078551625167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1950435078551625167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1950435078551625167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1950435078551625167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/07/peas-and-beans.html' title='Peas and beans'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sm2TLlV3EeI/AAAAAAAAA7A/CbXdegeTpJY/s72-c/snowpea1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1046628250838218083</id><published>2009-07-12T20:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:04:55.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gordan Dam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two days after June left, my friends from Launceston came over to Hobart for a visit. We had a wonderful time catching up with one another. Yoke Chye, Linda, Er Li and Cheng Ngai stayed over at my place for one night. The next day, Yoke Chye brought us to Gordan Dam.  It was a winding 2 hours drive and I simply had to thank Yoke Chye for his effort to bring us to this wonderful place even though he has been there before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The look from the dam itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6LC9wayI/AAAAAAAAA64/JLj-sD1WMK0/s1600-h/DSCF2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517930671139618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6LC9wayI/AAAAAAAAA64/JLj-sD1WMK0/s400/DSCF2961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking on the dam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6K6vwdQI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MRncF5jTa7k/s1600-h/DSCF2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517928464938242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6K6vwdQI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MRncF5jTa7k/s400/DSCF2967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dam (Sounds like some kind of movie title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6KQ2zjkI/AAAAAAAAA6o/IyTElGpwKqs/s1600-h/DSCF2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517917220212290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6KQ2zjkI/AAAAAAAAA6o/IyTElGpwKqs/s400/DSCF2971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er Li and I were discussing about the potential of this place being used for a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were discussing along this line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Zombies crawling from all over the mountains reaching for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Bad guys chasing you as you attempt to escape from their clutches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You running from one point to the other as the dam collapses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Godzilla breaking the dam as water gushes in (Er Li thought of this one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other fun part of the dam was the sound revibrations made when you shout across the dam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were clapping our hands, hitting the metal poles, screaming, making animal noises, shouting and singing.  I couldn't resist singing and belted out parts of "somewhere over the rainbow", "You raised me up" and "I dreamed a dream". Hahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No!!! Susan boyle didn't visit Gordan Dam.  Jonathan Boy did.. hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last look of the Gordan Dam.. Ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6KJy48lI/AAAAAAAAA6g/7aYIkDL6dnc/s1600-h/DSCF2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357517915324740178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6KJy48lI/AAAAAAAAA6g/7aYIkDL6dnc/s400/DSCF2974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the forest were submerged under water due to the flooding caused by the dam. The canopy of the trees appeared as some kind of island collectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-1046628250838218083?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1046628250838218083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1046628250838218083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1046628250838218083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1046628250838218083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/07/gordan-dam.html' title='Gordan Dam'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Slm6LC9wayI/AAAAAAAAA64/JLj-sD1WMK0/s72-c/DSCF2961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6048298671496530068</id><published>2009-07-12T20:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:16:31.421+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PTL for the results</title><content type='html'>I usually don't blog about my results, but I find this neccesary as I have promised to give God the glory. I recalled labouring through the past few months, wanting to give up on what I am studying as I simply have no pre-knowledge on business administrative subjects and doing a post-graduate course on it was not really a very good idea. To the point of desperation, I cried out to God and told Him that my results for this semester would clearly demonstrate that my results for all these years was a result of His faithfulness to me. People might say that Aquaculture is a course which I am interested in and have prior knowledge on it and thus was able to score well, and that perhaps I was simply regurgitating out all I have memorized for the exams. On the contrary, the business administration course was pretty much assignments-based and tested one's critical thinking abilities and project-planning skills.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I was in the verge of breaking down and was afraid of failing this course. Nevertheless, God granted me on what I asked and surprised me with high distinctions and distinctions for this semester. Glory to Him alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Not forgetting to thank Steph for helping me with the housework  during the period of time and to Cheryl for preparing dinner during my exam period. You are a great chef!!! Have confidence in yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6048298671496530068?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6048298671496530068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6048298671496530068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6048298671496530068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6048298671496530068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/07/ptl-for-results.html' title='PTL for the results'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8818327415751056782</id><published>2009-07-12T19:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:01:35.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsSZQJaOI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/z3BI90P6yu8/s1600-h/DSCF2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsR6BSy6I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mRzMA7TdQWg/s1600-h/DSCF2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the lack of updates. It has been a few busy weeks for me ever since I finished my work experience at the farm. Steph and I flew over to Melbourne to catch up with friends who came all the way from Singapore and Brisbane. We had wonderful 2 days in Melbourne, where most of the time were spent eating and "re-charging" our city life experience. (Tasmania is sky scrapers deprived). There were some random thoughts of moving over to Melbourne next year and after some financial calculation, the thought of it disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June and Leo came over to Tassie for 6 and 7 days respectively. We had a wonderful time singing, eating, joking and imagining Lester's presence in our midst. It really brought much smile to my face.  Most of the photos were taken with June's and Leo's camera. I only have photos of my birthday celebration. We went to this famous Greek Restaurant in Hobart, which probably serve one of the best food in Tasmania.  After dinner, we make our way to Mures for ice cream before heading home. Somehow I could sense that there was a birthday cake somewhere and behold when I open the fridge I saw the cake box in it. Not wanting to spoil their mood, I pretended nothing was seen and carried on with the normal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photo taken with Charismatic Leo and Talented June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so priviledge to stand between them la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsRYXBODI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gX-eE2Rp1hU/s1600-h/DSCF2955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357502646330669106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsRYXBODI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gX-eE2Rp1hU/s400/DSCF2955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken with my housemates and my 2 VIPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsRD6rq-I/AAAAAAAAA6A/k1L6K6V-ULc/s1600-h/DSCF2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357502640843107298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsRD6rq-I/AAAAAAAAA6A/k1L6K6V-ULc/s400/DSCF2953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicioso Chocolate Mud Cafe..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Cheryl and Steph for sharing the cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsQCRQ5vI/AAAAAAAAA54/1JeD6FP1aLE/s1600-h/DSCF2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357502623221081842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsQCRQ5vI/AAAAAAAAA54/1JeD6FP1aLE/s400/DSCF2948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my birthday celebration this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings along some thoughts on how fast each year passes, I was only celebrating my birthday at Whitsunday island last year.&lt;br /&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/7172030-8818327415751056782?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8818327415751056782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8818327415751056782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8818327415751056782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8818327415751056782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SlmsRYXBODI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gX-eE2Rp1hU/s72-c/DSCF2955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-9130282733075104110</id><published>2009-06-25T13:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:38:36.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember the batch of silver beet that I've grown previously?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. there are ready for harvest and I have eaten them. They taste really delicious especially when cooked with soup.  :) Yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkN81bWHbgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ePADIvQYyPk/s1600-h/DSCF2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351258039561711106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkN81bWHbgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ePADIvQYyPk/s400/DSCF2839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I find growing vegetables very rewarding. Clayton often "diaoz" me when I tell him about vegetable gardening. Hahahaa.. But its true what, its really rewarding; "you eat what you sow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLo-BIveaI/AAAAAAAAA5c/2lilpsfzpgg/s1600-h/DSCF2931+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351095459424205218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLo-BIveaI/AAAAAAAAA5c/2lilpsfzpgg/s400/DSCF2931+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this succulent leaf of silver beet.. Mama mia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351095464822616530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLo-VP0sdI/AAAAAAAAA5k/aHy_sTuAs-0/s400/DSCF2932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-9130282733075104110?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/9130282733075104110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=9130282733075104110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9130282733075104110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9130282733075104110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/remember-batch-of-silver-beet-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkN81bWHbgI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ePADIvQYyPk/s72-c/DSCF2839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4828240974624706539</id><published>2009-06-25T10:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:47:15.157+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Work Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday marks the end of my wonderful work experience at Russel falls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am totally overwhelmed by the Lord's goodness. I was offered a casual work right after my last paper, given the choice to work for 6 days so that I will have enough time to make preparation for Leo and June's visitation. The job was really interesting and I enjoyed the process of nurturing the salmon eggs. The people were superb and very friendly and most importantly of all,  funny.. Hahahaa. And I considered myself paid very well for the job. Infact, it is even higher than what I get during my work experience in Shellfish culture 2 yrs ago. (&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/strong&gt;: Not that shellfish culture is bad or anything. I enjoyed that work experience very  much too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To introduce the gang.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike, the hatchery manager&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This big guy is from Canada, Vancouver island)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSDSkz7lI/AAAAAAAAA5U/_imAbOSz60I/s1600-h/DSCF2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351070261237247570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSDSkz7lI/AAAAAAAAA5U/_imAbOSz60I/s400/DSCF2946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neil, the recirculation man aka the supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSC94RnBI/AAAAAAAAA5M/XI4ltxq3C-g/s1600-h/DSCF2945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351070255681739794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSC94RnBI/AAAAAAAAA5M/XI4ltxq3C-g/s400/DSCF2945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth (Left) and Wendy (right)&lt;br /&gt;These are two lovely ladies working along side with me. They make the job really interesting and funny. It would have been very dull without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSCp9G7JI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wagbIZhGYPM/s1600-h/DSCF2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351070250333301906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSCp9G7JI/AAAAAAAAA5E/wagbIZhGYPM/s400/DSCF2943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine, my favourite among the lot. She is very knowledgable and kind. She has this aura around her that makes you feel peaceful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRowNdZ3I/AAAAAAAAA48/wxIhYp0U66o/s1600-h/DSCF2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351069805335897970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRowNdZ3I/AAAAAAAAA48/wxIhYp0U66o/s400/DSCF2942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Introducing the egg sorting machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One side spilts out &lt;strong&gt;bad &lt;/strong&gt;eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351069795517144146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRoLofHFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ASPTHla89f4/s400/DSCF2940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at the &lt;strong&gt;bad &lt;/strong&gt;eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRoR1uDJI/AAAAAAAAA40/4ce12Xm9r8Q/s1600-h/DSCF2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351069797183261842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRoR1uDJI/AAAAAAAAA40/4ce12Xm9r8Q/s400/DSCF2941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the other side spilts out &lt;strong&gt;good &lt;/strong&gt;eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRnweZY6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/Mdy2ZSfqxB4/s1600-h/DSCF2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351069788227068834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRnweZY6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/Mdy2ZSfqxB4/s400/DSCF2938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at the &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; eggs; you'll notice that there two eggs without eyes are known as blanks. They are basically unfertilized eggs and hence should be removed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRnZBMcvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/inpOHb9NNPU/s1600-h/DSCF2937+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351069781930570482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLRnZBMcvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/inpOHb9NNPU/s400/DSCF2937+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sums up my work experience for the month. I think I might work for them next year.. Perhaps in their new hatchery which is half an hour drive away from my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-4828240974624706539?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4828240974624706539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4828240974624706539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4828240974624706539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4828240974624706539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-work-experience.html' title='Wonderful Work Experience'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SkLSDSkz7lI/AAAAAAAAA5U/_imAbOSz60I/s72-c/DSCF2946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1309192740347079794</id><published>2009-06-17T21:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:18:05.139+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>As promised, here's my update on my first day of work at the salmon hatchery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up at 5.45am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step out of my bed at 6.05 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left house at 6.30am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The drive was freakish..&lt;br /&gt;My stupid GPS went cranky again and brought me the long way round.. Haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Lesson learnt: Never trust a machine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I drove all the way to New Norfolk and was hoping that I could make my way to Mt Field from there. I went around New Norfolk twice and saw two elderly ladies taking their morning walk .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I pull over and started asking them for directions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Called the hatchery manager to inform him that I will be late &lt;strong&gt;for my first day of work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Tolerable la.. No directions mah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To cut the long story short.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took me 2 hours to reach Mt Fields instead of 1.5 hours drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the GPS doesn't recognize Mt Field when you key in this, instead they recognize it was National Park. .. What the Tut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway.. .. I reached the hatchery and met up with Mike, the hatchery manager whom is from Canada and had only joined the company last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He showed me around and introduced me to the gang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my surprise.. there were ladies in the farm.&lt;br /&gt;And infact, all my work partners were ladies. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what's our job??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picking Eggs!!!!! : )))))))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.. We were putting the fertilized eyed eggs (eyed because they have developed eyes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;into an egg sorting machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sorting machine will then sort the eggs into "GOOD" and "BAD" eggs by passing the eggs through an infra red sensor. If the infra red passes through the eggs, they will get sorted to one side; which constitutes the "GOOD" eggs... If the light beam fail to pass through properly, the egg get sorted out on to the other side (which are known as the "BAD" eggs obviously..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what makes the sorter sort them this way???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The good eggs are clear and beautiful and the light could passed through them easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand, the bad eggs are BAD.. Duh!!! .... and they are opaque or translucent, hence blocking the infra ray from passing through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our job is to pick out eggs which has been wrongly sorted. Yes.. The machine isn't fool prove.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to pick up eggs individually using a pincer and my poor butt hurts cause they didn't have a chair and I had to sit on a make-shift drum container.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevertheless, the job was amazing.. Both the good and bad eggs were beautiful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The good eggs were shinning and clear and has little eyes in them which wriggles around every now and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bad eggs has this marbling effect between orange and white.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the BIG GUY that created all these are amazing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No wonder of us look amazing too ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only draw back I had was that I have chosen to return home everyday; which takes me 1.5 hours drive. And I had to drive during the night which I am not exactly very keen of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Lord..  I need yr protection and journey mercies..  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be positive... I only have 5 more of such drive and I saved $200 from staying at the backpackers. :) And.. I get to see Steph and my housemate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND... I am paid for this work experience.. WooHoo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1309192740347079794?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1309192740347079794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1309192740347079794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1309192740347079794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1309192740347079794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3280820265605816285</id><published>2009-06-16T20:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:23:09.308+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am done with my  last paper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; though I reckon I didn't go well with it; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;considering that I did not finish quite a number of the questions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and didn't answer most of them well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANyway.. .. It's over and I will be going for one week of work experience at a salmon hatchery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mt Field... Here I come..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise I will be taking lots of pictures.. Hopefully, it wouldn't take long for me to upload them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3280820265605816285?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3280820265605816285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3280820265605816285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3280820265605816285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3280820265605816285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2063540547353334062</id><published>2009-06-15T17:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:12:43.112+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Year Crisis</title><content type='html'>One more day and I'll be done with my mid-year crisis.&lt;br /&gt;I am still doubtful on whether I heard correctly from God regarding the decision to study this year. I guess it is only fair to me that I have a second thought about it, considering the hardship I've been put through this year. Nevertheless, I am reminded of God's faithfulness and that He will see me through it all. There!!! See!! I am at the end of tunnel 1 liao mah..&lt;br /&gt;I believe my future will be different because of these 4 modules that I have gone through for the past 4 months. Just like KPE, you move from one part of Singapore to another in an express manner. Similarly, this course will escalate my future work prospect. Believe it or not!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems that people around me are in the "heart-ache" stage these few days. This stirs my thought of entering into a relationship. So what is it that caused people to feel the ache? Is it because they love the person so much that they are not willing to let them go? Or is it because they have love them to an extent greater than they cherish themselves? I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it my self-defence mechanism at work? Maybe I have protected myself "too well"? Each time I receive a hurt; just like a callus formed on a piece of skin, I thickened my defences against others. I've learnt to cherish myself as much as I cherish others. Is this wrong? The bible speaks about "Love thy neighbours as you love yourself" How can you love your neighbours well enough when you can't even love yourself? To sum this: I love you because Christ that is in me compels me to. And please don't expect me to love you more than Christ do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2063540547353334062?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2063540547353334062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2063540547353334062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2063540547353334062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2063540547353334062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-year-crisis.html' title='Mid-Year Crisis'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-60603016472000515</id><published>2009-06-13T16:03:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:31:54.341+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish from God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to stop over at the Fish n' Chips shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for a quick lunch after our grocery shopping at Woolies.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I felt that the portion of chips given tend to be little overwhelming for Asian appetite, so we decided to order 2 sets of fish and 1 medium chips this time round; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead of the usual 2 set meals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While being in the queue, I saw the waiter serving this chinese aunty, whom I believe was either from Singapore or Malaysia (from the ascent). She was demanding for some tabasco sauce and a variety of other sauces in a rather commanding tone. Then I was pretty sure she was from Singapore liao.. Our authoritative voices and demanding attitude, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of which nationality could match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were told to take a seat while the food will be served to us shortly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph surprised me with a gourmet magazine that I was eyeing for.. . Oooo. Thanks Girl... I was so tempted by the cover dish la.."Beef and dumplings".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was flipping through the magazines and salivating over the pages *literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waiter came with 2 plates of ........................"SEAFOOD platter".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked at it with amazement, paused, and then told him reluctantly that it was not ours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He walked away and this time round, I was telling that Steph that if we would have kept quiet and take a bite out of any of the crumbled prawns, crumbled scallops, fresh oyster, seafood sushi roll, crumbled calamari rings, crumbled fish, fresh prawn, smoked salmon, chips OR salad, the whole plate will be ours.. *Grin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Steph said "And the waiter will need to pay" and we both nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The waiter returned again with the 2 plates of seafood platter and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The chef made a mistake with the order, these are yours. Enjoy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both of us looked at each other in amazement and looked at the waiter and smiled.."Thanks"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I felt really blessed.. We were happy snapping photos away, when the waiter came and asked us whether we know how to speak in chinese? And I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;会啊！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he replied "你们有福了. 这一盘是二十五块".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On top of that, we were served the plate of medium sized chips that we ordered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. Weeeeeeeee.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I had a hard time finishing all the food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We would be a glutten to even start on the extra plate of chips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to "Ta pau" the chips back la..&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/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBtLz7piI/AAAAAAAAA4M/I6c90w6Cse4/s1600-h/14062009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBszGvuoI/AAAAAAAAA4E/gwjozH5pPdI/s1600-h/14062009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346689420507462274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBszGvuoI/AAAAAAAAA4E/gwjozH5pPdI/s400/14062009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBsq7W28I/AAAAAAAAA38/SQXrSoZElKE/s1600-h/14062009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346689418312211394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBsq7W28I/AAAAAAAAA38/SQXrSoZElKE/s400/14062009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yoke Chye and Linda came to visit us and bought lots of goodies and those gifts behind left from Eric and Serena. Thanks guys.. Luv Ya..: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most amazing thing was ..... Linda was actually carrying a snow man head which they made from the snow on Mt Wellington. Wa lau eh.. Steph and I couldn't stop laughing... It was super hilarious. Ta Da.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346711051572242210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNVX5GeZyI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hnZZj_i5JJ0/s400/P1020339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yoke chye was so nice la.. He bought a packet of gourmet dark chocolate from the chocolate factory.. Wa Liew... Stress therapy pills.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't imagine myself being in the midst of exams.. It doesn't feel like one la.. Wahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a day..&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-60603016472000515?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/60603016472000515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=60603016472000515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/60603016472000515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/60603016472000515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/06/fish-from-god.html' title='Fish from God'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SjNBszGvuoI/AAAAAAAAA4E/gwjozH5pPdI/s72-c/14062009(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3176241519173444218</id><published>2009-05-29T23:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:40:08.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more weeks to the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29th of May (late Autumn)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 more days mark the end of autumn for 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the countless memories that made up this season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Memories of unfamilarity, loneliness, stress, anger, conflicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I recalled my begining in Hobart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The smell of the freshly painted&lt;br /&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The empty house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The surprise from the barking&lt;br /&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three nights of not having our own power&lt;br /&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 nights of bathing using tubs and boiled&lt;br /&gt;water from the electric kettle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two weeks of sleeping in the kitchen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(we had no beds then and the kitchen was&lt;br /&gt;the only place that had been cleaned up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One week of dinning on the&lt;br /&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(we had no tables&lt;br /&gt;then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two weeks of not having internet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I can hear more youth screaming as&lt;br /&gt;a result of this reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as c.f to all the others added up&lt;br /&gt;together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the hassle of furnishing up the house, finding new housemates, settling Stephanie down, soon got me into the greatest nightmare I ever faced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was doing a course that was totally new to me; all the new theories, new terminology, new concepts, new style of studying. I was unable to cope with my revision, my assignments submission. Everything was piling up on top of me and I could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure most of you would have noticed or heard me complain, murmur, or grumble about the overwhelming load of stress that I was facing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;YET.... God was kind, gracious and merciful towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am surviving it and this is my last 3 weeks to the end of Semester. I told Steph that I will scream out loud on the last day of my paper, which is on the 16th of June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Argghhhh.. (ok..I will save this powerless scream till that day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next couple of weeks are indeed another set of nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 assignments each worth 50% and 40% due on the 12th, one worth 40% due on the 15th and one law exam on the 16th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The momentum is building up; the scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh Lord.. Your love is good enough for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love is sweeter than the world's sweetest honey, higher than the mountain's lofty peaks, deeper than the deepest ocean valley. Your love is good enough for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/7172030-3176241519173444218?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3176241519173444218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3176241519173444218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3176241519173444218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3176241519173444218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-more-weeks-to-end.html' title='3 more weeks to the end'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2188319840494311474</id><published>2009-05-21T12:43:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:50:06.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many things had happen during the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My housemate had decided to move out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking frantically for a new housemate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had an arguement on whether she is liable to pay for the rent till the new tenant comes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My assignments are piling up like pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My exams are in a few weeks time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The amount of dandruff on my pillow are increasing each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hair is dropping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am stressed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Lord.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am fading..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really really need a break.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh Lord. Grant me Your peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2188319840494311474?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2188319840494311474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2188319840494311474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2188319840494311474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2188319840494311474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-9059826270843715984</id><published>2009-05-13T21:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:41:37.324+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Upsetting Updates</title><content type='html'>I try my best not to post upsetting things on my blog, cuz it might just affect my readers. But if I don't do it, I have nothing else to blog about my life, cause things has not been doing well for me. However, things aren't that bad really. I try to be optimistic ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  1. Last monday morning, the rubbish truck came to collect the rubbish (duh) as usual. This time round, they did something different (woah). They dented the driver's door of my car.  I tried to open up the poor door, but to no avail.  I have to access the driver's seat via the passenger's side, in order to send my car for repair. It took away half a day of my precious time which I don't even have enough in the first place. Haiz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright side &lt;/strong&gt;(as in being optimistic): I bought a new car; oh well..... 2nd hand actually. It's a Nissan Pulser, automatic with cruise control and engine immobilizer.. (I try to take photo as soon as I can ok?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Steph and I were in the room today. We could hear the wind blowing furiously as my heart pounded in fear that my hot house will topple. Behold, I heard a loud crashing sound coming from the external. To my horror, I saw my hot house &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;all the seedlings that I have put much effort into growing for the past few months, laying flat on the floor. It was already in darkness during that time and I had to picked up the pots individually, scoop the soils into the pots, plant them individually back into the soil, while being on my "four".   The poor fragile seedling had to suffered the fright, the cold and the handling. I am not even sure whether they will survive.&lt;br /&gt;To top that, I couldn't retrieve some of the sweet pea seeds that Clay gave me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for some bright side: &lt;/strong&gt;It was like an outfield experience. I had go on my "four", bite my torchlight, while using my spare hands to scoop up the soil and to plant the seedlings individually.  Quite enjoyable actually (hahaha) thought quite tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLUS.... I believe those seedlings that survive this ordeal will be stronger plants next time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"大难不死，必有后福" mah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-9059826270843715984?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/9059826270843715984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=9059826270843715984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9059826270843715984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/9059826270843715984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/upsetting-updates.html' title='Upsetting Updates'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4416334488922857243</id><published>2009-05-04T22:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:35:13.078+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Care Bears....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a hot and comfortable shower, I was about to turn in to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph insisted that I have to hug her Good Luck Bear (the green bear) to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To complicate things further.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph have to tugged 2 of her care bears to sleep, under the comfort of our doona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've  just discovered that Funshine bear (the yellow bear) is a male bear and .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........ what do you call the other one ??.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yah.. Cheer Bear.. (the pink bear) is a female beast... .(Opps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planetcarebears.com/contentid-1.html"&gt;http://www.planetcarebears.com/contentid-1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf7eQhGTZyI/AAAAAAAAA30/A9dCgRSO1YA/s1600-h/DSCF2891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331943384197326626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf7eQhGTZyI/AAAAAAAAA30/A9dCgRSO1YA/s400/DSCF2891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess where I found Good luck bear in the morning?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wor hohohoho... ... Under the bed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea how it ended down there though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-4416334488922857243?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4416334488922857243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4416334488922857243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4416334488922857243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4416334488922857243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/care-bears.html' title='Care Bears....'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf7eQhGTZyI/AAAAAAAAA30/A9dCgRSO1YA/s72-c/DSCF2891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3225427172232427625</id><published>2009-05-03T19:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:46:53.077+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steph and I were walking pass the library where we discovered these 2 cute dogs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"So cute!!!!!".. Aren't they lovely and sweet together??? Ohhhhh.. I was whipping out my camera to give them a shot of stardom in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331529774522600994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1mFQ_WjiI/AAAAAAAAA3k/uyiuoEjgDmI/s400/DSCF2889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you thought............................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Scroll down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both the dogs came charging at us sia..... ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beagle still looks ok la.... BUT..... the "other" look like a dog-from-hell, with its tail errecting in a threatening position... Goodness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too bad la.. You can't get us...and serve you right for looking ugly in the photo. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1mFm7IjkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/JA-EpqM4bls/s1600-h/DSCF2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331529780410486338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1mFm7IjkI/AAAAAAAAA3s/JA-EpqM4bls/s400/DSCF2890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woof!&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/7172030-3225427172232427625?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3225427172232427625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3225427172232427625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3225427172232427625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3225427172232427625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/cute-or-not.html' title='Cute or Not?'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1mFQ_WjiI/AAAAAAAAA3k/uyiuoEjgDmI/s72-c/DSCF2889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7861016090324275388</id><published>2009-05-03T18:59:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:36:50.895+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Salamanca outing</title><content type='html'>Alright.. alright.. I know I am not supposed to step out of the house during this "Swine flu" period... BUT.... Yoke Chye and Linda (from Launceston) were visiting and had participated in one of the exhibits. SO... I can't possibly not "show face" right..??? Considering that I stay like 5 minutes drive away from Salamanca nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?!!!" You mean I shouldn't turn up...!!!?? Oh......Come on... I thought you guys were better friends than me.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda's lecturer came up with this concept of building a temporary/low-budget house for young couples. The total cost for building a house like this would cost $5K. I thought it was a pretty cool concept and could have been explored as an option for overseas students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The main issue would be sanitary problem as there are no direct waste disposal pipelines for such a system, however, I am sure something will be worked out someway or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fIIqsorI/AAAAAAAAA3U/MnjLuG8T4Uc/s1600-h/DSCF2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331522127246697138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fIIqsorI/AAAAAAAAA3U/MnjLuG8T4Uc/s400/DSCF2886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Castle&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331522130336338082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fIULU0KI/AAAAAAAAA3c/A7k9eIhxfYk/s400/DSCF2888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fH6yajvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/4QbnirLLico/s1600-h/DSCF2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331522123520970482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fH6yajvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/4QbnirLLico/s400/DSCF2885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. I thought both the little boy and girl were pretty cool with their flute.&lt;br /&gt;(Photo dedicated to Leonard Liu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fHsg6t-I/AAAAAAAAA3E/Im3jZ5roHYQ/s1600-h/DSCF2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331522119689484258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fHsg6t-I/AAAAAAAAA3E/Im3jZ5roHYQ/s400/DSCF2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-7861016090324275388?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7861016090324275388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7861016090324275388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7861016090324275388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7861016090324275388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/05/salamanca-outing.html' title='Salamanca outing'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sf1fIIqsorI/AAAAAAAAA3U/MnjLuG8T4Uc/s72-c/DSCF2886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7755132844953372584</id><published>2009-04-29T20:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:56:17.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential Risks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were asked to draft out a table of potential risks in our lives, as part of the assignment for the module on Risk Management. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I came out with something this simple....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.And guess what?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lecturer loves it !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfgwYFoIX9I/AAAAAAAAA2c/sqBn3gYjcl8/s1600-h/risks_mylife+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330063349378473938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfgwYFoIX9I/AAAAAAAAA2c/sqBn3gYjcl8/s400/risks_mylife+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before you guys start to question about the standard of work produced in my MBA course, this is assessment is not even worth 1% la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this really set me thinking about the future. What am I am going to do after the end of this year? Should I 1) return back to Singapore, 2) find a job in Australia, 3) continue with my MBA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my current decision, I've decided to make some changes to my plans. I have decided that I shall stop at the Graduate diploma level at the end of this year, find a job and than return to complete my masters after a few years of work. Hopefully, this transitory phase will spur me to do better in this course. Everything is still unconfirmed as of now... "Prayer in Progress".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure God cares enough to tell me which step to take... Right Daddy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7755132844953372584?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7755132844953372584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7755132844953372584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7755132844953372584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7755132844953372584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-were-asked-to-draft-out-table-of.html' title='Potential Risks'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfgwYFoIX9I/AAAAAAAAA2c/sqBn3gYjcl8/s72-c/risks_mylife+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-665024116618039876</id><published>2009-04-27T23:01:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:31:44.507+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll never walk alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Brrrrrrrr&lt;/strong&gt;... It seems like winter visited early this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always wanted something that will bloom and grow during the cool weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We acquired some flowering bulbs during our first visit to Salamanca market earlier this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a pity that I did not copy down the name of the plant.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But anyway, it gave us full of surprises and infact taught me something through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its flowering pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One bud was about to bloom in advance of the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nevertheless, it remains unopened till the other was ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I imagined one whispering to the other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't worry.. Take your time.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait for you...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank God for all my loved ones and friends, who have been ever so supportive and encouraging despite my last few weeks of "wilderness" experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that the road ahead of me is still long and windy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I will &lt;strong&gt;press&lt;/strong&gt; in, &lt;strong&gt;plough&lt;/strong&gt; on and &lt;strong&gt;dig&lt;/strong&gt; under.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the Special One out there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Thanks for your encouragement, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;support and help with my assignments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a joy chatting with you each time and I cherish every bit of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfWt516P3RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Hqv9zng2W4g/s1600-h/autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329356943298387218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfWt516P3RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Hqv9zng2W4g/s400/autumn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfWs7yivAtI/AAAAAAAAA2M/dAozw7hLkvs/s1600-h/neverbealone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329355877242569426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfWs7yivAtI/AAAAAAAAA2M/dAozw7hLkvs/s400/neverbealone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7172030-665024116618039876?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/665024116618039876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=665024116618039876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/665024116618039876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/665024116618039876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/youll-never-walk-alone.html' title='You&apos;ll never walk alone'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SfWt516P3RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Hqv9zng2W4g/s72-c/autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3961681502919192902</id><published>2009-04-18T20:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:51:40.442+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Revamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We simply can't wait till June.. Can't we?&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I took one day off during Easter Break to revamp our rooms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shifted my table to her room and she shifted her bed over to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, we are having a common study room and bed room now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this manner, we can save on heating cost.. :) How cool is that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steph doing work on her table...... (or is it surfing net??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325977936226181266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SemstvpUYJI/AAAAAAAAA10/_NveH0EOa2U/s320/DSCF2851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are having 3 beds in our room. One for myself, one for Steph and one for our guest. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325977943949956914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SemsuMaz1zI/AAAAAAAAA2E/rkP4czBILwQ/s320/DSCF2863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325977937173947202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SemstzLSI0I/AAAAAAAAA18/G2OWSyVZ2VU/s320/DSCF2857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, At last, our landlord fixed up the fireplace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(well... at least from the way we see it) Thanks Nick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will need to see how it stands against the next rainstorm..  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-3961681502919192902?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3961681502919192902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3961681502919192902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3961681502919192902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3961681502919192902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/room-revamp.html' title='Room Revamp'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SemstvpUYJI/AAAAAAAAA10/_NveH0EOa2U/s72-c/DSCF2851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4619304805030746525</id><published>2009-04-15T01:46:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:53:05.475+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In spite of all that is going on..... I insists of staying true to myself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apart from the 3 platys (fish) that I am keeping, I am also involved with some gardening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's really self-gratifying seeing your plants grow each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the veges, I present to you Wom Bok, Silver beet and Spinach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Silver beet are growing pretty fast and I am looking forward to having my first bite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on them. Yum... And the spinach too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SeSwTksBw7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/MsA5fQiQQgc/s1600-h/veges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324574509771113394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SeSwTksBw7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/MsA5fQiQQgc/s320/veges.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I mention that I have a fruit tree in my house??? Oh well, it was an &lt;a href="http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/04/apples.html"&gt;apple tree &lt;/a&gt;previously.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this time round, I am having a lemon tree. I have already made full use of the lemons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lemonade, Lemon barely, Lemon for the baked fish and Lemon for the Tom Yam I had for lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, my carnivorous plant remains with me.. Out of the whole lot, the &lt;a href="http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2007/03/random_5961.html"&gt;Venus fly trap &lt;/a&gt;remains the longest, most faithful of them all. It has been with me for the past 2 years, ever since my 2nd month in Tasmania.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the variety name is called "Big Trap"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SeSwTURkz2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/1di102apCfQ/s1600-h/flora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324574505365196642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SeSwTURkz2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/1di102apCfQ/s320/flora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's all for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going green&lt;/span&gt; now.. ....&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/7172030-4619304805030746525?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4619304805030746525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4619304805030746525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4619304805030746525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4619304805030746525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-green.html' title='Going Green'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SeSwTksBw7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/MsA5fQiQQgc/s72-c/veges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6842211056011847607</id><published>2009-04-07T20:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:16:01.879+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdsnC_Og6LI/AAAAAAAAA1c/QYT_kYk_92k/s1600-h/karen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321890316953905330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdsnC_Og6LI/AAAAAAAAA1c/QYT_kYk_92k/s320/karen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for being such an awesome, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonderfully-made, whacky, fun-loving, caring, sweet, beautiful, lovely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gracious, kind, cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6842211056011847607?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6842211056011847607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6842211056011847607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6842211056011847607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6842211056011847607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/karen.html' title='Karen'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdsnC_Og6LI/AAAAAAAAA1c/QYT_kYk_92k/s72-c/karen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1378419288086886494</id><published>2009-04-07T20:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:11:28.014+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assignments are pilling up day by day and the Easter break seems foreign to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone are the days when I look forward to such an occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdslpIyS08I/AAAAAAAAA1U/79eAl-9rbXQ/s1600-h/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321888773331669954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdslpIyS08I/AAAAAAAAA1U/79eAl-9rbXQ/s320/sunflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the nation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the generation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the poor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for the hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the defeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope for better things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is the Hope-Giver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1378419288086886494?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1378419288086886494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1378419288086886494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1378419288086886494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1378419288086886494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdslpIyS08I/AAAAAAAAA1U/79eAl-9rbXQ/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-246964557534456182</id><published>2009-04-04T14:09:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:30:40.955+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite the &lt;strong&gt;scorpion&lt;/strong&gt; issue and the&lt;strong&gt; leaking fire place&lt;/strong&gt;, my room is actually quite pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To put it in words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosy-looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spacious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thematic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantastic View &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and for now (messy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdbPpZv5qaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8max1evgneE/s1600-h/myroom+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320668319978203554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdbPpZv5qaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8max1evgneE/s320/myroom+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am having thoughts of converting it into a "&lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;" room &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since Steph sleeps over in my room so often anyway &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And perhaps, shift my study desk and all to her room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this manner, we can save up on heating cost, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since we don't need really the heater on while sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm.. If it ever works out, it will be a part of our June Holiday plan to do the shifting !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exciting!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.. Did I mentioned that the owner of the house lied to me that he has fixed the chimney/fire place problem?? I totally believed him till the rain came in yesterday.. &lt;a href="mailto:#%@#%#$"&gt;#%@#%#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what when I spoke to him about it. He say that if I am interested to fix the problem, I am required to pay for it on my own. I THINK THIS GUY IS TAKING US FOR GRANTED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly, all the law principles that I've learnt came into good use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duty of Care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standard of Care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torts law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Civil liability Act&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, I brought up what ever I could use to insist on it. I have spoken to the agent about it and she agrees that it is the owner's responsibility to fix it. Please pray that the Lord will vindicate me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-246964557534456182?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/246964557534456182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=246964557534456182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/246964557534456182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/246964557534456182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-room.html' title='My Room'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SdbPpZv5qaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8max1evgneE/s72-c/myroom+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-387532665281691542</id><published>2009-03-23T10:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:02:48.364+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The days seem harder than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked around for a sign of God's promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I suppose to be here at this point of time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a long time since my heart yearns for home. Never had I felt so home sick before. I didn't want to tell her, cause it will only make her worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I gazed through the window after the great storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Behold, the rainbow was there; two of them to be exact, one over-arching the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart begin to praise God and thank Him for His promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScbPSqNskMI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kxMDXUt4VsY/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316164329633779906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScbPSqNskMI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kxMDXUt4VsY/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Faithful One........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-387532665281691542?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/387532665281691542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=387532665281691542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/387532665281691542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/387532665281691542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/03/promise.html' title='The Promise'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScbPSqNskMI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kxMDXUt4VsY/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7663436931223235718</id><published>2009-03-19T18:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:47:54.464+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Christian Church</title><content type='html'>Heavenly Greetings to all brothers and sisters of Calvary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Just in case you are wondering what church we have settled in, we are currently attending Grace Christian Church; an A/g church located right in the city centre of Hobart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The photo was taken at a combined service held in the Grand Chancellor Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScH2s4vNZhI/AAAAAAAAA08/9Kc3mAJ2uQc/s1600-h/grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314800286278968850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScH2s4vNZhI/AAAAAAAAA08/9Kc3mAJ2uQc/s320/grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Praise God for giving us a church during our first week. It took us no time to settle into a church; while it took us 2 weeks to settle into our house. Simply said, wherever the presence of God is, wherever our church will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-7663436931223235718?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7663436931223235718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7663436931223235718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7663436931223235718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7663436931223235718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/03/grace-christian-church.html' title='Grace Christian Church'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScH2s4vNZhI/AAAAAAAAA08/9Kc3mAJ2uQc/s72-c/grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1761665348826963714</id><published>2009-03-18T23:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:44:20.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire place</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;perfect house&lt;/strong&gt; didn't turn out to be that &lt;strong&gt;perfect &lt;/strong&gt;after all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A heavy downpour on last Friday and Saturday night flooded the &lt;strong&gt;fire place&lt;/strong&gt; with brown tannin water (a mixture of rain water and wood chips). The most irritating issue was when the raindrops hit against the corrugated board; creating a rock band effect. Steph described it as a drummer skilled enough to compete with &lt;strong&gt;Bao&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously!!! There were &lt;strong&gt;4/4&lt;/strong&gt; beats, then &lt;strong&gt;3/4,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;6/8&lt;/strong&gt; and many others which I can't comprehend. Arghhh.. I had to turn on some soothing music using my &lt;strong&gt;IPOD&lt;/strong&gt; in order to distract myself from the "noise". I finally managed to sleep after        &lt;strong&gt;4 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Toilet paper soaked with &lt;strong&gt;tannin&lt;/strong&gt; water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314501618641496242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScDnEJFdaLI/AAAAAAAAA00/VyCYzjhWSxE/s320/15032009469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314501608221858338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScDnDiROWiI/AAAAAAAAA0s/ENLouhmNWgU/s320/14032009468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I informed the agent the next day and got the problem fixed today. Hooray! SO what's next? &lt;strong&gt;Scorpion &lt;/strong&gt;in my hsemate's room??? &lt;em&gt;Ooooooooo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1761665348826963714?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1761665348826963714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1761665348826963714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1761665348826963714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1761665348826963714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/03/fire-place.html' title='Fire place'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/ScDnEJFdaLI/AAAAAAAAA00/VyCYzjhWSxE/s72-c/15032009469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6253758596668218739</id><published>2009-03-16T22:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:45:56.878+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Tea Ice shavings with Mango toppings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my green tea ice shavings with mango toppings at Hougang Mall; so much so that I am yearning for more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Juicy mango topped with silky smooth mango syrup, droused on top of the clean shaven green tea flavoured ice." Hmmmmmmmm.... Yummy...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sb46HxLYCxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Hptka5hh7S8/s1600-h/13022009457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313748515478309650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sb46HxLYCxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Hptka5hh7S8/s320/13022009457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please don't ask me to make them myself.... I can't shave the ice for nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is something which I'll definitely look forward to at the end of the year; during my maiden trip back to Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6253758596668218739?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6253758596668218739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6253758596668218739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6253758596668218739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6253758596668218739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/03/green-tea-ice-shavings-with-mango.html' title='Green Tea Ice shavings with Mango toppings!'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/Sb46HxLYCxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Hptka5hh7S8/s72-c/13022009457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5460829820371500155</id><published>2009-03-14T17:07:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:46:59.668+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>Entering into the 4th week of the semester, I realized that my life has been pretty filled up with all the assignments and revisions to catch up. What's worst is that I realized that I've not been doing my assignments since week one. Apparently, the assignments were posted online and I've been over looking them all these while. While still struggling to catch up with my revisions week by week, little did I know that I had to submit my weekly assignments too. It was not until much later when I realized that I've tonnes of assignments to submit. Fancy me being a farmer happily planting vegetables and watering them day by day, not knowing that something huge was piling up. I wanted to scream, I wanted to give up, why am I doing my MBA at this time. The question came back to me as I started to ask God on His plan for me. Is this really what He wanted for me? or was I supposed to answer His calling the very moment I graduated from my bachelor degree. Somehow the peace came when I think of the MBA, or was it plainly my thoughts or excuse. Arghhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty screwed up with my school assignments and revisions. Time to catch up.... I miss home and I miss my 2 months of "tai-tai" life. I miss the very fact that I am going to be an aquaculturists and I miss all my friends in Launnie. Ahhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Stephanie and I are attending the Overseas Christian fellowship group on campus and we are enjoying it very much. It feels good to be able to learn and discuss the Word of God together. There were interestings discussions brought up yesterday that got me really excited. Digging deeper into the word of God is something which excites me; well at least something for me to rejoice about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-5460829820371500155?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5460829820371500155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5460829820371500155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5460829820371500155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5460829820371500155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/03/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-3746092386956937444</id><published>2009-02-24T20:34:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:50:17.451+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Though the sorrow may last for the night, His Joy come in the morning</title><content type='html'>The whole entire begining in Hobart was simply a nightmare to describe. Never have I expected things to turn out so badly. The key reason for this whole chain of problems were most probably due to EXPECTATIONS. Never expect someone to behave in a certain way that your normal environment do, especially so when you are in a new environment; new culture or country.&lt;br /&gt;I was informed by my friend that I will need to re-activate the power supply in my newly rented house. Hence, I wrote an email to my agent on monday and in quire about the process. Never did I EXPECT her to be on a holiday (not receiving any email reminder from her). Her colleagues replied on Thursday when I reach Launceston, informing that I am responsible for connecting the power on my own. Hence, I called up Aurora power immediately and requested for a power connection. EXPECTING that they will see this as an emergency situation and guess what ??? They refused to connect my power and stated that there are two units reflected on my address and that I will need clarifications from the agent before they connect my power. Hence, I was told to call my agent on friday morning and to get back to them with the confirmed address.&lt;br /&gt;Like what I mentioned previously, the agent was on a holiday and I had to speak to her colleague regarding the address. She then made an assumption that it was 20a Richardson Avenue which was obviously not the right one, as discovered later. How I wish you will guess it wrongly, the power was not connected on friday and we had to wait till Monday. Poor Steph!! Tramautised on her virgin trip to Tassie. We had to rely on torch lights for the first half of our first night in Hobart. Thankfully, the owner of the house (which happen to stay at the back of the house, with his wife, baby boy and a big dog), provided an extension cord into our house; giving us some light in the living room. Not forgetting, my dear friends, Eric, Serena and Catherine who drove a convey of cars down to Hobart to transport my stuff, as well as to accompany us for the first night. It was indeed heart warming to have friends like this and I thank God for them.&lt;br /&gt;All these problems seem never ending, I was told that I should take one step at a time, but seriously, I am just physically and emotionally too drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house is beautiful and that's the only consolation. However, its only the 2 of us for now. Sadly, we have not managed to get any housemates yet. (As my parents require female tenants only). Pls continue to pray for us. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-3746092386956937444?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/3746092386956937444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=3746092386956937444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3746092386956937444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/3746092386956937444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/02/though-sorrow-may-last-for-night-its.html' title='Though the sorrow may last for the night, His Joy come in the morning'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-856653137573145661</id><published>2009-02-18T02:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:03:45.918+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before I could elaborate on this post. I have lots of things to thank God for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much things to be grateful for.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 last night in Singapore, so much memories; both good and bad. If I were given the chance to re-do something, I would have chosen to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically this whole holiday was devoted to settling Steph's studies in Australia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One obstacle after another, it seems like an endless battle. Finally, I realized something, God was trying to teach me on dependance. I begin to realize that all the skills I have learnt during those times in Tasmania suffice up to nothing compared to the greatness of God.  His sovereignty and grace alone are sufficient to bring us through all that will come our way; if we were to allow Him to do things in His timing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last issue for Steph was finally cleared by God today. She received her VISA just in time. Praise the Lord..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, we will embark on our new journey, new life and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hobart city is as foreign to me as to Stephanie and I am sure we will find a life of abundance and excitement over there, afterall, He who calls us out; will guide and lead us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Faithful Shepherd. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-856653137573145661?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/856653137573145661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=856653137573145661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/856653137573145661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/856653137573145661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-night-in-singapore.html' title='Last night in Singapore'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4351140307373687128</id><published>2009-02-16T04:49:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T05:22:20.635+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilli Padi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told myself "No Buffet liao.. No buffet liao". Anymore and that's it!! My teletummy already 10 months pregnant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chilli Padi was having an afternoon high tea buffet for only $8.60. What can I say??? All the alluring food seemingly charmed me into it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXbk1CrfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qxaxWW4LP48/s1600-h/12022009455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084692482993650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXbk1CrfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qxaxWW4LP48/s320/12022009455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A walk down nonya lane....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXBsx3S5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/njS_0bKWar4/s1600-h/12022009446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084247940549522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXBsx3S5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/njS_0bKWar4/s320/12022009446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Diary of the Rojak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXA75MqpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/JpZIYhDwgaY/s1600-h/12022009450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084234817972882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXA75MqpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/JpZIYhDwgaY/s320/12022009450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tales of the Curry Pok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXAPJLc3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/tXHfTkOSAnE/s1600-h/12022009449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084222805406578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXAPJLc3I/AAAAAAAAA0E/tXHfTkOSAnE/s320/12022009449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicles of the chee kueh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhW_oMJv0I/AAAAAAAAAz8/r3ShV1zjrwQ/s1600-h/12022009448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084212348895042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhW_oMJv0I/AAAAAAAAAz8/r3ShV1zjrwQ/s320/12022009448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, memoirs of the nonya kueh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhW_K2g74I/AAAAAAAAAz0/V87TX-whnNA/s1600-h/12022009447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303084204473511810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhW_K2g74I/AAAAAAAAAz0/V87TX-whnNA/s320/12022009447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall verdict, satisfied. Did I mention that there were plenty of other food too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayur lodeh, Penang Laksa, Ice Jelly, Red dates soup and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7172030-4351140307373687128?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4351140307373687128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4351140307373687128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4351140307373687128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4351140307373687128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/02/chilli-padi.html' title='Chilli Padi'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZhXbk1CrfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qxaxWW4LP48/s72-c/12022009455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5587232455458529442</id><published>2009-02-14T21:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:20:09.889+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apart from being known as an "Aquarist", some friends also know me as a "Gardener". Yet, not many know that my "green fingers" were influenced and nurtured by a group of close friends during secondary school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are a few species; genus; types of plants that never fails to remind me of this friendship that I have fostered over the years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carnivorous plants would be the plant that most people associate me with. However, something that always cheer my heart would be the morning glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And knowing that, Sheng had grown a pot of beautiful Morning glory from seeds as a gift for me.  Apparently, the seeds belongs to the F1 generation, where the first batch of seeds were from Clayton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGxFzmRI/AAAAAAAAAzs/yFxpUFd-iNc/s1600-h/03022009442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302602748904315154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGxFzmRI/AAAAAAAAAzs/yFxpUFd-iNc/s320/03022009442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGgdgRAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CzbbtCcW-Pk/s1600-h/02022009439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302602744440308738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGgdgRAI/AAAAAAAAAzk/CzbbtCcW-Pk/s320/02022009439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGfnkKHI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bAeuxtOMcsU/s1600-h/02022009438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302602744214071410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGfnkKHI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bAeuxtOMcsU/s320/02022009438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NiCe Hor!!!&lt;br /&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/7172030-5587232455458529442?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5587232455458529442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5587232455458529442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5587232455458529442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5587232455458529442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/02/apart-from-being-known-as-aquarist-some.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SZahGxFzmRI/AAAAAAAAAzs/yFxpUFd-iNc/s72-c/03022009442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1338903521640760664</id><published>2009-01-29T03:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:24:29.861+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SYCDM6YHZzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/bhbzHKcLa9c/s1600-h/new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296377419639777074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SYCDM6YHZzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/bhbzHKcLa9c/s320/new+year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The routine for this year's Chinese New Year's eve was pretty much the same as last year's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But these are the simple pleasures that I enjoy the most. It has been pretty much accustomed for us to visit the nurseries at Kovan. The scent of the flowers, shouts from the vendors that goes something like this "Five dollars, five dollars, five dollars", or "ten dollars, ten dollars, ten dollars", make up the CNY atmosphere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I enjoy soaking up the CNY atmosphere this way.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our flowers appreciation session, we decided to have our reunion supper. Hahahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty much the same again, we had it at Hong Kong Cafe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Polo bun, Hk Milk tea, Prawn paste chicken, Mango sago paste. Hmmm.. yummy....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope we can do this all over again!.. Hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1338903521640760664?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1338903521640760664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1338903521640760664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1338903521640760664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1338903521640760664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SYCDM6YHZzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/bhbzHKcLa9c/s72-c/new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-7998661417719118229</id><published>2009-01-15T17:08:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:25:26.831+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen wanted to celebrate Steph's birthday in a hotel this year and decided that Crown plaza hotel near T3 would be a good option. As usual, expenditures like this never ever seems to please our parents. "The money could be used for eating a good meal", my dad grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;Despite of all the objections, karen got her way, afterall, its her money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being supportive siblings and children, Steph and I decided to go with the flow; which simply means who ever wins the arguement, we'll follow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The toilet wall is made out of glass and gives u a direct glimpse of what's going on in the toilet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Way.............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time round I wouldn't succumb to it and I objected to it in a violent way. ...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......till... I realized that there's a screen which you could actually let down. Phew!! Thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To give you an idea of how the toilet wall is like...&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot on Karen and Stephanie fooling around with the toilet wall. Hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XB9qcrBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/QDioi22i8Yk/s1600-h/P1000912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291403040939355154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XB9qcrBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/QDioi22i8Yk/s320/P1000912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steph's friends gave her a surprise visit at the hotel as we plotted for them to hide in my parent's room, while stalling for time in our room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XBWncztI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ohocDXc6_u4/s1600-h/P1000939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291403030457798354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XBWncztI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ohocDXc6_u4/s320/P1000939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought along a cake for her too.. It was a delicious tiramisu cake.. OOoooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XBP6JszI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Lt4Fvo3mSbw/s1600-h/P1000936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291403028657189682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XBP6JszI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Lt4Fvo3mSbw/s320/P1000936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family photo...Pretty neat shot isn't it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XAwIDPUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5IHT7B9_-mE/s1600-h/P1000934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291403020125551938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XAwIDPUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5IHT7B9_-mE/s320/P1000934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even before the clock could struck 12, my "Cinderella" dad complained that he couldn't sleep and wanted to return to his cosy-cuddly bed. Not bearing to see my dad return home alone, my mum decided that she will tag along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The siblings having a shot at the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291403046853778594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XCTsjnKI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bqr-SNa5Ceg/s320/P1000978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7172030-7998661417719118229?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/7998661417719118229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=7998661417719118229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7998661417719118229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/7998661417719118229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/01/stephs-birthday.html' title='Steph&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SW7XB9qcrBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/QDioi22i8Yk/s72-c/P1000912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-426968499074705318</id><published>2009-01-09T22:48:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:13:16.861+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just returned from a very special place, a special holiday and perhaps the best one I had for the year so far (Hehehe). Stephanie and I made our way to Kota Kinabalu, Sabah on the 3rd of January 09'. We were picked up from KK's airport by Joanne's family; the father, mother, 2 brothers and herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joanne's family decided to show us to their favourite beach and childhood playground. It was interesting to hear her parents talk about their favourite playground during childhood days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhtKS7iI/AAAAAAAAAx4/8iQWCwXoPv4/s1600-h/DSCF2681+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289301320033037858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhtKS7iI/AAAAAAAAAx4/8iQWCwXoPv4/s320/DSCF2681+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhTHe9vI/AAAAAAAAAxw/efaM9bxq908/s1600-h/DSCF2684+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289301313041921778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhTHe9vI/AAAAAAAAAxw/efaM9bxq908/s320/DSCF2684+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie and I posing at KK's tallest building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhJkC1JI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UYVN34N36v8/s1600-h/DSCF2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289301310477358226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhJkC1JI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UYVN34N36v8/s320/DSCF2689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that I major in Aquaculture, Joanne's dad brought us to the aquarium in the University of Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfgzzRKuI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kp79uaUlC6E/s1600-h/DSCF2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289301304635632354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfgzzRKuI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kp79uaUlC6E/s320/DSCF2692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coral reef tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfgo2u4ZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wb8kGVviRP0/s1600-h/DSCF2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289301301697372562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfgo2u4ZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wb8kGVviRP0/s320/DSCF2694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie posing with green back sea turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdepRaiPyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/vt7nBWMxUo8/s1600-h/DSCF2696+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300350512283426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdepRaiPyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/vt7nBWMxUo8/s320/DSCF2696+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at KK's famous seafood restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdeoy9T4JI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qd075OAYo-s/s1600-h/DSCF2702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300342336643218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdeoy9T4JI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qd075OAYo-s/s320/DSCF2702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see them (in the tank), now you don't (in the stomach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdeoNNBwWI/AAAAAAAAAxA/DILFudcQZCo/s1600-h/DSCF2706+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300332202017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdeoNNBwWI/AAAAAAAAAxA/DILFudcQZCo/s320/DSCF2706+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayang Seafood restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdenoHkxlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ZwSlgEBrkzg/s1600-h/DSCF2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300322247034450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdenoHkxlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/ZwSlgEBrkzg/s320/DSCF2707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tank view of the mantis shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdenLAew0I/AAAAAAAAAww/7tarLDMWDmo/s1600-h/DSCF2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289300314432652098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdenLAew0I/AAAAAAAAAww/7tarLDMWDmo/s320/DSCF2709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White prawn, vannamei prawn, &lt;em&gt;Litopenaeus vannamei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddc5ysNHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/T7KZawhhYrs/s1600-h/DSCF2710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299038501090418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddc5ysNHI/AAAAAAAAAwo/T7KZawhhYrs/s320/DSCF2710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddcs6LaWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/KzRM8QhbMCQ/s1600-h/DSCF2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299035042834786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddcs6LaWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/KzRM8QhbMCQ/s320/DSCF2715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantis shrimp (Ever wonder why they were kept in bottles?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddceUTzFI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rnI1PqT2hNg/s1600-h/DSCF2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299031125904466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddceUTzFI/AAAAAAAAAwY/rnI1PqT2hNg/s320/DSCF2717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were brought to the peak of KK to have a bird's eye view of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddb2WpdiI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hkCzfGGh4Rs/s1600-h/DSCF2718+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299020398294562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddb2WpdiI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/hkCzfGGh4Rs/s320/DSCF2718+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our 2nd day, Joanne's dad brought us to Mt Kinabalu. On our way, we managed to catch a glimpse of the many beautiful scenery of Sabah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The river that is filled with full of sea life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddbNSfoLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/xzQuYXIZVrQ/s1600-h/DSCF2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289299009375019186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWddbNSfoLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/xzQuYXIZVrQ/s320/DSCF2736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUx8HFmI/AAAAAAAAAwA/y9IzMjpdsdo/s1600-h/DSCF2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297799442536034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUx8HFmI/AAAAAAAAAwA/y9IzMjpdsdo/s320/DSCF2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUrULlyI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Yk5mExDe3BE/s1600-h/DSCF2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297797664446242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUrULlyI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Yk5mExDe3BE/s320/DSCF2738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the town near Mt Kinabalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUTjWlrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-aD_FFC9-cI/s1600-h/DSCF2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297791285630642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcUTjWlrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-aD_FFC9-cI/s320/DSCF2741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet market beaming with full of vegetables, meat and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcT9MpFiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/HFceibwbyd8/s1600-h/DSCF2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297785284793890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcT9MpFiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/HFceibwbyd8/s320/DSCF2742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A village school found near the valley of Mt Kinabalu. Interestingly, most of the villages were catholic in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcTRD6wuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/N7cm2FqvV-o/s1600-h/DSCF2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297773437043426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdcTRD6wuI/AAAAAAAAAvg/N7cm2FqvV-o/s320/DSCF2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gushing water flowing down the village's river; perhaps their source of water supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda1uHZt7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/COEBqyHKV4I/s1600-h/DSCF2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289296166328580018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda1uHZt7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/COEBqyHKV4I/s320/DSCF2751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rustic looking hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda1Pb2bHI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/F9VQvPIrez8/s1600-h/DSCF2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289296158092848242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda1Pb2bHI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/F9VQvPIrez8/s320/DSCF2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God helps those who help themselves"; a note written on the wall of the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pretty good reminder to all of us. !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda02KAlEI/AAAAAAAAAvI/GsGl_Dxu1f0/s1600-h/DSCF2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289296151307129922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda02KAlEI/AAAAAAAAAvI/GsGl_Dxu1f0/s320/DSCF2756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way up to Mt Kinabalu, we chanced upon some villagers clearing a landslide. Whew!! Thank God for keeping us safe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda0pj4pgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cqCgBNREJEM/s1600-h/DSCF2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289296147926001154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda0pj4pgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cqCgBNREJEM/s320/DSCF2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tree with interesting bark found at Mt Kinabalu (Dedicated to Weisheng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda0J9hkbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/eurFbgtKbF4/s1600-h/DSCF2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289296139443605938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWda0J9hkbI/AAAAAAAAAu4/eurFbgtKbF4/s320/DSCF2764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shiny green beetle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZaxPPRlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/8euk-vfPl9o/s1600-h/DSCF2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294603798660690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZaxPPRlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/8euk-vfPl9o/s320/DSCF2765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting notice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZarMc9RI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Hrd4sIJ8u2Q/s1600-h/DSCF2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294602176361746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZarMc9RI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Hrd4sIJ8u2Q/s320/DSCF2766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An accommodation site for the trekkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZaRyQgiI/AAAAAAAAAug/PBtFG5mhgRw/s1600-h/DSCF2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294595355607586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZaRyQgiI/AAAAAAAAAug/PBtFG5mhgRw/s320/DSCF2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning glory shot dedicated to Clayton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZZzRUFxI/AAAAAAAAAuY/0mW6AGsvCcw/s1600-h/DSCF2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294587164366610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZZzRUFxI/AAAAAAAAAuY/0mW6AGsvCcw/s320/DSCF2770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some unid. Vanda orchid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZZnwsB4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/P3bGlMqmLn0/s1600-h/DSCF2771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294584074733442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdZZnwsB4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/P3bGlMqmLn0/s320/DSCF2771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unid. banana  plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVSDOPtrI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Y1G7wcBb7iM/s1600-h/DSCF2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289290055960999602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVSDOPtrI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Y1G7wcBb7iM/s320/DSCF2772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An unid. butterfly. (Photo taken on purpose for u know who)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVR6Br2RI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Yq5YcLotT3Q/s1600-h/DSCF2778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289290053492398354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVR6Br2RI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Yq5YcLotT3Q/s320/DSCF2778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of Mt Kinabalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVRrD53fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/R5P88NELges/s1600-h/DSCF2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289290049475173874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdVRrD53fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/R5P88NELges/s320/DSCF2781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7172030-426968499074705318?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/426968499074705318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=426968499074705318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/426968499074705318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/426968499074705318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-just-returned-from-very-special.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWdfhtKS7iI/AAAAAAAAAx4/8iQWCwXoPv4/s72-c/DSCF2681+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8866614845172240158</id><published>2009-01-09T04:19:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:40:35.218+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Er Li in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was great having Er Li around during Christmas time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though the weather was bad (raining), and many plans had to be changed (Er Li wasn't in the mood to eat). Nevertheless, I managed to stuffed him with lots of food. Hehehee.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Er Li having his favourite Chicken Pesto pasta at Spaghettis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288974509546233202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2S1OZXXI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CS8dpLqT5tA/s320/24122008364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas eve at Orchard. I didn't managed to show him much of the christmas decorations too. It was raining!!! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288974515662951650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2TMAvFOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kX-i2IatGuU/s320/24122008365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Something doesn't change doesn't it.. *Hint: Pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Er Li posing infront of a christmas tree made out of bears at Takashimaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2TbqBlwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IzGCrLMT1vM/s1600-h/24122008366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288974519862662914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2TbqBlwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/IzGCrLMT1vM/s320/24122008366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Within the short span of time, my mum grew to become a fan of Er Li. She requested to take a photo with him and was considering him as a son in-law (no prize for guessing to which sister).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288974544832043074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2U4rMGEI/AAAAAAAAAtg/p3MPAI8MIy8/s320/25122008368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Christmas lunch at Roland Restaurant, we proceeded to Nurainee's wedding, followed by the Esplanade. There were plenty of food served at the wedding, however, both of us were pretty stuffed up with the food at Roland and could no longer contain anymore. (I realized that Er Li's appetitte had grown smaller by alot). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288977051253907426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY4mx0un-I/AAAAAAAAAto/5L6Y8n0i-_k/s320/25122008369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A shot at esplanade's river front with Lester, Karen, Jowena, Myself and Er Li. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a drink at Max Brener's cafe. My iced chocolate drink was AWESOME!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were these "white floating wish balls" whereby you could write your wishes on it. I prompted Er Li to write his wishes for Singapore on behalf of Malaysia and guess what he wrote??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Malaysia wishes Singapore".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like ..  Errr.. anymore? ...on??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha.. Cute Er Li..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sent him off at Harbour front the next day and was teasing him that if my sister and I would visit KL, would he give up his bed to us, just like we do??Hahahaa. and he said yes... Awww.. Missing Er Li liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288974525705729650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2TxbHtnI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ymx2jdNVKOE/s320/5+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8866614845172240158?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8866614845172240158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8866614845172240158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8866614845172240158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8866614845172240158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/01/er-li-in-town.html' title='Er Li in Town'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWY2S1OZXXI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CS8dpLqT5tA/s72-c/24122008364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6478192201572184160</id><published>2009-01-09T04:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:18:31.628+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Spice forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The long awaited get together after 2.5 years finally took place. These are the people that added the most spice into my secondary school life. They are not any Tom, Dick and Harry, but are my secondary school best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so glad that there are still the same... Clayton, Wei Sheng and Jiahao. Not forgetting our favourite teacher, Mrs Voo. We decided that we will pay a visit to her on this special occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clayton still look so good, and Weisheng with his poise. Hao forever look so sexy, be it thin or fat.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The happiest thing is to see Mrs Voo feeling so much better and being able to spent the night with us. Though I was struck with flu that evening and could barely enjoyed myself. Nevertheless, the right company of people made it special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWYyNL2FaVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/8uKF77_Q32Y/s1600-h/IMG_6032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288970014492551506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWYyNL2FaVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/8uKF77_Q32Y/s320/IMG_6032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weisheng wanted to take a photo for both us with this beautiful backdrop that was found under the void deck of hao's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWYyMWti6tI/AAAAAAAAAsw/VU9vErQHaIA/s1600-h/IMG_6026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288970000229657298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWYyMWti6tI/AAAAAAAAAsw/VU9vErQHaIA/s320/IMG_6026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided that we will organized another get together; this time round with Mrs Lee and Mrs Voo along, followed by "Dawning" at Clay's new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-6478192201572184160?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6478192201572184160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6478192201572184160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6478192201572184160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6478192201572184160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2009/01/spice-forever.html' title='Spice forever'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SWYyNL2FaVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/8uKF77_Q32Y/s72-c/IMG_6032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2104694307987560722</id><published>2008-12-31T04:10:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T05:27:51.744+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Bicheno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister and I made a trip to Bicheno after my parents went back. We were accompanied by Eric and Serena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who have not a clue what Bicheno means to me. It's my dream retiree place. Hahhaa... "Man perish without vision" mah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The blue sky and sea of Bicheno is simply alluring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285641709881434338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpfIW94oOI/AAAAAAAAAso/AXFMbmiBLvE/s320/DSCF2610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wind was abit strong that day, though the weather was perfect. Eric decided to take up the extreme measures of protecting himself from the harmful ultra violet rays and bone-cutting wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXI8ME7LI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ghjlhGY67zk/s1600-h/DSCF2609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285632923780050098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXI8ME7LI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ghjlhGY67zk/s320/DSCF2609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fishermen were having a southern rock lobster harvest that day. We tried to pursade the man to sell us some lobsters, but no to avail. There were even policeman guarding the harvesting process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285632897467751826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXHaKvHZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/TiETtUu6nrY/s320/DSCF2601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph decided to give herself a go at camwhoring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXIuSBbWI/AAAAAAAAAsY/cHxbrh4TDJ8/s1600-h/DSCF2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285632920046890338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXIuSBbWI/AAAAAAAAAsY/cHxbrh4TDJ8/s320/DSCF2605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the blue sky and sea at the Gultch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXIGuy8NI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/iPOnI9BXK_0/s1600-h/DSCF2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285632909430157522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXIGuy8NI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/iPOnI9BXK_0/s320/DSCF2606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gultch makes it an ideal place for ships to dock itself and also serves as a roosting place for the seagulls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXH_iHrJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/VakFJVtrnTs/s1600-h/DSCF2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285632907497942162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpXH_iHrJI/AAAAAAAAAsI/VakFJVtrnTs/s320/DSCF2602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic of Bicheno lies at the red bill beach, which provides the access to Diamond island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although this is my second time walking to Diamond island, the experience was different from the previous attempt. This time round, we had what the locals recognized as the "Old Jack Russell" to guide us. This adorable dog was our tour guide to Diamond island. Not only did she tested the tide level for us by running across the passageway to Diamond island; which was submerged by water. She also chased away a flock of seagulls and guided us across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the opportunity to take a video of it barking and jumping at our kite.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9fa2a51cf606ff97" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9fa2a51cf606ff97%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331134849%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FB85FD145ECAA7CA5A1AF4D13B9989F2A72A4E1.23E0FFF7753FFBAA2E92844CDAD9E15DE54379CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9fa2a51cf606ff97%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3gWo7r3cxA0r712i-bGnTHNc4_o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9fa2a51cf606ff97%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331134849%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FB85FD145ECAA7CA5A1AF4D13B9989F2A72A4E1.23E0FFF7753FFBAA2E92844CDAD9E15DE54379CE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9fa2a51cf606ff97%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3gWo7r3cxA0r712i-bGnTHNc4_o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7172030-2104694307987560722?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9fa2a51cf606ff97&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2104694307987560722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2104694307987560722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2104694307987560722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2104694307987560722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-bicheno.html' title='Back to Bicheno'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpfIW94oOI/AAAAAAAAAso/AXFMbmiBLvE/s72-c/DSCF2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1958056444018107924</id><published>2008-12-31T03:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:09:47.736+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples in the backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum and aunt were very fascinated with the apple tree I had at the backyard of my Launceston house. They insisted that I take photos of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The apples are yet to be ready; as you can see they are grown in clusters, removing (thinning) them leaving behind 2 to 3 apples per branch will allow the remaining apples to grow bigger and stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5-LAGDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XlrCOrqPbys/s1600-h/DSCF2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629368079489074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5-LAGDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XlrCOrqPbys/s320/DSCF2599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt can't wait to sink her teeths into them. Hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5l72ssI/AAAAAAAAArw/GBEvy7oZwus/s1600-h/DSCF2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629361573507778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5l72ssI/AAAAAAAAArw/GBEvy7oZwus/s320/DSCF2597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum prefers to remain demure. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5JduWFI/AAAAAAAAAro/7Knppf3wTSk/s1600-h/DSCF2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629353930938450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5JduWFI/AAAAAAAAAro/7Knppf3wTSk/s320/DSCF2595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos on my family's adventure in Tasmania will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7172030-1958056444018107924?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1958056444018107924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1958056444018107924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1958056444018107924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1958056444018107924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/apples-in-backyard.html' title='Apples in the backyard'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SVpT5-LAGDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/XlrCOrqPbys/s72-c/DSCF2599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8084507707842106338</id><published>2008-12-20T12:50:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:17:56.092+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated with Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time flies, situation changes, as fast as the eye blink, the fragile life passes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Months of planning were cut to a compacted 3 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took me an intriguing 3 hours drive to reach Hobart. Not long after our cark was parked, we received news of my grandma's death. All the excitement died, effort were made to comfort my mum and aunt and to arrange for an earlier flight. Though time was short, we managed to visit Salamanca market, Island Market, Zoodoo safari park, Cherry and Berries farm, fishing and had stingray, smoked trout and abalone for dinner. It was comforting to see my mum stop crying after the 2nd day, as she looks like she is enjoying her surroundings. My aunt gave a comment that if she were given a choice to migrate to either UK or Tassie; she would choose Tassie. She added that even though it was only a short 3 days, she enjoyed herself very much. My dad was the most hilarious; he commented that he wanted to sell his house in Singapore and move to Tassie. So Much of a dream for everyone !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I was pretty disappointed that my parents wouldn't be able to attend my graduation, I was glad that my sister was still with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had our first dry-run the night before the graduation. You know you have the gown, the top hat and the sash. Well.... beneath that is your normal attire and you will need to match that to whatever u wear. It was like a graduation fashion walk way; hearing comments from a panel of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Steph and myself)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281686760772852082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSIBa_2XI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WOKCmmjq1sE/s320/DSCF2633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Foe Hae, Sarah and myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW_JELlRI/AAAAAAAAArg/QofwB9e4S9o/s1600-h/DSCF2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281692105763951890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW_JELlRI/AAAAAAAAArg/QofwB9e4S9o/s320/DSCF2639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Sarah, Bernice and myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW-wONvVI/AAAAAAAAArY/5DYeyeGaJ30/s1600-h/DSCF2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281692099095149906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW-wONvVI/AAAAAAAAArY/5DYeyeGaJ30/s320/DSCF2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sherry, Sarah and myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW-dnClAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CYky3ysH1t4/s1600-h/DSCF2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281692094099002370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW-dnClAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CYky3ysH1t4/s320/DSCF2641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sarah and myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxW-EqOF7I/AAAAAAAAArI/jVCi6nsay9A/s1600-h/DSCF2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281686758790596498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSH6CZB5I/AAAAAAAAAqI/-BpVwvgRWhk/s320/DSCF2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A sponge-bob square pants bag from Karen! COOL! Thanks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281686773654894834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSIxaUOPI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dLlTZcqtj40/s320/DSCF2644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Steph and I at Albert Hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxUoM_mhKI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GMHghWyxX0M/s1600-h/DSCF2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281689512658240674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxUoM_mhKI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GMHghWyxX0M/s320/DSCF2672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eric, Catherine, Sarah, myself and Serena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxUntPwEOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/epyfXdpm67Q/s1600-h/DSCF2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281689504136040674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxUntPwEOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/epyfXdpm67Q/s320/DSCF2670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dr John Purser.. My favourite lecturer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSJQb8rxI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FeDonnckL-M/s1600-h/DSCF2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281686781983239954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSJQb8rxI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FeDonnckL-M/s320/DSCF2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Myself, Sarah, Dr Chris Burke, Dr John Purser, Assoc. prof Natalie, Kwan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSJClEBdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IALdcxHNIY0/s1600-h/DSCF2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281686778263373266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSJClEBdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/IALdcxHNIY0/s320/DSCF2661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day didn't go as  smoothly as I would like it to be. It was raining cats and dogs on that morning. To make matters worst, I was almost late for my graduation. Rushing into the hall partially drenched, I was ushered to my seat immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the entire ceremony was over, I was hoping to take photographs with Eric and Serena whom were representing my parents. To my disappointment, Eric had to picked up another student that was not even having her graduation ceremony in the next 2 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was not all, my car's head lights were not turned off and the car battery was dead. I had to rush to return the gown in order to avoid the fine and then rush back to get RACT to restart the car battery. I waited for almost 1 hour before my car's battery was fixed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hungry and cold, so was Steph and she began to throw tantrum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were to continue typing all that had happened that day, my graduation day would have sounded really pessismistic. Nevertheless, I believe God is preparing me for more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8084507707842106338?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8084507707842106338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8084507707842106338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8084507707842106338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8084507707842106338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduated-with-grace.html' title='Graduated with Grace'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUxSIBa_2XI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WOKCmmjq1sE/s72-c/DSCF2633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1251305311110691949</id><published>2008-12-18T11:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:46:38.209+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Living Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many attempts on growing them in Singapore has left me disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time round was different, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a different place, a different climate and a different fate for the plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are known as lithops or as the "living stones". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call them the "Pi Ku Cao" (Backside plant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serena described them as boring plants as they don't grow much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The plant spilts in the middle (just like your butt_LOL) and out comes another fresh new plant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depending on the level of moisture and nutrients the plant receives, the new "butt" gets smaller or bigger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280924845744213842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUmdKuweT1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/B1Fodb7C0i0/s400/DSCF2590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280924846193766978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUmdKwbp8kI/AAAAAAAAAqA/hKoNrDjjm1A/s400/DSCF2592.JPG" border="0" /&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/7172030-1251305311110691949?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1251305311110691949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1251305311110691949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1251305311110691949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1251305311110691949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/living-stones.html' title='The Living Stones'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SUmdKuweT1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/B1Fodb7C0i0/s72-c/DSCF2590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1019271837131828078</id><published>2008-12-05T10:28:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:06:56.683+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was all worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have fulfilled my responsibility and He has fulfilled His. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My desire to see the lupins flower before I leave Tasmania came to past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SThnuBo_NkI/AAAAAAAAApw/SZrXIZ3ilG0/s1600-h/lupin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276081003876529730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SThnuBo_NkI/AAAAAAAAApw/SZrXIZ3ilG0/s400/lupin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I shall name this plant "&lt;strong&gt;Desire&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* I am hoping to collect some seeds from it and have requested for Serena to do me this favour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1019271837131828078?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1019271837131828078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1019271837131828078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1019271837131828078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1019271837131828078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SThnuBo_NkI/AAAAAAAAApw/SZrXIZ3ilG0/s72-c/lupin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6895814098651011067</id><published>2008-12-03T22:23:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:45:12.122+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Brassica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 8 months of toil and watering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally get to eat my broccoli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brassica oleracea var. botrytis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That the broccoli is from the same family as the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cabbage, kai lan, cabbage, brussels sprouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275524930549500194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/STZt-TEeySI/AAAAAAAAApo/4r2kE783HVc/s400/brocoli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You reap what you sow! Broccoli seed gives you broccoli. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As simple as this principle might sound, many of us fail to understand it at times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't agree with what I say???  Do your self-reflection and think about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6895814098651011067?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6895814098651011067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6895814098651011067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6895814098651011067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6895814098651011067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/brassica.html' title='Brassica'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/STZt-TEeySI/AAAAAAAAApo/4r2kE783HVc/s72-c/brocoli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-602806234898417693</id><published>2008-12-02T21:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:38:09.761+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sherry suggested that the housemates (minus Er Li) make a trip together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scenery and environment weren't exactly enjoyable that day, however, with the right company, what more can we complain right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/STULg5zIX-I/AAAAAAAAApg/x0YuRAi43kI/s1600-h/beaconfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275135198433402850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 435px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/STULg5zIX-I/AAAAAAAAApg/x0YuRAi43kI/s400/beaconfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7172030-602806234898417693?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/602806234898417693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=602806234898417693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/602806234898417693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/602806234898417693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/12/sherry-suggested-that-housemates-minus.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/STULg5zIX-I/AAAAAAAAApg/x0YuRAi43kI/s72-c/beaconfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2924993545626894490</id><published>2008-11-28T21:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:45:30.045+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaport_Launceston</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seaport is definitely one of the prime location for sunset scenery in Launceston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stroll along the broadwalk leads you to a row of cafe, restaurants and fish and chips place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided that we will settle for fresh Tasmanian ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone was pleased with the decision on having a sweet dessert after the meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SS_JS51pwSI/AAAAAAAAApY/u2Zm2XK6oGk/s1600-h/seaport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273655015274823970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SS_JS51pwSI/AAAAAAAAApY/u2Zm2XK6oGk/s400/seaport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more weeks in Launceston in comparison with the last 2 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry guys.. getting sentimental again. Yucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2924993545626894490?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2924993545626894490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2924993545626894490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2924993545626894490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2924993545626894490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/seaportlaunceston.html' title='Seaport_Launceston'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SS_JS51pwSI/AAAAAAAAApY/u2Zm2XK6oGk/s72-c/seaport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8008322498041823077</id><published>2008-11-24T12:31:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:13:52.072+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The last week of spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;sweet peas&lt;/strong&gt; are blooming, with the pinkish purple ones giving the best smell of them all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;strawberries&lt;/strong&gt;.... Oh yes.. the strawberries. Right after the day I took their photos, the birds jump the queue before me. They took half of each fruit; how brillante'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;lupins&lt;/strong&gt;... yes... Please flower before I go... wouldn't you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;lavender&lt;/strong&gt; remain as pretty but smells like "cockroaches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(as described by my housemates) How on earth do they know what cockroaches smell like???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSoFHwrbP1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/sjd5lC_zOGs/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031944674852690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 455px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSoFHwrbP1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/sjd5lC_zOGs/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These carnivorous plants had been with me for the whole academic year and had brought much excitment and joy to me. They are something which I definitely want to carry on next year.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.. yes.. The venus fly traps had been with me since last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSoFHt5RA6I/AAAAAAAAApI/ZqUFKlQZU2A/s1600-h/cps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031943927595938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSoFHt5RA6I/AAAAAAAAApI/ZqUFKlQZU2A/s400/cps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the bunny ears? (&lt;em&gt;Utricularia sandersonii&lt;/em&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/7172030-8008322498041823077?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8008322498041823077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8008322498041823077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8008322498041823077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8008322498041823077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-week-of-spring.html' title='The last week of spring'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSoFHwrbP1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/sjd5lC_zOGs/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8421622339847624752</id><published>2008-11-22T23:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:46:47.909+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trout fishing trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSf9ZHLOX_I/AAAAAAAAApA/tmAvC4qWSuM/s1600-h/trout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271460496725139442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 460px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSf9ZHLOX_I/AAAAAAAAApA/tmAvC4qWSuM/s400/trout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;               Despite being pelted with eggs and receiving racism remarks from the locals before, there are always some that are particularly interested in asians like us; our culture, our behaviour, our friendship. I was privilege enough to know &lt;strong&gt;Hugh&lt;/strong&gt;, a buddy who is always there to bring us out for fishing and for being so hospitable towards us.  Thanks for giving me the opportunity to learn fly fishing, even though I could have possibly be your worst student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               I am sad to hear that you are not selected for the police job in Tasmania and to know that you will be leaving Tasmania soon. Nevertheless, I hope we'll continue to keep in touch. Take care buddy and see you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-8421622339847624752?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8421622339847624752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8421622339847624752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8421622339847624752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8421622339847624752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/trout-fishing-trip.html' title='Trout fishing trip'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSf9ZHLOX_I/AAAAAAAAApA/tmAvC4qWSuM/s72-c/trout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-8870067916820141000</id><published>2008-11-19T10:25:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:05:51.282+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-organized Graduation Dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right after a day of fun at the &lt;strong&gt;Bay of Fires&lt;/strong&gt;, we met up with Sherry at &lt;strong&gt;Smokey Joe's&lt;/strong&gt; to have our very own self-organized Graduation dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only the company was good that night, but also the food. I mean it's a classic.. Each of us had our special dish and was guided by the owner on what's the best way to eat each one of them. He was also kind enough to gave us some dried mexican chilli to take home; which is way hotter than our normal chilli padi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I will just let the pictures do the talking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270148768112126370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSNUYdTJKaI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1ikJT_hmkng/s400/smokey+joe%27s+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeoy-8nMI/AAAAAAAAAow/cbLBod6MuSw/s1600-h/DSCF2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371150159715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeoy-8nMI/AAAAAAAAAow/cbLBod6MuSw/s320/DSCF2487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371157750677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQepPQxgSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ChMXAw0LRco/s320/DSCF2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and Kwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeovdhd-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/uYxCJlvESYc/s1600-h/DSCF2485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371149214218210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeovdhd-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/uYxCJlvESYc/s320/DSCF2485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeoNw9yTI/AAAAAAAAAog/cOjkoBKaqS8/s1600-h/DSCF2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371140168960306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQeoNw9yTI/AAAAAAAAAog/cOjkoBKaqS8/s320/DSCF2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQenhMC-1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/EbeqE07KwSg/s1600-h/DSCF2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371128202951506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSQenhMC-1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/EbeqE07KwSg/s320/DSCF2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7172030-8870067916820141000?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/8870067916820141000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=8870067916820141000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8870067916820141000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/8870067916820141000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-organized-graduation-dinner.html' title='Self-organized Graduation Dinner.'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSNUYdTJKaI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/1ikJT_hmkng/s72-c/smokey+joe%27s+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1200019352159356503</id><published>2008-11-18T09:47:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:10:01.262+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSH8zFuh0ZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/TNU8rFDLnEg/s1600-h/collage+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269770993641050514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSH8zFuh0ZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/TNU8rFDLnEg/s400/collage+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSH73Tnu6DI/AAAAAAAAAoA/uUSNtFX79EE/s1600-h/collage+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All &lt;strong&gt;good &lt;/strong&gt;things have to come to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This day was liken to my last day of the year; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a last outing that we had together as a family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;met&lt;/strong&gt; each other in Leprena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I introduced Sarah to Bernice and Er li to Sarah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's how it all started. After spending a few months together, I've decided that you guys would make good housemates and hence I &lt;strong&gt;plotted &lt;/strong&gt;for us to be together. &lt;strong&gt;Yes! &lt;/strong&gt;For a good cause!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for being my friend, my family, my brothers and sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope I have impacted your life for &lt;strong&gt;Christ&lt;/strong&gt; and if I haven't, please forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let all these beautiful memories remain in our hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's strange, a part of me wants the happy ending that is happening now, yet the other side of me was hoping that what others said about "housemates showing their true colours at the end" would come true. Perhaps, it just my way of escape from the feeling of leaving you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7172030-1200019352159356503?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1200019352159356503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1200019352159356503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1200019352159356503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1200019352159356503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-day-of-year.html' title='Last day of the year'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSH8zFuh0ZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/TNU8rFDLnEg/s72-c/collage+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6042497688420589416</id><published>2008-11-17T15:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:12:12.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and more abundantly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The flowers are blooming as it enters late spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The presence of busy bees are a common sight everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I begin to wonder about the things that God has in store for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life that is so full of mysteries, which makes me nervous at times, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet having that store of surprises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing that I need not worry about my needs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the same &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; that created the lilies of the field is the one that made me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some shots of the plants that I've grown since Autumn. The sweet peas seeds were a gift from Clayton. Thanks Clay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269483585788481970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3ZwCskbI/AAAAAAAAAng/CfwLmej0e8o/s320/DSCF2469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269483595065834562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3aSmlvEI/AAAAAAAAAno/FQYmVT3rt78/s320/DSCF2471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the lupins!! They are finally budding.. I never thought I will get to see them flower..!! I have sowed these seeds since the begining of Autumn.  I am really excited about the flowers that they are producing. I've bought the seeds from Salamanca when Lester visited earlier this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3bD8DCqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UyFRxWCQsSc/s1600-h/DSCF2473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269483608309172898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3bD8DCqI/AAAAAAAAAn4/UyFRxWCQsSc/s320/DSCF2473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. Another great reward.. Just as I was reaping the fruit of my labour (academically), I get to experience the fruit of my labour (physically too). The brocoli are "flowering" and I can't wait to eat them with  my housemates. A pity that Er li doesn't get the chance to eat them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3arWaXrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mbRxFa02YLI/s1600-h/DSCF2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269483601708867250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3arWaXrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mbRxFa02YLI/s320/DSCF2472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6042497688420589416?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6042497688420589416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6042497688420589416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6042497688420589416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6042497688420589416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-and-more-abundantly.html' title='Life and more abundantly'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SSD3ZwCskbI/AAAAAAAAAng/CfwLmej0e8o/s72-c/DSCF2469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-1545783833098502907</id><published>2008-11-15T22:14:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:58:35.912+11:00</updated><title type='text'>International Night</title><content type='html'>The thing that I did right after my last paper for the degree wasn't to celebrate with all my friends, but rather to tie up all the loose end preparations for the International night. Intense effort that was placed into it along with the lack of sleep and constant worries caused my eyes to appeared rather small in all the photos. Nevertheless, the event turned out really successful, with the most common compliment as a "very well organized event".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As happy as I might sound with the results of the outcome, the process was a rather intriguing one and had affected me quite badly during the period of time. Many reasons had contributed to this, first the lack of time for planning, next the lack of manpower, and the worst one of all, my mistake in under-budgeting the cost for printing. This had lead to a shortfall of $500 plus, which had been laid aside for the lucky draw prizes. Self-blame and disappointment begin to sink in, affecting my exam revision and sleep. I cried out to the Lord and requested for a miracle. I told my fellow committee member whom is also a brother in Christ, that if the Lord do this miracle for me, I will testify of His goodness. Praise the Lord for His goodness, true to His words, His faithfulness endures forever, the printing company took up the sponsorship for the $500. God is so amazing!!! Even one of my housemate was really surprised and starting proclaiming that Christ is real when I testified to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I am really grateful to have such a good team for the event. Oh well.. enough of the planning part. Now for the actual photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presenting to you my Amazing housemates. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't bear to leave them. They are the reason why I've been so &lt;strong&gt;emo&lt;/strong&gt; for the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61V8Q3YNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CkfkncINAWg/s1600-h/DSCN1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268848002628804818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61V8Q3YNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CkfkncINAWg/s320/DSCN1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Er Li and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61HUDPQ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/YCJ0imyEdvA/s1600-h/DSCN1947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268847751316063090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61HUDPQ3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/YCJ0imyEdvA/s320/DSCN1947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bernice and Me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268847731451818162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61GKDO8LI/AAAAAAAAAm4/RPyfTg62fKY/s320/DSCN1934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268847726411221250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61F3RdiQI/AAAAAAAAAmw/gzVzPmNd4bw/s320/DSCN1932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sherry and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845773170564018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zUK4mW7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/wtBACqbqELY/s320/DSCN1930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joanne and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61HFsjAFI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Bl5X3pnQxNA/s1600-h/DSCN1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268847747462791250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61HFsjAFI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Bl5X3pnQxNA/s320/DSCN1938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candice and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61GrwoVwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/jBkMDJf9Ejg/s1600-h/DSCN1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268847740500596482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61GrwoVwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/jBkMDJf9Ejg/s320/DSCN1935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fo Hae and Me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845750214054562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zS1XV0qI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qmgPxQvbldk/s320/DSCN1924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ross and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zT0GFFbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Re56BjPqnTg/s1600-h/DSCN1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845767053088178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zT0GFFbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Re56BjPqnTg/s320/DSCN1927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fellow committee member, brother in Christ and fishing buddy, Kwan (on the extreme left) with the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zTvsM_CI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fNA2MZTVyVY/s1600-h/DSCN1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845765870812194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zTvsM_CI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fNA2MZTVyVY/s320/DSCN1925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zTT5U4PI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Q5lppBZl0xY/s1600-h/DSCN1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268845758409662706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR6zTT5U4PI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Q5lppBZl0xY/s320/DSCN1926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-1545783833098502907?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/1545783833098502907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=1545783833098502907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1545783833098502907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/1545783833098502907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/international-night.html' title='International Night'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SR61V8Q3YNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CkfkncINAWg/s72-c/DSCN1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-452559356257149279</id><published>2008-11-06T14:40:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:50:00.701+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing on!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been receiving spiritual attacks recently, one after another, so much so that I felt like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must press on and I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the valley will be the Peak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=-Pii4L421kk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Pii4L421kk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Pii4L421kk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-452559356257149279?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/452559356257149279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=452559356257149279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/452559356257149279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/452559356257149279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/pressing-on.html' title='Pressing on!!'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-2825224264282319927</id><published>2008-11-01T10:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:10:18.872+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Unidentified Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the midst of receiving gifts from friends, it is normal for one to forget who's the giver, especially so when the name is not written. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaa.. *Excuse..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway.... Can some kind soul find out who gave this?? I can barely recall who was it, but my memory tells me that it is from a young boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yah... and during the flight, while examining the gifts, my aunt pop up this question.. Wah. who gave you this gift?? "I miss you ah..! Ayioh. so mushy"&lt;br /&gt;My answer was like.. " Eh.. I can't remember. I only know it was from a boy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Pause.. Her face turned pale.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahahahahahhaahhahhaaaaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then I told her "its a young boy la"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then she said.. "Wah .. nowadays boys also say tell each other I miss you ah." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Without a pause. Of course la.. Boys also humans mah. Nothing wrong with that. Brotherly love.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha..I am also not sure how that mentality came about?? Maybe she is worried that I might join the "Pride parade".. hahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chillz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SQubz0Fe1II/AAAAAAAAAmA/exrH1mZPS2w/s1600-h/22102008343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263471903969825922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SQubz0Fe1II/AAAAAAAAAmA/exrH1mZPS2w/s400/22102008343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh! By the way, I am guessing this gift is from Joe Ho or his peers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-2825224264282319927?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/2825224264282319927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=2825224264282319927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2825224264282319927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/2825224264282319927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/11/unidentified-gift.html' title='Unidentified Gift'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SQubz0Fe1II/AAAAAAAAAmA/exrH1mZPS2w/s72-c/22102008343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-300541977713962053</id><published>2008-10-29T10:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:17:03.802+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinz</title><content type='html'>Behold my "&lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;/strong&gt;" skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-300541977713962053?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/300541977713962053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=300541977713962053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/300541977713962053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/300541977713962053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/skinz.html' title='Skinz'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4656694074984495193</id><published>2008-10-28T10:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:27:59.534+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Time for the next gift dedication..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This gift is given by a pair of sisters.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whom I will describe as a pair of musically-talented sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;They gave me something warm and nice.. but to be honest, doesn't really match my fashion sense over here. So I have decided Stephanie will inherit it when she comes over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I didn't really want to blog during my exam period. But my ill disciplined habits got me into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To cut the post short.. Here's the flashy gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261983194988841746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SQZR1i9iixI/AAAAAAAAAls/JVKdaeYbJ6A/s400/22102008342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A bright orange-based scarf to go with the pair of gloves that kiat gave me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SCll0uDa6HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RXWeN-TU_JQ/s1600-h/DSCF1470.JPG"&gt;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SCll0uDa6HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RXWeN-TU_JQ/s1600-h/DSCF1470.JPG&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks girls.. It has been wonderful knowing you. I enjoyed those time singing acapella together, hanging out at the chalet, eating and singing at my aunt's place. Those are sweet memories which I will never forget. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-4656694074984495193?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4656694074984495193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4656694074984495193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4656694074984495193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4656694074984495193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/scarf.html' title='Scarf'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SQZR1i9iixI/AAAAAAAAAls/JVKdaeYbJ6A/s72-c/22102008342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5213719364511895031</id><published>2008-10-19T23:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:32:19.741+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good&lt;/strong&gt; things come in boxes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so what do you get when you open them up????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmBN9sBYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ku3GN9-aDw0/s1600-h/DSCF2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838792255309186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmBN9sBYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ku3GN9-aDw0/s320/DSCF2418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presenting to you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838772764302786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmAFWq3cI/AAAAAAAAAk0/BLhnURtZRU8/s320/DSCF2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838775812422626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmAQtZe-I/AAAAAAAAAk8/jgKB_dZeiR4/s320/DSCF2405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838780057133586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmAghaohI/AAAAAAAAAlE/D02GE8NVhX8/s320/DSCF2406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838784801858450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmAyMpY5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/RjtlVhoQtJw/s320/DSCF2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No la.. those are actually boxes for the mooncakes.. Yah.. by now, you should know that this is an outdated post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258840042400611506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsnJ_HjfLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/oZgqHY4bELQ/s320/DSCF2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you are wondering what they were doing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they were making tung yuan for all of us.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258837262963647394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskoM6JI6I/AAAAAAAAAks/YhmMmjQbjEM/s320/DSCF2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what were the guys doing??? Let's have a look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskmy6RWSI/AAAAAAAAAkU/J8xIwtVeJok/s1600-h/DSCF2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258837238804994338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskmy6RWSI/AAAAAAAAAkU/J8xIwtVeJok/s320/DSCF2411.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting and looking really relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsknQAEXlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n4fQEkfI4LA/s1600-h/DSCF2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258837246613937746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsknQAEXlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n4fQEkfI4LA/s320/DSCF2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the ultimate one.. Sitting and shaking his leg.. LOL.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskn7ByqRI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6T8XOky3jWs/s1600-h/DSCF2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258837258163890450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskn7ByqRI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6T8XOky3jWs/s320/DSCF2404.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's how we celebrated our mid-autumn festival. Wonderful neh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258837236042585346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPskmonqVQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/v47EEpb-CIc/s320/DSCF2402.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am still curious why on earth is Serena growing carrot leaves?? Can eat meh? Look pretty la.. i know hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258840049828703346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsnKayjLHI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2TK47FkagT0/s320/DSCF2416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-5213719364511895031?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5213719364511895031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5213719364511895031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5213719364511895031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5213719364511895031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid-Autumn festival'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPsmBN9sBYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ku3GN9-aDw0/s72-c/DSCF2418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-4986748656965468895</id><published>2008-10-18T00:33:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:03:32.417+11:00</updated><title type='text'>To the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't believe how time flies... We were still talking about our aspirations and how we should make full use of our time in Australia before we graduate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 weeks time, I will be done with my bachelor degree... Nope.. not doing honours anymore. I've changed my mind or rather I felt that it is not what God wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the emotional part of me wants to linger on in the past, but yet I know it is important for me to move on. There are simply too many things that I am uncertain of... but one thing which I know.. God will be holding my hand. I know I have emphasized how faithful He is.. but yet, it doesn't justify not to mention it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launceston had become the city of my life.. Wait. I know many of you will start questioning me about Singapore. Yes. .. that's my homeland.. .. ."There's no place I rather be, it always be a part of me.. and even though I roam the world.. ...still my home I rather be.. ".. .. and tell me where's Kit chan now??? So.. .... I love Singapore, but that doesn't mean I prefer the lifestyle there.. .. Look.. I'm running the Singapore Students Association here.. and lifting her name up high.. .. SO...that doesn't mean that if I am intending to stay here for the next few years will make me less patriotic than those $#^%$^$ residing in Singapore who never spare a thought of upholding our nation's reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a choice, I would rather return back to Singapore.. Only if.. only if they can build a dome surrounding the whole atmosphere of Singapore and then air-conditioned the entire area.... Make it less humid and polluted.. Ooooo.. "Wouldn't it be nice.!!"&lt;br /&gt;Yah la. I am returning back to Singapore on the 14th of Dec and I know the dome wouldn't be there. .. It's alright.... I understand... dun worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok.. time to bath and then oink.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-4986748656965468895?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/4986748656965468895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=4986748656965468895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4986748656965468895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/4986748656965468895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-end.html' title='To the end'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6663508655718023218</id><published>2008-10-16T20:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:29:14.450+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing stream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257680984543956242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPcI_8IRjRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Jf9vVEgLqYk/s320/DSCF1529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life turned &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; after hearing the news from my sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't be distracted... too many things at one time.. Life must go on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is good and faithful is He who made me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look to the Maker of Heaven and Earth and there I found my solace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He who is faithful do-eth great things and great things He shall do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6663508655718023218?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6663508655718023218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6663508655718023218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6663508655718023218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6663508655718023218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/passing-stream.html' title='Passing stream'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SPcI_8IRjRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Jf9vVEgLqYk/s72-c/DSCF1529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-605188719793067203</id><published>2008-10-07T21:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:56:32.764+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOs7PHmu2mI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1mggwbt-zqY/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254358521183394402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOs7PHmu2mI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1mggwbt-zqY/s320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dedicated to the Uncle Mark, Aunty Violet and Joel Loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are like a family to me....&lt;br /&gt;and it breaks my heart to know that we are not going&lt;br /&gt;to meet up for the next 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you are fine with it,&lt;br /&gt;I will put on wings like eagle and soar to Perth.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Perhaps with Stephanie.. hehehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Have an awesome time in Australia and do stay in touch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Love you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-605188719793067203?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/605188719793067203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=605188719793067203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/605188719793067203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/605188719793067203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/dedicated-to-uncle-mark-aunty-violet.html' title=''/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOs7PHmu2mI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1mggwbt-zqY/s72-c/Picture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-5585579525729063299</id><published>2008-10-05T20:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:22:09.488+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER-LOADED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOiGybNQYaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/dk7xN4RxvUc/s1600-h/Gala_Poster_LR.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all I can remember is people telling me that you "are over-loaded", "have too much on your plate", "got too involved", "stressed yourself up too much". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These words seem to resonate within my thoughts as I looked at the array of tasks presented before my very stuffed-up, blood-shot veiny eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am convinced that I have sufficient sleep, perhaps not enough to be qualified as a beauty sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nevertheless, I know that God will enable me and pull me through this final 4 weeks; 2 weeks of assignments and 2 weeks of exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By then, I will be free... FREE!!! Free???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh.. not exactly.. You see.. I got myself involved in planning for the "End-of-2008 International night". It's basically a ball night, but as usual, the word "ball" might sound too grandeur for people to attend. For some girls, it might even sound like a soccer match or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys might be laughing now.. !! But that's the comments from some of the students.. Yeah.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, the whole planning committee only have 1 month to arrange for the whole ball. Which basically includes everything from caterers, venue, performance, lucky draws, theme, decor, tickets, publicity, funding, sponsorships, and all that you can simply imagine for a ball night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yah... I miss out one.. Dance music.!! And the genera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ball is just one day after my last paper.. Now.. tell me how am I going to head the whole thing when it's only one day after my last paper??? *Faintz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the bright side, God has been really really good to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. The funding of $2000 that I've applied through TUU was approved on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. The poster and tickets design were settled on Thursday, printed on Friday and put up on Saturday. Before I carry on, I must thank God for such a lovely cousin in-law, who so willing took up the last minute request from me. Thanks a million Shuzhen.. !!! You are the best cousin-in law I have!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Many other blessings, demonstrating God's hand upon the project. Woohoo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are so many things to do after exams, find a house in Hobart, go fishing, watch drama, sing with Joanne, visit more places in Tasmania, find a job and earn some money and the list goes on.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-5585579525729063299?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/5585579525729063299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=5585579525729063299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5585579525729063299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/5585579525729063299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/over-loaded.html' title='OVER-LOADED'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-330179320680150932</id><published>2008-10-03T21:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:16:17.071+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the one who gave the &lt;strong&gt;screw&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is dedicated to you for the colours you have brought into my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it shouldn't be too hard for you to remember how you treated me during the earlier days of our friendship. Cold, bitter, and full of unacceptance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, through the years, you have never failed to amaze me with your focus on maintaining the friendship. I can vividly recall the words you wrote in my card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reminding me that I am a friend that you will never regret having. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True to the words, our friendship lasted through the storms and I am proud to say that you are my friend. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for the &lt;strong&gt;colours &lt;/strong&gt;that you have given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252884494713006530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOX-nfGGqcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/tEwiU7SRvl8/s320/28092008284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And YES.. I still keep the screw, even though it must just be an accidental gift. Hopefully, one day it might find it's purpose somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-330179320680150932?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/330179320680150932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=330179320680150932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/330179320680150932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/330179320680150932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/10/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SOX-nfGGqcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/tEwiU7SRvl8/s72-c/28092008284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172030.post-6459718107484688171</id><published>2008-09-28T15:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:33:57.815+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Next featured gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The next featured gift was from someone significant in my life too.. I've know this guy for close to 80% of my life, though we are not related to each other by blood. We been through the same kindergarden school, same tuition centre during our primary school, same class during secondary school, same bunk during BMT in the army. Even our parents were blown away by the fact that we are in the same bunk then. I believe God has a major role to play in this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. Very soon.. we left for our studies.. He went to UK and I came to Aussie. During his first year in Aussie, He sent a very special gift to each of us (the close friends). I can remember very clearly him telling me that he bought the gift for me so that I can measure the length of my fish tanks.. Such a witty remark.. More like measuring the thickness of my waist.. !!! muhahaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been two years since we last met and I am so looking forward to our gathering in December.. Yes.. 4 of us.!! This time round, hopefully nothing goes wrong.. * Fingers crossed and prayers made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250940912236725794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SN8W8GJvhiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6rLF-rHtjYc/s320/26092008281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes... You figure it out.. Its a measuring tape.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172030-6459718107484688171?l=jonpohgene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/feeds/6459718107484688171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172030&amp;postID=6459718107484688171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6459718107484688171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172030/posts/default/6459718107484688171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonpohgene.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-featured-gift.html' title='Next featured gift'/><author><name>jonpohgene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11538188472792673107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_veSxA3W7PK8/SN8W8GJvhiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6rLF-rHtjYc/s72-c/26092008281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
