<?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-10075535</id><updated>2011-09-09T09:14:29.721+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BRIGHT HILL DR.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-5710411760103060317</id><published>2007-07-03T11:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T11:57:22.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/buecherwurm/663462579/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1325/663462579_cecff691e4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/buecherwurm/663462579/"&gt;Lonely Shoe&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/buecherwurm/"&gt;Buecherwurm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Lonely Shoe&lt;br /&gt;What story has this shoe to tell?&lt;br /&gt;It surely doesn’t look too well,&lt;br /&gt;it shows the first signs of decay,&lt;br /&gt;lying there not far from the way,&lt;br /&gt;where shoppers hurry to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;but do they see it? No!&lt;br /&gt;To whom did this red shoe belong?&lt;br /&gt;Was it a girl with a happy song&lt;br /&gt;on her lips and a soul full of bliss?&lt;br /&gt;A girl maybe anxious for her first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Hurrying to the boy of her dreams,&lt;br /&gt;but a little too eager, as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;she lost the shoe in all this haste,&lt;br /&gt;but since there was no time to waste,&lt;br /&gt;because she was already late for the appointment,&lt;br /&gt;she left it there, and on she went&lt;br /&gt;to meet her oh so handsome prince.&lt;br /&gt;She hasn’t been seen ever since.&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t come back to pick up her shoe,&lt;br /&gt;Which now lies there to mystify you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Copyright Ines Langs, June 29, 2007)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-5710411760103060317?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5710411760103060317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=5710411760103060317&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5710411760103060317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5710411760103060317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/07/lonely-shoe.html' title='Lonely Shoe'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1325/663462579_cecff691e4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-6665023152456254640</id><published>2007-07-03T11:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T11:33:46.782+10:00</updated><title type='text'>leave me undone</title><content type='html'>If you want to destroy my sweater,&lt;br /&gt;Pull this thread and walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-6665023152456254640?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6665023152456254640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=6665023152456254640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/6665023152456254640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/6665023152456254640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/07/leave-me-undone.html' title='leave me undone'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-8571934344645646227</id><published>2007-06-28T18:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:01:55.643+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the Wheel and the Fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516327/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1385/637516327_6c51aa404d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516327/"&gt;the Wheel&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	This picture reminds me of 2 pple pursuing very different lives. (maybe its's quite hard to see the E&amp;Y building behind, but that reminds me of one of them)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-8571934344645646227?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8571934344645646227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=8571934344645646227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/8571934344645646227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/8571934344645646227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/wheel-and-fortune.html' title='the Wheel and the Fortune'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1385/637516327_6c51aa404d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-3770964475754674845</id><published>2007-06-27T23:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:07:48.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching the drift</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516295/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1360/637516295_e3a22772ee.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516295/"&gt;catch the drift&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	The cars all slowed down when they saw a hidden camera pointing at them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-3770964475754674845?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3770964475754674845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=3770964475754674845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/3770964475754674845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/3770964475754674845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/catching-drift.html' title='Catching the drift'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1360/637516295_e3a22772ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-6230391246407372764</id><published>2007-06-27T22:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:57:07.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours of tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516269/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/637516269_de4bbada3c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/637516269/"&gt;Colours of the night&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Everytime I ride, I get distracted by the colours of Melbourne. I just want to snap everything. I really need a DSLR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-6230391246407372764?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6230391246407372764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=6230391246407372764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/6230391246407372764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/6230391246407372764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/colours-of-tonight.html' title='Colours of tonight'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/637516269_de4bbada3c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-5507928779435420659</id><published>2007-06-23T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:29:13.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>KNNBCCB</title><content type='html'>Someone just made me wanna say KANINABUCHAOCHIBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-5507928779435420659?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5507928779435420659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=5507928779435420659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5507928779435420659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5507928779435420659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/knnbccb.html' title='KNNBCCB'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-5808423140349889851</id><published>2007-06-21T17:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:46:21.617+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/579490531/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1301/579490531_8164c785c3.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/579490531/"&gt;City Of Dreams&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Second day in a row says Jon's dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-5808423140349889851?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5808423140349889851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=5808423140349889851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5808423140349889851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/5808423140349889851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/snow-globe_21.html' title='Snow Globe'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1301/579490531_8164c785c3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-2435303402154685454</id><published>2007-06-21T16:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T16:42:19.287+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Highway</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/579323442/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1016/579323442_fe6f5b14bc.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/579323442/"&gt;To the City&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	If it wasn't freezing, the bike trail would have been awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-2435303402154685454?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2435303402154685454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=2435303402154685454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/2435303402154685454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/2435303402154685454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyday-highway.html' title='Everyday Highway'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1016/579323442_fe6f5b14bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-1687143295988961969</id><published>2007-06-16T23:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T10:25:09.136+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it lead anywhere?</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/556394896/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1082/556394896_d90b4def22.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/556394896/"&gt;Bridge of Nowhere&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Thanks to Jon, I'm back photo blogging. And since it's such a tiny compact camera, I can bring it along during my rides! The only problem is there's only a 128MB memory card. That'll do. i guess. Check out the fog man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-1687143295988961969?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1687143295988961969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=1687143295988961969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/1687143295988961969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/1687143295988961969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/bridge-to-nowhere.html' title='Does it lead anywhere?'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1082/556394896_d90b4def22_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-363056400259419870</id><published>2007-06-16T23:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:11:29.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/556394908/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1437/556394908_aeb05b4790.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/556394908/"&gt;MISS TT&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Finally, this is my ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-363056400259419870?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/363056400259419870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=363056400259419870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/363056400259419870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/363056400259419870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm2.static.flickr.com/1437/556394908_aeb05b4790_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-61449035646817164</id><published>2007-06-15T10:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:37:01.198+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappear, I will.</title><content type='html'>Now, I'm convinced what love is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-61449035646817164?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/61449035646817164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=61449035646817164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/61449035646817164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/61449035646817164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/disappear-i-will.html' title='Disappear, I will.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-1589273726222120690</id><published>2007-06-11T11:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:12:37.397+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching and searching and never-endings</title><content type='html'>I have to start a new blog. you know, start with a clean slate? a new life? new perspectives? new ideas? new layouts? new pictures? Only this time I have no help with my layout and it won't be pretty. (upset look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, not that I'm extremely concern with what people think of me.. but at least, when they do, I'm pretty quite sure they would classify me as a 'slacker'. And, not that I don't like to be looked upon as a slacker (I think it's cool), but it kinda portrays a negative image. Don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I kinda put in more effort in particular things than most guys.. like cleaning up, washing dishes, organizing wardrobes, or semi-obsessive scrubbing toilet bowls. (the filipino blood, I swear) So, this kept me thinking, about how facial features could make up your personality, the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you behave and so on. I mean, because you look at yourself everyday, you sub-consciously become what you look. Self-esteem and confidence, makes up a major part of your personality, it's also a factor defined by how you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, fat or thin people can also look good. same goes for tall or short people. It's all a matter on how we present ourselves. Even, the effort one takes to do that, is by itself attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can tell how my life is upside down now cos of the way I look. I realize that I can sound very superfecial athis point. Of course, it's only my own point of view, but small good habits can really improve your personal wellbeing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing fresh air, or even breathing properly makes me feel good. I can't take air for granted cos of my over-sensitive.nose. I just love melbourne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just random.. Just finding something to blog, since I got NO camera. (upside-down smile)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-1589273726222120690?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1589273726222120690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=1589273726222120690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/1589273726222120690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/1589273726222120690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/06/searching-and-searching-and-never.html' title='Searching and searching and never-endings'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-7249793527707944691</id><published>2007-02-10T13:45:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:42:19.955+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Product shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/384667426/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/139/384667426_63dcb6595c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/384667426/"&gt;Product shot series&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-7249793527707944691?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7249793527707944691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=7249793527707944691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/7249793527707944691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/7249793527707944691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/02/product-shot.html' title='Product shot'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/139/384667426_63dcb6595c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-7846136391206378625</id><published>2007-02-10T13:41:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:39:55.309+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ties and Cuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/384667427/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/384667427_c779f86912.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/384667427/"&gt;Product shot series&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-7846136391206378625?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7846136391206378625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=7846136391206378625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/7846136391206378625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/7846136391206378625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/02/ties-and-cuffs_1994.html' title='Ties and Cuffs'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/384667427_c779f86912_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-4558802852926712012</id><published>2007-02-07T22:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:46:33.388+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Camaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/382633530/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/164/382633530_a6c56d70b9.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dsclub/382633530/"&gt;Camaro&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dsclub/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-4558802852926712012?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4558802852926712012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=4558802852926712012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/4558802852926712012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/4558802852926712012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/02/camaro.html' title='Camaro'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/164/382633530_a6c56d70b9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-116980152687412350</id><published>2007-01-26T19:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T13:47:19.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes, just sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/369116610/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/109/369116610_486a67ff87.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/369116610/"&gt;sometimes, just sometimes&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-116980152687412350?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/116980152687412350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=116980152687412350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/116980152687412350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/116980152687412350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-just-sometimes.html' title='sometimes, just sometimes'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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://farm1.static.flickr.com/109/369116610_486a67ff87_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-116036414632029750</id><published>2006-10-09T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:22:26.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning 11AM</title><content type='html'>Just when I needed strength, I chipped my wings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-116036414632029750?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/116036414632029750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=116036414632029750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/116036414632029750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/116036414632029750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-morning-11am.html' title='Monday Morning 11AM'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115854224701844433</id><published>2006-09-18T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:17:27.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse Sleep Ever</title><content type='html'>Last night was the worse night ever. Today I woke up even more tired than when I went to bed. Now feeling like a bloody zombie. Great way to start the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115854224701844433?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115854224701844433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115854224701844433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115854224701844433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115854224701844433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/worse-sleep-ever.html' title='Worse Sleep Ever'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115850367328068932</id><published>2006-09-18T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:34:33.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Friends, Good Time.</title><content type='html'>This weekend have been a great but tiring one. Yesterday's dinner was really good! Really reminiscent of the life in Melbourne. Jason C cooked pesto pasta, and we all went down to his place in town. It's a great feeling meeting up with secondary school class mates and bringing up the hilarious moments in class. The fights with our teachers, our first brush with porn, how we turned monsters from curious kids. Also, I found out that a lot of teaches hated me! One "loved" me.They all called me the nonchalant rebel. Haha. I really never knew how much teachers hated me till they brought up every single scenario. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the dinner went on, deserts were Haagen-dazs from Eugene and girlfriend, followed by the bonding game of Winning Eleven. And I concluded that I suck at video games, bowling, pool, CS ... After never-ever-winning in video games, I almost decided to get meself a bloody playstation.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just as about I am slowly adapting to my lonely businessperson life, I am leaving overseas soon.. On the positive side, by the time I come back, I would have gotten my pay! Really looking forward to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym is my favourite hang-out now. I don't have a life. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115850367328068932?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115850367328068932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115850367328068932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115850367328068932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115850367328068932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-friends-good-time.html' title='Great Friends, Good Time.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115825223371058599</id><published>2006-09-15T02:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:43:53.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs from the past</title><content type='html'>I miss Melbourne. Not just Melbourne. The old Melbourne. The SP 20. The Itrip with old songs. The Foo-Fighters, The Dishwallas, The Steve Vai,  The Muse. Hudsons. The young Eddie, the immature Jay, the spontaneous Suet Beng, the stressed-out Darryl, the corny Melvin, and our Cell leader Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no snow patrol, when maroon five was unheard of, there was the coming Sum 41. There was skateboarding. There was no Planet Shakers Church, there was AOG, no City Life Hobson's Bay, there was COC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna move on. For the first time, I hate my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115825223371058599?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115825223371058599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115825223371058599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115825223371058599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115825223371058599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/songs-from-past.html' title='Songs from the past'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115780043469704376</id><published>2006-09-09T21:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:13:54.710+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation from very understanding men</title><content type='html'>I can't agree more from this &lt;a href="http://goodshithappens.blogspot.com/"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I extend my greatest emphathy to all "you petite girls" from all of us, innocent men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Petite girls look gorgeous with short skirts as they boost more &lt;strike&gt;flesh&lt;/strike&gt; height. We undeniably agree. All of you look great from ALL angles! really. We think 3 inches from the knee is great, although the more, the greater illusion we get! Excellent thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, we understand. We will definitely look at YOU with more scrutiny. Great post! Keep up the good work. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115780043469704376?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115780043469704376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115780043469704376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115780043469704376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115780043469704376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/appreciation-from-very-understanding.html' title='Appreciation from very understanding men'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115779964933295188</id><published>2006-09-09T19:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:19:24.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: Ten reasons</title><content type='html'>Why I still prefer &lt;strike&gt;Serene&lt;/strike&gt; A 21-year old girl (despite all) because She:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) is so cute to think all 21-year-olds are exactly like her.&lt;br /&gt;   Classifying age groups into maturity/sensibilities shows excellent discern-ment&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Putting 85 million 21-year-olds right on their defence guard is really an excellent tactic. Excellent work partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) makes her debate so harmlessly friendly by complementing the other party here and there while implying her disatisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Flaunts her "cool and chic" photos in good will while displaying amazing photoshop work there.... Pat on the back, partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Again, makes sure 84999999 21-year-old music lovers are flaming hot on their defense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Puts debates online, recruiting pedophiles and "you-go-girl!" bloggers online as her panel while the rest of the world hide in their own secret world called "real life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Expects to be informed immediately when I decide to make plans after work. Slight differentiation from my expecations to know how much supple soft flesh she decides to show her happy audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Makes redemption by applauding small personal achievements by the other party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Is a genius in AMPlifying words by crossing them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Fulfills my "date the English teacher" fantasy when I sporadically spelled wordes wronginly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Sums it all up with her ultimate choice of sacrifice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I remember, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not name names..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115779964933295188?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115779964933295188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115779964933295188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115779964933295188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115779964933295188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/re-ten-reasons.html' title='RE: Ten reasons'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115768659263786728</id><published>2006-09-08T13:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T13:36:32.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Serene</title><content type='html'>Some people are too naive for their own good. I shan't name names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115768659263786728?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115768659263786728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115768659263786728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115768659263786728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115768659263786728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/serene.html' title='Serene'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115768635633079408</id><published>2006-09-08T12:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T13:38:54.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Analogy (Part One)</title><content type='html'>Okay, I made it to the office just before 10 today. A pat on my back, thank you, thank you. I think I may have pushed myself a bit hard today. Felt insanely nauseus after trying to clock a previous timing on my 2.4KM run (when I was still salad-fit). Oh well, now I know it actually takes time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyay, I titled today's entry Car Analogy (Part One) -"Part One" because I never remember everything I keep in my mind more than 30 minutes before. Also, I keep coming out with new analogies when my mind goes on autopilot everytime I'm doing monotonous activites - driving...running etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I feel driving and running a business parallels each other in many aspects.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, your destination is like the goal of your business. If you have been driving around for some time, you can navigate easily and get to your destination at the shortest time possible, just as a seasoned business man will know exactly how to get to where he wants his business to go. But for an inexperienced driver, he must plan his route. And so goes the phrase, "if you fail to plan, you plan to fail" Businesess require much planning to get where you want it to go. The driver uses a map, the buinessman educates himself through books, seminars, schools.. and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when you try to take a short cut - for eg, you speed... it's a risk you're taking... you might get caught or fined, or with luck, you might get there quicker. But the guilt or insecurity certainly will haunt you. You don't know whether the cameras caught you, or someone might be watching every move you take (when you do things under the table).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting analogy lies in the journey itself. How you get to your destination most effectively. You see, I watch how I drive - simply because my car downs petrol like a depressed drunkard. So, I try to step on the brake as little as possible so that I don't waste the momentum, and this requires a bit of foresight. You try to spot the next traffic light, see whether it's going to turn red soon, so you don't step the accelerator when you don't have to and let it roll all the way to a stop. The same way in a business, you try to be as efficient with your energy as possible. You don't push yourself all the way and drain all your energy at one time and then exhaust yourself out in one single blow. It has to have a steady momentum. After all, we have human bodies. So, we haqve to learn to use/channel our energies as effeciently as possible to minimalize our efforts and maximize our potential when we "accelerate" by having a good foresight; how many cars are ahead of you, how fast are they going, where/when can u overtake etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find overtaking is like seeing opportunities in business. There is a risk to take. How "safe" is it to overtake?... and when exactly to strike? You see, time is very precious. I try to get to the destination as quick, yet as (fuel)efficiently as possible. Therefore, there are 2 reasons I overtake. First, when I'm not at the maximum speed that I am allowed, and when I'm at a good momentum, and there's obstruction (a slow BMW lady driver for eg.) And so I observe around me and decide the perfect timing to overtake (while showing the finger at the b*tch looking at her top mirror deciding which "your place or mine" smile to give her boss today). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I can't recall the rest of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, I hear you say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115768635633079408?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115768635633079408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115768635633079408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115768635633079408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115768635633079408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/car-analogy-part-one.html' title='Car Analogy (Part One)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115762702362238022</id><published>2006-09-07T20:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:03:43.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeout.</title><content type='html'>I always have lots of things to say while driving my way to the office.. but once, I finally get the time to write, my mind's a barren state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost getting to work on time now.. Improving slowly but surely. Yesterday, I clock in at 1115 pm. Today, 11 sharp. Tommorow, I aim to get here by 1030 latest. One day, I'll surely be here by 9.  I always aim to wake up at 6. So that i'll reach the gym by 7. Then I can leave by 830, and get here by 9. So that's the masterplan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I only wake up by 8 now, reach town by 9, finish workout by 1015. So by the time, I get here (without breakfast yet) is 11. Tommorow, let's see how i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the temp website is up. It's here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115762702362238022?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115762702362238022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115762702362238022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115762702362238022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115762702362238022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/timeout.html' title='Timeout.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115718555783025501</id><published>2006-09-02T18:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:25:57.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Unworthy</title><content type='html'>This is an unworthy post cos the secluded portion of my head is not working at the moment. Sitting in a spanking new position in my office... -motivational positioning. I am in the midst of starting a project runway online of my own... looking for web designer/developer at the moment. Know any enterprising young talents? Let me know. Ah, that's all. In need of more adrenaline and teresterone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115718555783025501?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115718555783025501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115718555783025501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115718555783025501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115718555783025501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/09/unworthy.html' title='Unworthy'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115639820888424418</id><published>2006-08-24T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T16:36:27.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Begin a New Career</title><content type='html'>For the purpose of re-inventing, self-motivation, and the purpose of simply having an aim in my work, I decided to give myself a proper job instead of, " yea, i'm doing some business.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I aim to master the art of selling. Of Branding and Marketting...  Seeing, the business isn't really going anywhere at the moment anyway, this will be a real test in how I can change, re-brand, come out with new perspectives, incorporate fun and more fun to this business. Oh yea, one major drawback la, all expense will be covered by me, myself and I. Which means.. let's see the budget of my enterprising proposal.... $30.85! Woo Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of dragging myself up to work everyday. LOVE YOUR WORK. That's what I hope to do. Love it, love it, live it. In fact, I  love the suits we have. The current marketting and branding is just not doing it justice. Anyway, I just wanna have fun, like Cyndi Lauper. Now, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay possitive. &lt;br /&gt;Stay out of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Stay in bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115639820888424418?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115639820888424418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115639820888424418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115639820888424418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115639820888424418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-begin-new-career.html' title='I Begin a New Career'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115617697600682231</id><published>2006-08-21T21:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:16:16.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2nd Day at work</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. It's the end of my 2nd day of work. How do I feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tired... but rather unproductive. I need a new formula for self-motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to run today, but ended up with 2KM and some barbells and crunches. How did I do it last time? 10KM consistently, 3 times a week. Not to mention the salads and tuna cans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really forcing myself to write so I can reflect a year from now, if I'm still miserably pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with good ol' buddy, Kelvin today. Great to know we're still the same inside - egoistic bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we share the same love for beaches in Australia, and both of us have one year of long distance relationship with our gfs to endure (the freedom). It's hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 0007 now, and I'm cultivating myself to sleep early-wake up early for gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To SD, Good morning! Hope you slept well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115617697600682231?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115617697600682231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115617697600682231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115617697600682231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115617697600682231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-2nd-day-at-work.html' title='My 2nd Day at work'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115600453617880025</id><published>2006-08-20T01:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:22:16.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Xin Jia Po</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm finally back from a week of short respite in all-time-favourite Melbourne. Time seems to fly when you are having so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back and I'm not sure if I'm ready to stand up to all these challanges ahead of me. I have to try to be all positive and self-motivating again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've refused to move on from my "Uni Life" ever since I graduated. Couldn't settle in to the working 9-7 life. Especially now when SD is not here with me. Everyday seems such a pain to pass. Finding Social life seems so difficult. I really tried. I did. The smses, the msns, the drinks, but everyone seems so caught up with work or something or, I don't know, life really feels so empty. Lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read entries just one year ago. It didn't seem that long ago, but I was so carefree then. So motivated, almost passionate. Every day just doing the things I love. Now, taking life one day at a time seems so meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tommorow kisses my freelance days into sweet vapour, clenching every muscle on my head to face the worries/burden of a family business ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without friends or my love one beside me, I wonder if I could stand against the storm alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115600453617880025?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115600453617880025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115600453617880025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115600453617880025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115600453617880025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-in-xin-jia-po.html' title='Back in Xin Jia Po'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115589271748694824</id><published>2006-08-18T19:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T19:18:37.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The last.</title><content type='html'>Realizing what matters. Am I worthwhile? What am I doing? You're finally on the other end, so wake up, Nelson. Stop trying so hard. Maybe you're just not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115589271748694824?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115589271748694824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115589271748694824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115589271748694824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115589271748694824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/08/last.html' title='The last.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115524052463879678</id><published>2006-08-11T06:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:08:44.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing</title><content type='html'>I miss her so much. So god damn much. Though we talk every night.. and sometimes, it's just silence, both us doing our own stuff... but deep down, I need her beside me so badly. No matter how i try to fill myself up with work, or hanging out, at the end of the day, I still struggle at her absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing, one birthday wish, one thing I would sacrifice anything for, it's being with her forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115524052463879678?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115524052463879678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115524052463879678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115524052463879678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115524052463879678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-thing.html' title='One thing'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115227566893709840</id><published>2006-07-07T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:34:28.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so cold, i'm rubbing my hands on the powerbook for heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115227566893709840?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115227566893709840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115227566893709840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115227566893709840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115227566893709840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-cold-im-rubbing-my-hands-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115220461917385324</id><published>2006-07-07T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:50:19.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>02:49</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm drifting further away from the person I always wished I could be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115220461917385324?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115220461917385324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115220461917385324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115220461917385324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115220461917385324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/07/0249.html' title='02:49'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115185748795704008</id><published>2006-07-03T01:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:27:50.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A life worth living</title><content type='html'>Taking a tram at night in the cold in Melbourne to the suburbs really makes me feel nostalgic. I remember fighting against the freezing strong wings in my shorts, riding all the way up to Frankston with Dave in mid winter. Those days we were crazily impulsive, or should  I say, madly spontaneous and lusting for adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I also reflected on what I have lost to come here. A steady income, my beloved Mazda 3... oh how I miss it so much.. -that luxurious life. I do admit I am kinda materialistic when it comes to cars, gadgets and clothes... and I still imaging myself in those leather seats, behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't regret. Every morning, waking up just breathing and knowing here I am, in Melbourne..  I look in the mirror, I stir up some kinda motivation inside me, that tells myself I will work hard, and earn everything back.. with my own hands. At least one day I can be proud that everything I have, I deserve every speck of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, very soon, SD will be here with me. So now, I can go to sleep with a long-lost smile on my face... sweet dreams, nel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115185748795704008?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115185748795704008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115185748795704008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115185748795704008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115185748795704008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-worth-living.html' title='A life worth living'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115169414350256555</id><published>2006-07-01T04:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T05:02:23.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'>relax.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/178523686/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/178523686_1e0fb1cc43.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/178523686/"&gt;Have a bite&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	This picture feels empty without someone... I wonder who it is....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got out of the house after finishing an overnight assignment. And my sore throat is gone! Feeling a whole lot better since I came. Came back from Tat's house after watching the long match between Argentina and Germany, and still feeling full from Tat's Maggi mee and chicken wings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are a bit different nowadays, but oh well, the thought of being here with my love one just keeps me smiling.. and smiling.. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I can wake up for soccer in 5 hrs time... the cold just keeps me in bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115169414350256555?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115169414350256555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115169414350256555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115169414350256555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115169414350256555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/07/relax.html' title='relax.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115166371924170275</id><published>2006-06-30T20:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:35:19.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Too little time!</title><content type='html'>Just to note that all is well with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished 2 jobs and 2 more on the way..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally seeing what I did in University is paying off. And paying pretty darn well too(though I haven't see the money coming in yet!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the "work from home life" is pretty much what I had hoped for. = ) Not forgetting, in AUSTRALIA, Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out to chill with the guys now.. A good start to my life in Melbourne. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love it. at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115166371924170275?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115166371924170275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115166371924170275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115166371924170275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115166371924170275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-little-time.html' title='Too little time!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115038379543663100</id><published>2006-06-16T00:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:03:15.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kaypoh Tag</title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Swirling air from the fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kaypoh Tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 schools I went to&lt;br /&gt;Anglo Chinese Primary School. Anglo Chinese School (Barker). University of Melbourne. &lt;br /&gt;3 things in my handbag : powerbook, design book, camera in my Gucchi&lt;br /&gt;3 things i do when im stressed : Eat. Bit my nails. Pull my hair ( only to increase circulation on my head)&lt;br /&gt;3 places i go to on a daily basis : skybellz.blogspot.com, ickleoriental.livejournal.com, xxxessive.multiply.com/journal&lt;br /&gt;3 favourite fruits : Mango. Apple. Banana&lt;br /&gt;3 names i go by : Nel, Ah niow, dude &lt;br /&gt;3 of my fav food : Dorritos, Pringles, Kettle.&lt;br /&gt;who is in the hse with me : Aunt Susan&lt;br /&gt;who am i thinking of right now : Mum&lt;br /&gt;who did i last talk to on the phone : Serene&lt;br /&gt;who do i wish i am with right now? : Serene&lt;br /&gt;who did i sit with during 5th period in class : Usually by the fifth period, I would be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;who was the last person i uttered love to : who else...&lt;br /&gt;who gets on my nerves most in school? : People who demands homework on TIME.&lt;br /&gt;where is the last place i took a ride to? : From Bishan to Home.&lt;br /&gt;what was the last thing i ate? : flu medicine&lt;br /&gt;what do i like most about school? : everything.&lt;br /&gt;what is my favourite colour? : Black&lt;br /&gt;what was the last movie i watched? : Silent Hill.&lt;br /&gt;when did i start school? : 3rd January 1985... ya right, like hell i know.&lt;br /&gt;when did i last go to the mall? : Just now.&lt;br /&gt;3 bloggers to do this : whoever comes here. yar, so just the two of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115038379543663100?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115038379543663100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115038379543663100&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115038379543663100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115038379543663100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/kaypoh-tag.html' title='The Kaypoh Tag'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-115030383065070242</id><published>2006-06-15T02:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:52:25.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>Been staying home and reading lots of design and marketting books lately. Wondering where my future may lie. Australia seems too attractive, yet I have to consider my living too. Opportunities are popping up here and there, now i start to wonder - is it my passion or my lifestyle that drives me? At least I know I'm definitely not going to be a pilot after speaking to Samuel. Takes too long to earn that 5K/ mth salary. Plus the six months of regimental training, and 1 year away in Perth will disrupt the plans I have for 2007. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong urge in continuing to educate myself in a design college, but am I too late? All these options are looking bright, but the AGE reminds me I do not have much time... There's tonnes of things I wanna do.. Man, freedom can be quite daunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115030383065070242?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115030383065070242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115030383065070242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115030383065070242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115030383065070242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/options.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-115007628426945415</id><published>2006-06-12T11:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:38:04.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Done.</title><content type='html'>Am I really gonna leave everything I've got to start anew in Melbourne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-115007628426945415?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/115007628426945415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=115007628426945415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115007628426945415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/115007628426945415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114986506159871653</id><published>2006-06-10T00:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:03:35.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/163627344/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/163627344_7037b5c5d0.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/163627344/"&gt;The Next Step&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; I want. I have decided to aim for this instead of the 20" Apple Cinema Display. So those people who have been saving up for my upcoming birthday present, please place whatever money you have saved into the "keep Nel off the couch" tin, placed somewhere in my imagination, Thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, I've decided to move on and do something about my life while i'm stuck here for the next 2 years. So, I've always  secretly wanna be a sportsman, believe it or not. I know, it's so unlike me right. The adventurous soul in me has been severely repressed for quite a while now... it's about time I stop being gay and look all clean and pretty. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the bike is slightly out of reach right now, (it cost as much as my month's salary) so it'll have to wait a bit now.. Meanwhile, I'm gonna enjoy the last days gorging Singapore's glorious FOOD before I lose everything including my gut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114986506159871653?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114986506159871653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114986506159871653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114986506159871653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114986506159871653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/next-step.html' title='The Next Step'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114959644510898150</id><published>2006-06-06T22:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:20:45.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Super</title><content type='html'>because my wireless broadband is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114959644510898150?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114959644510898150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114959644510898150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114959644510898150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114959644510898150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-super.html' title='Feeling Super'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114959593298861022</id><published>2006-06-06T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:12:12.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Street D'art</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/161559755/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/161559755_d67eefa529.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/161559755/"&gt;street2&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114959593298861022?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114959593298861022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114959593298861022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114959593298861022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114959593298861022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/street-dart.html' title='Street D&apos;art'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114923414516920776</id><published>2006-06-02T16:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T17:42:25.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>In Between</title><content type='html'>Do you ever think some people just have it all? Looks, money, friends, personality, freedom... while the rest of us just convince ourselves to be just contented with what we have so that we can be truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't really know me may think that "I have it all", while closer friends know that I'd rather be someone else or somewhere else and not have anything at all. I'm still young and there's so much more I wanna do yet I'm tied down by family obligations and watching my days crawl by. I don't wanna prove anybody anything. I feel like I've betrayed/fooled myself. Am I doing out of sympathy or filial piety I don't know. I am caught between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really all that. People who know me know I just put on a strong front, but I'm really dying inside. It really sucks cos I am the one who always will do something about it, but now, I'm left hanging on behind the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to elope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114923414516920776?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114923414516920776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114923414516920776&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114923414516920776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114923414516920776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-between.html' title='In Between'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-114886758322597273</id><published>2006-05-29T11:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:53:03.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting a pace</title><content type='html'>I am so inspired to take up triathlon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. my fitness is so depressing... Went to the gym to do a 10KM run, only ended up doing 7KM before my self motivation lost itself. I remember the days in Melbourne, running from the city to Brighton with Good Ol' Dave before having a HUGE healthy breakfast, and then heading to back to Uni to start our day... Man, I really missed that. Living was so enjoyable then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114886758322597273?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114886758322597273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114886758322597273&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114886758322597273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114886758322597273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/starting-pace.html' title='Starting a pace'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-114870586172627909</id><published>2006-05-27T14:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:57:41.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>d-rama st</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/153983454/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/153983454_3c7e0ac531.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/153983454/"&gt;d-rama&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Bored people in a fashion store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114870586172627909?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114870586172627909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114870586172627909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114870586172627909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114870586172627909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/d-rama-st.html' title='d-rama st'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114862068203688209</id><published>2006-05-26T15:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T15:30:11.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholesome not-so-goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/153429966/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/153429966_8bb2081b06.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/153429966/"&gt;Wholesome not-so-goodness&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; The Mini Hamburger Steak Meal from Pepper Lunch. It shouldn't be called "mini", it totally satisfied a gluttonous me. Was gonna boycott Yoshinoya when they decided not to give me their student meal. But being the peace-loving guy I am, I shall just quietly state in my blog that Yoshinoya SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;So, there we were at Pepper Lunch directly opposite the yoshinoya food court, enjoying our very scumptious meal, feeling totally satisfied with the extra (worthy) bucks spent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I promised to put a good word on my blog and the forums for Mr John Liew from Merdeka. The next time  you wanna buy camera stuff from Sim Lim, 2 places I recommend. Mederka and Alan Photo (both on the ground floor). Go straight to either John Liew(Mederka) or Steven(Alan Photo). John deserves a thumbs up for his excellent service, while Steven is very straight forward in his pricing. Both gives the best price in Sim Lim. Spend your time testing out cameras instead of looking around for the best prices. The code word to mention is "clubsnap". Just mention that you are from the clubsnap forum and be assured a good price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, I bought the Finepix Z2 from John. Was considering between the Z2 or the Canon IXUS 800IS. I went for the Z2 instead due to the price and heavy persuasion from John and SD. Wasn't their fault, it really looked better on the LCD screen on the Z2. It turned out to be a big mistake! The Z2 sucks big time in image quality. It only looks better on the LCD screen, because the LCD is of a higher resolution. However, the image itself, when viewed on the computer is obviously inferior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I went back to Sim Lim and asked for an exchange. A heap of relief when John very gladly exchanged the cameras for me. Very nice and sincere gentleman. Good service, which is extremely rare in Sim Lim. Most of them scheming vultures, attacking u like bread crumbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am now a very proud and satisfied owner of the Canon IXUS 800 IS. It is absolutely gorgeous and the image quality is very impressive for a compact digicam. Tonnes of functions on it without sacrificing all the important elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I hate about most consumer cameras is that they always take out something to put something else in. Like the extra megapixels, which is really redundant for a compact camera. (6.0 Megapixles is just right) And the nightshots, higher sentivity for low-light etc can be left out too because any noise above ISO400 is really unacceptable. The flash is inevitable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. what I intended to be a short entry became a camera review instead. sorry. I still have a lot of things to say.. but I guess I'll just wait for people to ask when they wanna buy one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Satisfied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114862068203688209?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114862068203688209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114862068203688209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114862068203688209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114862068203688209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/wholesome-not-so-goodness.html' title='Wholesome not-so-goodness'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114854758693272063</id><published>2006-05-25T18:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:02:06.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Short break</title><content type='html'>Ouch! Just burnt my tongue while attempting to suck the Earl Grey from the bloody straw.. Now, sitting right next to SD enjoying the superfast internet access (I have been using 56k for the past few months.. really appreciating this now = ) ) Shit, I must have killed 80% of my taste buds, I can' taste the earl grey anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning everything went as planned. Woke up at 7, visited late uncle Vincent Tan with Joel and then headed down to the gym. Felt pretty nauseous after just 50 mins of cycling.. Finally suffering from the months of pigging out and sitting on my arse. Depressing man. But, at least I'm finally doing something about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here we are trying to dig out any remnants of our love for the arts (buried over layers of mundane working wretched life) at the Red Dot Design Museum on my one and only OFF day of the week and guess what? IT'S CLOSED. Just for today! Tough luck. Nevermind, at least, we got to shop for some inspirations along Ang Siang Road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, signing off for now, have been hogging the comp at Pacific Coffee for some time now. Adios! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. back to my earl grey tea... &lt;br /&gt;darn.. cold already. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114854758693272063?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114854758693272063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114854758693272063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114854758693272063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114854758693272063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/short-break.html' title='Short break'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114852377930219418</id><published>2006-05-25T12:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:22:59.316+10:00</updated><title type='text'>no time</title><content type='html'>Why is it that everytime I wanna blog, something else always comes up. I have to run off to the gym now. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114852377930219418?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114852377930219418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114852377930219418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114852377930219418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114852377930219418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-time.html' title='no time'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114831759058558351</id><published>2006-05-23T02:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T03:25:58.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby</title><content type='html'>Caught Poseidon with SD just now.. Been a while since we both caught a movie... so we headed down to the new Capitol Cinema right after work. Was glad its a pretty good one. No tears, but lots of heart stopping moments... the faster the ship filled up with water, the faster my hands raced for the popcorn... heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a new baby in the house! Bit my teeth and got myself one of those sleek and shiny beauties at Sim Lim today. Though I was rather uncomfortable with a non-canon camera, I was finally persuaded by the salesman and SD's personal opinion. (Although I think her real reason is because it's cheaper. Have I told you she's just like my mom? nag, nag, nag...) Anyway, since I already have a gorgeous set up with a beast of a lens, plus considering I just needed a tiny camera for journalistic/documentary purpose, it kinda justified the purchase. I'll try to get a few shots with it and post it up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my mum... today I realised where my high expectations of a girlfriend came from... Seeing her at work today made me realised that my dad had really gotten the best there is...! Really... everything that I look for... that good heart, that selfless soul, that positivity, God-loving, caring, Super-hardworking, understanding,  gentle, simple-minded.. thrifty(not good for us).. Maybe not everything... haha. She can be a bit boring sometimes.. haha. No la, I'm still young and I still prefer to live on the edge..  I expect my dearest to do everything she "thinks" she can't... haha. I am a demanding boyfriend. One that is high in demand. *bish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope my family will not have to suffer financially in future, so that our children will receive the best upbringing we can give. I dream of a wonderful life ahead and I hope &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; will build it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel: = ) inspired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114831759058558351?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114831759058558351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114831759058558351&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114831759058558351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114831759058558351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-baby.html' title='New Baby'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-114826142029198723</id><published>2006-05-22T11:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:30:20.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>49333 bps</title><content type='html'>Blogging is no fun with this 56K walking stick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a slut at doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to wakeboarding this week..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Singapore Sale is here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta design my label soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Joel not here yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning and have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114826142029198723?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114826142029198723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114826142029198723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114826142029198723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114826142029198723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/49333-bps.html' title='49333 bps'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114793348409523882</id><published>2006-05-18T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T19:23:29.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/148650330/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/148650330_e76f68d172.jpg" width="500" height="329" alt="jewel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/148573466/"&gt;Jewel&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Alas, poor SH became a victim of my obsessive snappings.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a bit more motivated today... maybe it's the vitamins giving me more energy..  I feel an increase in my metabolism... which makes me quite jumpy. I wonder when i'll visit the gym again... I have to make the time. The fatter I become, the sloppier I work, and the stupider I become. I've been stupid for way too long now.. Need to get back on track.. before SH leaves or i'll fall into depression once she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I am jotting down on my hand to wake up earlier to go the gym tommorow. So no late night for me tonight.. Gonna get ready for some long distance endurance running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys haven't heard of 2HOT cafe, you MUST try the IKAN BAKAR there.. it's fabulous! For the rich and famous, go down to Esplanade (right next to Thai Express) while for the common people, it's just right behind the Trade Hub 21 Building at 8 Boon Lay Way. I promise the journey is worth it. The price is a fraction of the one at Esplanade. Send Gurmit Singh and Michelle Chia there or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, speaking of celebrities, SH and I saw Fiona Xie at IKEA yesterday..! Well, I was quite embarassed when she caught my eyes yesterday. Make me feel like a small boy when she's actually my age! Haha, I know SH felt a tinge of jealousy, but don't worry my dear, you're the one I LOVE ok? heh. You have something that she doesn't... (kiss me and i'll tell you.. heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... mushy mushy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue to watch BECK now! Later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114793348409523882?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114793348409523882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114793348409523882&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114793348409523882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114793348409523882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/jewel.html' title='Jewel'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-114786199224194300</id><published>2006-05-17T20:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:33:12.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored by myself</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored in the office, I've been trying to read blogs to inspire myself to live a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored i did a personality test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;!--65.71 55 51.22 61.9--&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="250"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;font color="black"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/jung/entp.html"&gt;ENTP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; -  "Inventor". Enthusiastic interest in everything and always sensitive to possibilities. Non-conformist and innovative. 3.2% of the total population. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;Free Jung Personality Test (similar to Myers-Briggs/MBTI)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says possible careers include "... musician, interior designer, human relations, architect, finance manager, security guard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why security guard.. so out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, darls is here... so ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114786199224194300?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114786199224194300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114786199224194300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114786199224194300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114786199224194300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored-by-myself.html' title='Bored by myself'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114785233169797467</id><published>2006-05-17T17:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:52:11.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>you're beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/148047492/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/148047492_34c0e2e3a5.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/148047492/"&gt;my beautiful&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	BACK!! &lt;br /&gt;Didn't really go anywhere.. but yea, finally blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I ORDed yesterday! Though many said it is a tat over-rated, I do feel a little relieved and did shout quietly in my car, " ORD loh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) SD is going to melbourne leaving me all alone in this tragedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Gonna start taking photos again. It feels good just snapping away playfully with SD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) GET TO LEAVE MY HAIR LONG! shouts of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Got my first paycheck already. it's a miserable amount, don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Zoomba is doing great with his new "girly" airfreshener..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Looking forward to going to the gym and wakeboarding again.. Anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of things to do in the office.. but nah, i'm just kicking my shoes off, blogging and reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Looking to buy a) new clothes&lt;br /&gt;                                b) a compact digital camera that I can bring around.&lt;br /&gt;                                c) a 20" LCD display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Man, I am a depressing 2 KG heavier...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114785233169797467?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114785233169797467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114785233169797467&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114785233169797467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114785233169797467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/05/youre-beautiful.html' title='you&apos;re beautiful'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-114521289193051620</id><published>2006-04-17T03:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:41:31.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-connected</title><content type='html'>Finally got a chance to get online again to read all your blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, waiting for my video to render again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, think i'll give a shot at eddie's tag. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question. NO CHEATING. Tag your friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Because of You - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm... Cool song, but relevance? dunno?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Renegagde Fighter - Hothead&lt;br /&gt;(Err.. Rebel??? I think I should stop listening to emo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;One Thousand Years later - Lin Jun Jie&lt;br /&gt;(Who the hell downloaded this song??? I guess no one really thinks of me much = ()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Tag is getting so depressing... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Better Days - Pete Murray&lt;br /&gt;(which is now history. I'm old and haggard now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Upside Down - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;(Really? I ought to try that out more often. But yea, Jack makes me happy with this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Alright Tonight - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;(Happened that I had a long conversation with Joel tonight about life. I ought to carry it out then. 2 years of filial slavery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Far Away - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, this can either sound good or bad. 1) I have to patient for a long while or 2)Out of Singapore!! I hope Melbourne is considered far away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is some good advice for me?&lt;br /&gt;I know - MayDay&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know lor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I be remembered?&lt;br /&gt;Break Down - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;(Okay now, I don't really like you, Jack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my signature dancing song?&lt;br /&gt;Landed - Ben's Fold&lt;br /&gt;(So emo ah... this tag is not doing me good...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Hair like snow - Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;(Looks like my Pantene conditioner is working. Mmm.. I like. heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;wang zi mian - Sun Yanzi&lt;br /&gt;(who has been downloading chinese songs?? What the heck does "wang zi mian" mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Honey - Slightly Stoopid&lt;br /&gt;(Yea, this is slightly stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of men/women do I like?&lt;br /&gt;soya milk and fried dough sticks - Lin Jun Jie&lt;br /&gt;(Not I download one. But yea, fair, petite and skinny. That's the men I like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: I couldn't get high - Slightly Stoopid&lt;br /&gt;(Who says?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my day going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Dating L-O-V-I-N-G - Mayday&lt;br /&gt;(Heh... *blush*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags to all who actually visits me. which is 3 of u la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114521289193051620?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114521289193051620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114521289193051620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114521289193051620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114521289193051620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/04/re-connected.html' title='Re-connected'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114463932474862624</id><published>2006-04-10T13:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T13:22:04.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a Pat on my back</title><content type='html'>Alritey! I'm finally done with my assigments and turing gay! After months of hagging like a whore in front of the computer, I can finally return to my order of life. I guess its all worth it. Time flew by for me and my time in there was not wasted doing mundane admin or "sai kang"s. Considering the days I spent working from home, I cannot think of a better plan to spend my last 4 months in the Branch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna plan a short respite now before I start working again. Ooh.. where should I go? Any ideas? I'm on a pretty weeny budget tho. Maybe Thailand?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, gonna take a hot shower now.. I smell great by the way. Haven't bathe in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114463932474862624?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114463932474862624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114463932474862624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114463932474862624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114463932474862624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/04/pat-on-my-back.html' title='a Pat on my back'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114399810480819715</id><published>2006-04-03T02:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:15:34.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>ah... finally online again. Been a freakin long week.. An ORD personnel like me shouldn't be staying in camp for 3 days straight.. but oh well, at least got one project down..  just one more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now enjoying the serenity of midnight blogging cum msn-ing in the comfort of home. Been feeling a bit better after meeting up with old (prospective new hang-out buddies) friends, whom like me, had recently returned from afar and now about to enter the crazy working life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long awaited zoomba has finally arrived. No times to take pics yet.. so i conveniently ripped this off SD's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1517/468/1600/jumbavszoomba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1517/468/400/jumbavszoomba.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus some pics from SD's 21st Birthday BBQ.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/118127404_a23f2a5534.jpg" alt="BBQ" height="368" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a date on the top of the world.. (at least as high as s'pore can get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/118127405_e0e37f1f83.jpg" alt="Equinox" height="111" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantica at Chjimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/19/118121675_45b7f03763.jpg" alt="CHIJMES romantica" height="500" width="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally letting our feet out at the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/118121674_4365c4c7f9.jpg" alt="sentosa celebration" height="500" width="326" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114399810480819715?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114399810480819715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114399810480819715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114399810480819715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114399810480819715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/04/recovery_03.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114292251908809342</id><published>2006-03-21T17:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:28:39.103+11:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings</title><content type='html'>Pit low. can't say more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114292251908809342?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114292251908809342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114292251908809342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114292251908809342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114292251908809342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/feelings.html' title='feelings'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114278186058762480</id><published>2006-03-20T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T02:24:20.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Road works</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/114644445/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/114644445_2410a894b1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/114644445/"&gt;Ruffs and Tuffs&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I can't believe I can still blog when I have my project due tommorow. Oh well, this was while we were at St Kilda Beach and I roller bladed in Fang's blades to get my car after Rex Hunt's Fish and Chippery........!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114278186058762480?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114278186058762480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114278186058762480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114278186058762480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114278186058762480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-works.html' title='Road works'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114265884151725399</id><published>2006-03-18T16:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:14:01.580+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/113987774/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/113987774_472362c4f6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/113987774/"&gt;A time and place for you and me&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	St Kilda Beach, Dec 2005.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114265884151725399?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114265884151725399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114265884151725399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114265884151725399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114265884151725399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114230324508994359</id><published>2006-03-14T12:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:27:25.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the Animator</title><content type='html'>For the whole of this week, i'll be chair-bounded in front of my comp. On the bright side, I don't need to go back to camp! Till now, i still don't think i'm good at doing this kinda thing. For one, i hate sitting in front of the comp. I can't sit anywhere for more than 10 mins. I'll be like walking to the fridge, walking to the fridge and walking to the fridge. Either that or i'll only last as long as the size of the bag of chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things to look forward to so far. 1) Singapore Fastion Week - which i think i'm a tat too late as all the tickets are out = ( 2) the Singapore Young Photograher Award. This is the last year I can take part as the max age is 25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note, two very important people will be leaving me to Melbourne soon. = (&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'm happy for them, the thought of it weighs my lips down. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be fated with LDRs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114230324508994359?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114230324508994359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114230324508994359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114230324508994359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114230324508994359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/animator.html' title='the Animator'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114208678009624895</id><published>2006-03-12T00:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:19:40.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUSY</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's what I've been feeling lately. FOUSY. (derived from the term FUGLY) Where's the optimistic, positive, open minded attitude now? Where's the I'm really contented where I am now... where's the "can't be better" replies now? HAHAHA. In your face! Mister chin-up, everything's great and what-a-wonderful-world guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks man. Finally hitting the deep end.. and it can get worse. Everyday is such a drag. everyday, till i get out of here. Nothing to look forward to man... just thinking of the near future, I can see myself in that corner of that dark 3D space of void in a superfecially pressed set of working clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to move out. I need space. I need to cry. I need to jam. to skate. to snowboard. to take photos. to booze. to get drunk.  &lt;strike&gt;to get laid&lt;/strike&gt;. to party till I drop. to have kids. to buy a powerbook. I need to bathe.  to take a long hot shower. a long hot and steamy shower. a long hot, steamy and ok I shall not go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Fousy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114208678009624895?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114208678009624895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114208678009624895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114208678009624895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114208678009624895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/fousy.html' title='FOUSY'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114157314987381553</id><published>2006-03-06T02:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T01:19:06.650+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/108136440/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/108136440_592964c7a2.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/108136440/"&gt;I miss V much&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114157314987381553?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114157314987381553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114157314987381553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114157314987381553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114157314987381553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114157262506639897</id><published>2006-03-06T02:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T02:34:20.996+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Miss V</title><content type='html'>Working on a video production for an army video at the moment and am missing a vital source of inspiration and motivation. Oh i remembered the nights with empty green cans standing in a row on my black Jerker while a dim lamp focuses my attention on my beloved workstation. I see it so clearly still.... I miss that fizz on the back of my throat that sends the adrenaline that frees my mind. Nothing can ever replace that source of energy. not 3 in1s. not redbulls whose wings are too weak to make me fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that hears my cries... please please i beg for that one more can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. how about the six pack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one bottle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114157262506639897?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114157262506639897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114157262506639897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114157262506639897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114157262506639897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/missing-miss-v.html' title='Missing Miss V'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114122895311686764</id><published>2006-03-02T02:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T03:02:33.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>And now I know</title><content type='html'>Man don't cry...&lt;br /&gt;Man, it's so hard not to. &lt;br /&gt;After reading Eddie's blog, its so hard not to. Just a single frame of my memory is enough to put a strain on my heart, so much as to let the the images keep coming through. There is no doubt the best days of my lives were with u guys.. I missed it so badly. If I could turn back time, I wouldn't have let us grow apart. It was the best cell group. The best roadtrips. The best indo mees. Even the potato chips taste different now. Oh man.. Even tho, my life may been filled with other things, nothing could have made up the joy you guys have given me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard. so damn hard to think I could have just gone back this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to choose otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it even a choice? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respetckt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114122895311686764?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114122895311686764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114122895311686764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114122895311686764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114122895311686764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-now-i-know.html' title='And now I know'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114093178415670373</id><published>2006-02-26T16:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:35:50.620+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Magen Nelson makes it to Fashion Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/104497344/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/104497344_a8bde35ad9_b.jpg" width="438" height="1024" alt="magen-nelson" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/104497344/"&gt;magen-nelson&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114093178415670373?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114093178415670373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114093178415670373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114093178415670373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114093178415670373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/magen-nelson-makes-it-to-fashion-week.html' title='Magen Nelson makes it to Fashion Week!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114049162310825385</id><published>2006-02-21T14:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T14:15:57.676+11:00</updated><title type='text'>One lazy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/102417683/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/102417683_210c343b45_b.jpg" width="384" height="1024" alt="One lazy day" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/102417683/"&gt;One lazy day&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Army is making me fat and I swear I am already the fittest guy around here.. That makes this place an old Folk's Home. lol. People sleep before work, during lunch and on tabletops during work. I shall not reveal too much as I may get charged for this. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, karaoke can be quite fun.. I should learn a few songs and jot it down with hanyu pinying like Alvin. But first, I shall learn to sing. It was just nice meeting up with friends. I know I should. And I will. I am already progressing in my attempt to organize with the help of a small diary and nice pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is now sleeping beside me cuddled up listening to the melodic tunes of James Blunt.. Yea, I  moved my computer out so she/I won't be so lonely..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114049162310825385?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114049162310825385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114049162310825385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114049162310825385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114049162310825385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-lazy-day.html' title='One lazy day'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114036739776305077</id><published>2006-02-20T03:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T03:43:17.856+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/101642788/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/101642788_94d7036e2e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/101642788/"&gt;faithwname&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	She's so sweet... aww... I know I sound like a girl, but I do have a soft spot for  lil puppies.. I know Serene's gonna be so so happy when she finds out about this! She's such a baby... 2 months old.. I wanna play with it but she looks so tired I can't bear to wake her up. Whenever I put my hand beside her head, she lies on my hand.. and sleeps on it..! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. sis-in-law says she's gonna be here till at least december...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ser, my heart is stolen.. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114036739776305077?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114036739776305077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114036739776305077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114036739776305077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114036739776305077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/welcome-to-family.html' title='Welcome to the family!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114033181820379166</id><published>2006-02-19T17:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:50:18.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/101457692/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/101457692_184b9607f4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/101457692/"&gt;Hide and seek&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Everytime I look at my camera, it stares back at me blankly. And once, it was all restless and eager to climb into my bag, take a ride behind my back hearing the swirling wind outside, all ready to breathe in pretty sunny, colourful things and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it deserves so much more. It deserves breath-taking mountain tops, it deserves the deep blue skies and creamy beaches, dramatic landscapes and stunning night skies, it deserves much more than sitting under my table on weekdays and the car boot on weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when I have more time..." I promised.. one week after another..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114033181820379166?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114033181820379166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114033181820379166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114033181820379166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114033181820379166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and seek'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114025701486963145</id><published>2006-02-18T20:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:03:34.886+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Organize</title><content type='html'>That's what the number one thing I need to do before I stop complaining about how many things I cannot finish doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate for inspiration. It's been ages since I've tickled my mind or received a standing ovation from the hairs on my arms... I need time to reflect. It's funny.. I've got things to do.. but yet I need things to do. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Those&lt;/span&gt; things. I need challenges instead of doing the mundane. I really wish to get out of here. Another 2 years. I need to learn to wait. Sometimes, I feel as if i've grown up. But maybe I don't want to grow up. Maybe, I just want to be selfish and think about myself and just do the things I want to do. I feel obligated. I feel a sense of responsibility to be here. My conscience definitely placed a large part in my choice of staying here and helping out with the business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy you. You, who are still studying. You, who are still earning enough just to spend on your next roadtrip. You, who are doing the things you love without having the need to think about money. You, who have freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114025701486963145?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114025701486963145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114025701486963145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114025701486963145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114025701486963145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/organize.html' title='Organize'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-114001638751343138</id><published>2006-02-16T01:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:13:07.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing hair</title><content type='html'>I think i am losing hair. As I stare in the mirror right now, i look like the state I was during my last two weeks of deadlines. I miss lots of things. Even as I run nowadays, memories of the past, of the best times of my life, makes me almost emotional. Even now, looking at the pictures that fill my wall are captures of the best times of my life with the best ever friends that I miss so dearly. I miss the air, the smell, the beaches, the friends. Speaking of which, I think there are a few people that I wished I could have known better, and not just the kind you make fun of, but those that are so close you can easily take them for granted that they're forever there. Those, that you can stay in the same room and be doing your own stuff and simply enjoy the company. Those that sleep over and watch movie marathons and will be ready to change and pack their bags anytime, anywhere for the sake of some roadtrippin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss damn a lot of things. But for now, I'll be here for at least another 2 years. And thanks to a very understanding and loving someone, I'm happy just being here now. 2007 is still gonna happen. = ) I hope. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just can't wait till my Mazda 3 arrive... Its not my first car, but it's gonna be the first that I'm paying for. = )&lt;br /&gt;Tho i am more than contended with the Mazda 3, I still itch at the thought that my dad wanted to subsidize me to get the rx8..! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah... I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy. I love Jesus and Mazda 3 is just good enough for me.  I am not materialistic. I am a humble guy that dreams of the rx8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-114001638751343138?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/114001638751343138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=114001638751343138&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114001638751343138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/114001638751343138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/losing-hair.html' title='Losing hair'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-113982258866007836</id><published>2006-02-13T20:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:22:28.753+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatboxing Chinablack</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/90015751@N00/98582704/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/98582704_cca69253c0.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/90015751@N00/98582704/"&gt;Beatboxing Chinablack&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/90015751@N00/"&gt;Breathe, Love and Live&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; I must say I felt really proud when my best pal went up on stage and blew the crowd away with his b-t-t-t-k-t-t-k-t-k-t-t-ks... Awesome performance man!&lt;br /&gt;Check the rest of the pics out @ http://www.mykards.com/pro/proAlbum.php?id=faststrokes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113982258866007836?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113982258866007836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113982258866007836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113982258866007836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113982258866007836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/beatboxing-chinablack_13.html' title='Beatboxing Chinablack'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113915254133737086</id><published>2006-02-06T02:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T02:15:41.393+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chorus Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/95772846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/95772846_2adeb439a7.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/95772846/"&gt;Chorus Angel&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	It's been ages. I doubt anyone even comes here anymore. Oh well, how's everyone? (even tho i'm asking stale air) Mon-Fri on Government Service, Sat and Sun in the uninspiring concretes of Joo Seng. My only comfort spent in serenity... heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113915254133737086?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113915254133737086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113915254133737086&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113915254133737086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113915254133737086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2006/02/chorus-angel.html' title='Chorus Angel'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-113418883115474618</id><published>2005-12-10T15:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T15:27:11.170+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly Post</title><content type='html'>So this is what it feels like. again.&lt;br /&gt;To move on. To leave friends, things, life behind.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Feeling emo recently. knowing every minute wishes Melbourne goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing some friends, i'll probably never see again, some in a while and some in a long long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things I wished I've done more... why wait till the last weeks? I wished I had spent more time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life moves on. I do look forward to starting a different life again. But meanwhile, i'll make the best of my last few weeks. Grabbing every chance to do stuff. Play soccer, go surfing, go drinking, hang out, chill out in nice cafes, lead the independent life. Healthy living, doing dishes, cooking, doing laundry, heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss every single last one of you. &lt;br /&gt;No, not you.. not you either... yea yea, you at the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113418883115474618?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113418883115474618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113418883115474618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113418883115474618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113418883115474618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/12/girly-post.html' title='Girly Post'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113368814583943511</id><published>2005-12-04T20:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T20:22:25.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>life's hard.</title><content type='html'>I wished I could say something, but I can't. &lt;br /&gt;ouch. it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113368814583943511?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113368814583943511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113368814583943511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113368814583943511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113368814583943511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/12/lifes-hard.html' title='life&apos;s hard.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113305190389451276</id><published>2005-11-27T11:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T12:00:11.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I understood what jon said. &lt;br /&gt;And i agree completely.&lt;br /&gt;The reason we give space,&lt;br /&gt;is to allow the person to grow&lt;br /&gt;so that when two become one,&lt;br /&gt;they are complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, teach us your ways &lt;br /&gt;and let us not look too often at ourselves, &lt;br /&gt;but put others before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that loving spirit, &lt;br /&gt;I admire those selfless hearts&lt;br /&gt;you have inspired me through my brothers&lt;br /&gt;so i'll stop feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that the reason, i stopped crying?&lt;br /&gt;why do people love to cry? &lt;br /&gt;is it because it is a strong emotion that provides relieve immediately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry when i'm touched, when i'm moved... when i'm inspired...&lt;br /&gt;But when i'm sad or hurt, I stopped crying&lt;br /&gt;I just allow it to burn a hole in my heart and bite my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;unless, i am certain nobody sees me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say its better to cry.. to let it out.&lt;br /&gt;But, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;not in front of you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113305190389451276?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113305190389451276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113305190389451276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113305190389451276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113305190389451276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-understood-what-jon-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113300035043479970</id><published>2005-11-26T21:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T21:19:10.450+11:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Around. Contradictions. Disappointments. Loneliness. Expectations. Control. Love. Motivation. Discipline. Laziness. Sadness. Directions. Rejections. Optimistic. Regrets. Confusion. Boredness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess after all these years, I'm still living in the shadows. Maybe, it's just meant to be. Tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight whoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113300035043479970?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113300035043479970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113300035043479970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113300035043479970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113300035043479970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113271034033729216</id><published>2005-11-23T12:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T10:45:31.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/66023323/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/66023323_80c0d22ac2.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/66023323/"&gt;grandpapa&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this picture in Melbourne Central after going to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;Body aches man. Yep, back to the "metro" lifestyle.. while some people thinks whats wrong with that, others just call it plain gay. Well at least I could list out a list of people who would. the word is so tiredly used and exploited by us, guys. Anything to do with looking good, we call it being metro. In that case, I don't know anyone who isn't. In fact, aren't goths and punks super metro? If David Hockney, who's art apparantly resides in the midst of anti-art movement, is heralded as a work of art, then anti-fashionist, deconstructionalist, are super gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, its such a great day man. Wake up people, lets go out...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when people say you can judge a person by his room? I think for me, its my computer. I am such a bad organizer. My folders are all over the place. I'm so dependent on spotlight and bad memory.  I keep saying one day... and one day will come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113271034033729216?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113271034033729216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113271034033729216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113271034033729216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113271034033729216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113270832173506673</id><published>2005-11-23T12:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:12:02.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/65848267/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/65848267_d35829bb2f.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/65848267/"&gt;Once in a while&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113270832173506673?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113270832173506673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113270832173506673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113270832173506673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113270832173506673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/once-in-while.html' title='Once in a while'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113266934690761441</id><published>2005-11-23T01:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:22:26.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/65848118/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/65848118_d9cd962ebf.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/65848118/"&gt;Into the Sun&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Somedays, I wished I was better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113266934690761441?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113266934690761441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113266934690761441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113266934690761441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113266934690761441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/into-sun.html' title='Into the Sun'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113228895671951761</id><published>2005-11-18T15:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:42:36.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In my shell, I wait and bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/64376690/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/64376690_7dda621914.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/64376690/"&gt;Lantern Display&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113228895671951761?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113228895671951761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113228895671951761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113228895671951761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113228895671951761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-my-shell-i-wait-and-bleed.html' title='In my shell, I wait and bleed'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113223827414389766</id><published>2005-11-18T01:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:37:54.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Wagons</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/64190563/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/64190563_59305cf002.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/64190563/"&gt;bettleblues&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Awesome day.  Sun's up, Absolutley crappy friends, Rex Hunt's fish and chips, Rachel's Jepon Steamboat, Sparstic Kids, Greco's, finally ending with... Surprise, Surprise...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113223827414389766?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113223827414389766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113223827414389766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113223827414389766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113223827414389766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/mini-wagons.html' title='Mini Wagons'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113212778800357441</id><published>2005-11-16T18:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T18:56:28.040+11:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere, nowhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/63827427/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/63827427_5ba3c757a5.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/63827427/"&gt;crossroad&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113212778800357441?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113212778800357441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113212778800357441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113212778800357441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113212778800357441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/somewhere-nowhere.html' title='somewhere, nowhere.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-113166915232478114</id><published>2005-11-11T11:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:34:43.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'>desires</title><content type='html'>If only SIMPLICITY is good enough. &lt;br /&gt;And CREATIVITY is for the good of all people&lt;br /&gt;HUMILITY is the voice of our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;there would be no wars&lt;br /&gt;together with our world inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-113166915232478114?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/113166915232478114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=113166915232478114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113166915232478114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/113166915232478114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/11/desires.html' title='desires'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112979510285077912</id><published>2005-10-25T17:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:19:52.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Designers Fashion Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://webraft.its.unimelb.edu.au/103006/students-2005-2/zny/pub/Presentation.swf" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://webraft.its.unimelb.edu.au/103006/students-2005-2/zny/pub/Presentation.swf"&gt;Young Designer's Fashion Tour&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Leaflet Design for Young Designers Fashion Tour 2005 Victoria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112979510285077912?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112979510285077912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112979510285077912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112979510285077912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112979510285077912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/young-designers-fashion-tour.html' title='Young Designers Fashion Tour'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112919375941402995</id><published>2005-10-13T18:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T18:55:59.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDDIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112919375941402995?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112919375941402995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112919375941402995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112919375941402995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112919375941402995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-eddie.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDDIE!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112917764773852477</id><published>2005-10-13T14:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:27:27.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Collaborative Poster Design 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/52042071/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/52042071_f2a5e9bec1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/52042071/"&gt;Collaborative Poster Design 2&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Hmm... think i prefer the first one too..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112917764773852477?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112917764773852477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112917764773852477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112917764773852477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112917764773852477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/collaborative-poster-design-2.html' title='Collaborative Poster Design 2'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112910869838798160</id><published>2005-10-12T19:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:18:18.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Load your bombs</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/51817438/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/51817438_34ce0a2232.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/51817438/"&gt;Collaborative Projects Poster&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Fnally finished the poster for Collaborative Projects! Was approached to do it today and wanted to get it out of the way asap.. so I'm glad it's done. If I only I was as efficient on my theory subjects.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Was quite eager to show (off) the footages we shot to the class today. Am glad the hard work paid off.. The especially critical teacher didn't say much except, "mmm.. good cinematography.." Thank you, thank you.. ggeee, i'm so proud. Sorry man, I AM proud of my work. heh. paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT yea, for today, I am the man... &lt;br /&gt;please...?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112910869838798160?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112910869838798160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112910869838798160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112910869838798160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112910869838798160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/load-your-bombs.html' title='Load your bombs'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112908322490486787</id><published>2005-10-12T12:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:13:44.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/51735999/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/51735999_d7ca62d0e3.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/51735999/"&gt;Shu Akashi&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	IT'S 75% of the job,&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't got it, be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Paul Arden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112908322490486787?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112908322490486787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112908322490486787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112908322490486787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112908322490486787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/energy.html' title='Energy'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112886014522618418</id><published>2005-10-09T21:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:15:45.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so pro.</title><content type='html'>Been shooting for the past 3 days. Tired and feeling out of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;Now, just plain lonely. I feel quite stupid worrying and stressing out because of the film. While the director gives me a feeling he's just playing around and this film only fits into his life of stupidity and reckless ambitions, i feel I might have just worked too hard. Well, not anymore. I hate bitching and I hate working with pretentious people. And I'm done shooting. The rest is up to him. I've done my part and I've done it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing that came out of this is that It makes me appreciate our culture even more. or rather, our values, our upbringing. I'm so glad we're not like them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the a lighter note, here's congratulations to our soccer team's victory! I must say even though I was standing on the sidelines and watching, I felt like I just played an awesome game with you guys! Although you guys might have stood a (much much) better chance with me, I must say you guys did pretty well! So give yourselves a pat in the back and say, "man, you should have played.." = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize stress when pimples start appearing and i'm shaking to the rhythm of the dryer due to excessive (but sugarless) V in my blood. I hate it when I have to force myself to sleep while my body is still restless, but my eyes are too tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112886014522618418?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112886014522618418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112886014522618418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112886014522618418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112886014522618418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-so-pro.html' title='Not so pro.'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112856861939883069</id><published>2005-10-06T13:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:16:59.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stay awake</title><content type='html'>Throw all your books on the bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112856861939883069?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112856861939883069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112856861939883069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112856861939883069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112856861939883069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-to-stay-awake.html' title='How to stay awake'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112838351958068547</id><published>2005-10-04T08:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:52:59.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love will find its way</title><content type='html'>I wonder if everyone in this world will ever be able to find that special someone that that were meant for them. I grew up wanting and yearning for that someone to share my life with, to settle down and have kids of my own, to have a family made from the two of us. I am a dreamer. A hopeful romantic. Now I understand the things that I do and why my life turned out this way. That why I almost turned gay. &lt;i&gt;heh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do meet someone I feel strongly towards, I do not hold back. However, it is not easy to find someone I feel this way to. And even at times, though it wasn't meant to be, I couldn't defy the laws of attraction. Haha, I guess I do have a 'soft spot' for certain kinda people - pretty girls. &lt;i&gt;Kidding&lt;/i&gt; Although it is true too, but more importantly, its that 'X' personality that some girls possess. It's kinda subjective, I know. And its always - I fall head over heels, pursue, get attached, fall in love. And I always thought love will develop over time after the initial infatuation  wears off. Then again, I realise that I keep changing my perspective on love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the things I'm passionate about, I did not choose them. I was 'touched' by it and it found its way to my heart. There isn't anything in this world that could stop it.  And then, I pursue it to let it grow into something beautiful. I did not choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it idealized? I don't know. But if it is, that i sure am glad that what I have now is 'ideal' then. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came at the most unexpected time. When I've built walls and walls of self preservation. When I'm sure as heaven that I will not get attached soon. When I just turned into a love cynic. or skeptic. I was so dissapointed in myself that I failed time after time, years after years of trying so hard, I could not carry on and told you guys that I'm gonna give myself a break for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it did something miraculous. I did not even try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I smile. and I do this = ) all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends = ) back all the time too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112838351958068547?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112838351958068547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112838351958068547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112838351958068547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112838351958068547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-will-find-its-way.html' title='Love will find its way'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112813303541037010</id><published>2005-10-01T11:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:09:02.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>remember</title><content type='html'>I'm definitely quite stupid. From choosing symphathy, understanding, trust, respect, or honesty, I choose the later. And I concede in this world, it should come in hand with a compromised amount of discernment - of choosing the right time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I failed many times, but I will never say &lt;i&gt;too many&lt;/i&gt;, but each time,  there is a price to pay. Now, I want to come off a clean slate. To start anew. To have a samsonite of new and clean garments. Lord, forgive me and make me new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to move on to the next phase in life. Finally caught up with Dave yesterday. Had a good drink and a share of bitching, metrosexual health concerns, school, fufure plans, relationship ups and downs, our ultra hip and interesting lives. Somehow, I think about star signs, and I do wonder if it's because we were born on the same day of the year, that we're so similiar - in desires, interest, obligations, perspective and understanding. And to some extent, morals too. Though, the huggest difference we have now is our plans to settle down. heh. But great friends are hard to come by and I recognize it right away when one comes by. Most times its out of respect, some sense of admiration, similiarity in interest, and somehow, through struggles that are inherent to the construction of bonding in the best mates in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that though I do not have many friends, I have that few that are enough to make up my life and make it wonderful. These are the people, that I will recognize, honour and share my success with when I finally make it somewhere. And I look forward to that joy we will all share together in future. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a great life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112813303541037010?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112813303541037010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112813303541037010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112813303541037010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112813303541037010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/10/remember.html' title='remember'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112791284706991586</id><published>2005-09-28T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:09:41.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Business and Relationship</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about both throughout this week.. and I wonder if both will mix. I've heard horror stories of how business has ruined friendships and had personally seen a relationship gone down in flames due to business matters. I don't know. But i've begun to see how romance can slip under the table once a new interest takes over the conversations. I'm conscious of that and I'm trying to keep them apart now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone doing some work in the living room now. Jon's on a retreat and I bet he's having a great time. Envious. I had my share, so fair enough. Oh well, another quiet night of writing essays.. = ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head up guys! Only one and a half more months to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112791284706991586?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112791284706991586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112791284706991586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112791284706991586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112791284706991586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/business-and-relationship.html' title='Business and Relationship'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112783446074198618</id><published>2005-09-28T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T01:21:00.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams are made of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/46912440/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/46912440_bc805ddd75.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/46912440/"&gt;dreams are made of you&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Finally, got my hands dirty on illustrator. now, i'm addicted. aye, i'm no artist, but given the right motivation, you won't need to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's doing fine with mugging. embrace the stress with open arms and load up on the Vs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not wusses, u can try Solis too. it's more effective and it's currently at 99 cents in Safeway but it taste of medicine syrup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112783446074198618?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112783446074198618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112783446074198618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112783446074198618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112783446074198618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreams-are-made-of-you.html' title='dreams are made of you'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112721854182671063</id><published>2005-09-20T22:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:15:43.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/44988995/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/44988995_669ac35fe6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/44988995/"&gt;Sophia&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	More Wedding photos! Finally took the last few hours finishing up the photos. Sophia, sorry that I took so long hor. Will pass you the CD soon. = ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried on contacts for the very first time today. haha. Nah, I'm not losing my eyesight, just trying out something new. Why not right, it's free anyway. I just had to pay for the prescription then claim from Medibank later. The lens were free, coutesy of nikki! haha, yea, just getting restless and vain again. Who knows? maybe tattoo next... or genital piercing.. ooh. ouch. ouch. ouch. Alrite, alrite, think pure and innocent thoughts again. Think........ Fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.. Jazz night is coming up and I feel so unprepared. After a straight lashing down from our pro Jazz singer on Sunday, I really do feel quite demoralized.. She's good. Well, we aren't really jazz musicians in the first place, so really, as long as we put in our best, I'm sure people will still appreciate and have a great time... right? I do love jazz, but I really prefer funk or rock if you ask me. I love grooves and the energy that makes people move. Jazz just doesn't do it for me. It's more for serenating people or creating an ambience, where people can kick back and relax.. Which is what they need for Jazz night I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thanks Dawn for your car again. I really have no fate with it. It never fails to fail on me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling the absense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112721854182671063?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112721854182671063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112721854182671063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112721854182671063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112721854182671063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding-photos_20.html' title='Wedding Photos'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112701792283489219</id><published>2005-09-18T14:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T17:23:34.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/43969208/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/22/43969208_766d429790.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/43969208/"&gt;into the sun&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; I had an awesome week. Thanks to a special someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm back to my final burst of education in Melbourne. I feel ready and motivated again. Have tonnes of stuff to do, and first thing i really should do is to plan. And then, it's getting back into shape for Army too. In 3 months time, I'll be back, in really short hair, to the regimental life of National Service. Not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I think I lost my bike, or misplaced it. Have I lost my memory? I remember parking it in the carpark, but it wasn't there when I passed by last night. Did I run it to somewhere, and happily walked back without it? Arr... my memory sucks. Getting old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Friday's dinner with Felix and Jenny was great. Went to Vietniamese restuarant... can't remember the name, but it's at VIctoria St. tye tye or something. And then, we headed down to Provincial @ Brunswick for Lemon tarts and a less significant chocolate cheesecake, and finally ending the night at Night Cats! haha. For the first time, we actually took to the dance floor and got caught up in the groovy funky music churned from a tight 8 piece reggae/funk band. The next thing I saw from the corners of my eyes - Felix and Jenny had took to the dance floor too, and I swear they were in their own world.. and i can't help but smile at the picture of that now, recalling the times, when Felix and I "talked" and the years of his spoil-market-romantic courtship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the sun is shinning now after the past few days of grey skies and occasional dogstorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112701792283489219?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112701792283489219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112701792283489219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112701792283489219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112701792283489219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/picture-perfect_112701792283489219.html' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-112694779937497975</id><published>2005-09-17T19:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:14:29.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/43968104/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/43968104_53af1d7bb4.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/43968104/"&gt;One-fine-day&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; someday, you'll be swept away...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112694779937497975?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112694779937497975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112694779937497975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112694779937497975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112694779937497975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-fine-day_17.html' title='One fine day'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112628196785389459</id><published>2005-09-10T02:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:06:07.860+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SEASON'S COCO SESSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/41728908/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/41728908_c2601879dc.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/41728908/"&gt;SEASON'S COCO SESSION&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	On my second day at Jon's place, we had a hands-on coconut ripping experience. After several tries on the chopper... or rather a big knife, Jon brought out his Architect Saw.. Look at the size of that thing man... heh. But it was useless lor. In the end, it was no match for the cheap ikea knife if several karate chops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when we finally taste the fruit of our labour, it was well worth it, or so we claim... since we almost died chopping it. Nigel even shared some prospective entrepreneuring ideas for OCF fundraising... hmm.... too messy..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112628196785389459?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112628196785389459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112628196785389459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112628196785389459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112628196785389459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/seasons-coco-session.html' title='SEASON&apos;S COCO SESSION'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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-10075535.post-112628040415443172</id><published>2005-09-10T01:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:40:04.163+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch@tims</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/41722289/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/41722289_fa4ed11c17.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/41722289/"&gt;lunch@tims&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	This has to be the best part of filming.. Good traditional Aussie BBQ..  cheese, and red wine.. We were well pampered by tim's mum and have decided to make a deal with her. She caters food and we'll cast her in a role in our film... and we'll make sure she's in every set... heh. I love talking them.. they're just like friends.. ahh, I love Melbourne. I love Melbourne. I love Melbourne. Don't make me go back, please?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the crew! From left: Soushi - co-director/lighting man and my personal chauffeur.. heh, Tim's lovely mum who prepares awesome continental lunches and dinners.., Tim's dad - cool and funny man, always asking if we want more wine.., Tim - the insane director, Nikki - the ultra-organized, very professional producer who's also our very eloquent PR manager and many other secondary roles and me - Chris Doyle Yap, the cinematographer that tries too hard and shoots only guerilla style..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112628040415443172?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112628040415443172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112628040415443172&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112628040415443172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112628040415443172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/lunchtims.html' title='lunch@tims'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10075535.post-112599359912749813</id><published>2005-09-06T17:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:59:59.143+10:00</updated><title type='text'>90days still</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/40746423/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/40746423_352de57fc0.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dreamersparadise/40746423/"&gt;90days2&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/dreamersparadise/"&gt;DreamersParadise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	This is our mad director, Timoth. Scratched himself all over, stub a cig into his leg (in slow-mo... and cos I wanted another angle on it, I asked him to do it again and he gladly agreed)... sacrifices must be made.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10075535-112599359912749813?l=objectsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/feeds/112599359912749813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10075535&amp;postID=112599359912749813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112599359912749813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10075535/posts/default/112599359912749813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://objectsense.blogspot.com/2005/09/90days-still.html' title='90days still'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09459195060082903338</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></feed>
