<?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-7528531057395012818</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:51:41.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter solitude: an invitation to individual contentment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-736128935974398138</id><published>2010-02-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:53:01.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah today is my 22nd B'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I am celebrating it alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-736128935974398138?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/736128935974398138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/736128935974398138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-857542044170929762</id><published>2010-02-14T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:51:11.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最爱还是你</title><content type='html'>A song that I love&lt;br /&gt;It expresses my love for that someone who is not by side&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唐禹哲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo～～～ &lt;br /&gt;没开口的话 怎样才能懂 &lt;br /&gt;我好想把画面倒带回头 &lt;br /&gt;你留在我心中 熟悉的表情 &lt;br /&gt;每个温暖纯白的记忆 穿越了距离 &lt;br /&gt;拥挤的人潮 没有人知道 &lt;br /&gt;我偷偷想你嘴角就会笑 &lt;br /&gt;不要说对不起 也不要问原因 &lt;br /&gt;就让世界不停的向前 别忘记从前 &lt;br /&gt;最爱还是你 这是我的决定 &lt;br /&gt;像宇宙相对的星 互相吸引 &lt;br /&gt;慢慢就会靠近 &lt;br /&gt;还是要爱你 时间会证明 &lt;br /&gt;我爱你的勇气 &lt;br /&gt;牵着你的手 才知道是永久 &lt;br /&gt;Woo～～～ &lt;br /&gt;拥挤的人潮 没有人知道 &lt;br /&gt;我偷偷想你嘴角就会笑 &lt;br /&gt;不要说对不起 不要再问原因 &lt;br /&gt;就让世界不停的向前 别忘记从前 &lt;br /&gt;最爱还是你 这是我的决定 &lt;br /&gt;像宇宙相对的星 互相吸引 &lt;br /&gt;慢慢就会靠近 &lt;br /&gt;还是要爱你 时间会证明 &lt;br /&gt;我爱你的勇气 &lt;br /&gt;牵着你的手 才知道是永久 &lt;br /&gt;这一次我放弃了所有 Wu～～～ &lt;br /&gt;只为能再与你相遇 Woo～～～ &lt;br /&gt;最爱还是你 这是我的决定（没有人能代替） &lt;br /&gt;像宇宙相对的星 互相吸引 &lt;br /&gt;Woo～～～Oh～～～～ &lt;br /&gt;还是要爱你 时间会证明 &lt;br /&gt;我爱你的勇气（没有人能代替） &lt;br /&gt;牵着你的手 才知道是永久 &lt;br /&gt;一辈子不放手 Woo～～～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-857542044170929762?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/857542044170929762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/857542044170929762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='最爱还是你'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-1543338361824266209</id><published>2010-02-02T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:06:00.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Someone once told me that you have to chose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;What to win or lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;You can't win everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Don't you take chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Might feel the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Don't you love in vain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Cause love won't set you free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I could stand by the side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;And watch this life pass me by&lt;br /&gt;So unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But safe as could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge&lt;br /&gt;my feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don't care all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm just trying to be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on tightly&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let it go&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to play my role&lt;br /&gt;Slowly disappear, ohh&lt;br /&gt;But all thesedays, they feel like they're the same&lt;br /&gt;Just different faces, different names&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of here&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand by your side, ohh no&lt;br /&gt;And watch this life pass me by, pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;So any turns I can't see&lt;br /&gt;I'll count on the stranger on this road&lt;br /&gt;But don't say victim&lt;br /&gt;Don't say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro:&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, happy, ohh happy&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be, ohh&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-1543338361824266209?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422396536765480930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/S0A46802_-I/AAAAAAAAABU/pRtVOmjSOb0/s320/CIMG3671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some friends come and go&lt;br /&gt;while some stay&lt;br /&gt;These friends add flavour to your life&lt;br /&gt;They are a part of your family&lt;br /&gt;They follow your ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;They laugh at your mistakes and stupidity&lt;br /&gt;And forgive you for your flaws&lt;br /&gt;I love them&lt;br /&gt;My animal family *meow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*note the above picture taken was ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-7613097264441231928?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-6921266537872821660</id><published>2009-12-19T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:23:48.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>单身潜逃</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;戴佩妮&lt;/span&gt; Penny Dai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我没有你想像中那么坚强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我只是擅长用微笑去伪装&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;不是吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我没有你形容的那么勇敢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我偶尔也会慌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我也和你一样 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;曾经年少轻狂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;受了一点伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;我们都是一样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;相信永远不远&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;但坚持却有点难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;就让记忆中的爱慢慢烧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;烧痛了我们就逃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;带着现实的铐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;摺叠我剩余的微笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;通往没有你的轨道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;就让记忆中的你慢慢老 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;老去了谁也得不到  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;带着我的祈祷 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;摺叠我累积的问号&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;开始一次的单身潜逃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-6921266537872821660?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/6921266537872821660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/6921266537872821660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='单身潜逃'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-1237793896916066824</id><published>2009-12-13T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:48:21.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are those among us who are blessed with the power to save what is loved by another. But powerless to use this blessing themselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-1237793896916066824?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1237793896916066824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1237793896916066824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-are-those-among-us-who-are.html' title='There are those among us who are blessed with the power to save what is loved by another. But powerless to use this blessing themselves'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-6484773257547206547</id><published>2009-11-27T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:21:58.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Own Art Gallery</title><content type='html'>it's a lonely and quite night&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i am surrounded by lonely-looking portraits&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the streets&lt;br /&gt;and saw that fading romance&lt;br /&gt;outside the glass window&lt;br /&gt;i witness shooting stars fading into the galaxies&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i stood there enjoying my very own art gallery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-6484773257547206547?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/6484773257547206547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/6484773257547206547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-very-own-art-gallery.html' title='My Very Own Art Gallery'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-3474424299192612623</id><published>2009-10-19T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:24:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how much</title><content type='html'>how many times do we have to search until we reach our destination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many hearts need to be broken just to find true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many lies need to be told to cover imperfections in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many decades is needed for us &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;to understand&lt;/span&gt; that nothing matters as long as we are happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-3474424299192612623?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/3474424299192612623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/3474424299192612623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-much.html' title='how much'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-2263922666242322726</id><published>2009-10-16T23:51:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:27:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody here but us servantless American cooks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just finishing watching Julie &amp;amp; Julia. it has been along time since I've watch a movie and this time alone. all I can say is that the long awaited movie is delicious and fantastic. meryl streep has out done herself again, this time as Julia Child. hopes she wins another Oscar. personally, I prefer the JC part of the movie. the French setting is so beautifully done. old-fashioned buildings. classy and chic. the fashion of those french ladies and the wet market gives me an idea of what Paris was like in the past. I love it and I want to be in it. sometimes it makes me wonder if living in that era was better than the life I am going through. this movie encompasses around food and my! it definately made me very hungry. just look at the market. pig's head hanging arounnd. fresh greens. seafood. heaps of chopped onion. poultry. cheese. and alots of butter! not mentioning Powell's lobsters, chocolate cake and de-bone duck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after watching J&amp;amp;J, I have one question in mind......should I get child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking vol 1 and 2? No, I am not going to follow the footsteps of Julie Powell. don't have the time. don't have that huge amount of cash. I have just fallen in love with great food that's all. if i can put some dishes of JC on my meal table, I will have no regrets. maybe I should start with beef bourguignon. you know invite some good friends over for dinner. maybe. maybe......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;without Powell's deranged project. there won't be Julie &amp;amp; Julia. and I will never know of Julia Child. So thank you Powell for reminding the world of such existence of a great cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-2263922666242322726?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/2263922666242322726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/2263922666242322726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/10/nobody-here-but-us-servantless-american.html' title='Nobody here but us servantless American cooks...'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-5850224835112297789</id><published>2009-10-03T23:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:05:33.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what I want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always wanted an overseas life&lt;br /&gt;unfamiliar places&lt;br /&gt;my own life&lt;br /&gt;studying and working&lt;br /&gt;away from people i know&lt;br /&gt;in Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to learn how to paint&lt;br /&gt;the Greek sunset&lt;br /&gt;the land of the midnight sun&lt;br /&gt;the tradition Mongolia dwelling&lt;br /&gt;sunflowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to learn photography&lt;br /&gt;to capture pictures of&lt;br /&gt;the old Chinese ladies sitting along the old Guangzhou stone pavements&lt;br /&gt;the smiling faces of children in Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;the mighty beast of Botswana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to master the art of cooking&lt;br /&gt;French&lt;br /&gt;Italian&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;and the desserts of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; have always wanted to do so many things&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;opportunity&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;i just need more of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-5850224835112297789?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/5850224835112297789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/5850224835112297789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-i-want.html' title='what I want'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-4716777426069580343</id><published>2009-09-23T16:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T13:51:13.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you see her</title><content type='html'>Loving you has been a lonely affair&lt;br /&gt;A one-sided affair&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see her on the streets of London&lt;br /&gt;Send my warmest regards to her&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I am living very well&lt;br /&gt;And I have all long forgotten about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears shed now are not Tears of Unhappiness but rather Tears of Joy&lt;br /&gt;With Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Like a sparrow one can have spread their wings and fly again&lt;br /&gt;Far far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see her on the streets of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Send my wishes to her and her dear one&lt;br /&gt;And that I don't care&lt;br /&gt;And will not love or wait for her anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it be&lt;br /&gt;If you ever see her again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-4716777426069580343?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4716777426069580343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4716777426069580343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-see-her.html' title='If you see her'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-933811530895105313</id><published>2009-09-04T20:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:30:16.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>空白格</title><content type='html'>蔡健雅 Tanya Chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实很简单其实很自然&lt;br /&gt;两个人的爱由两人分担&lt;br /&gt;其实并不难是你太悲观&lt;br /&gt;隔着一道墙不跟谁分享&lt;br /&gt;不想让你为难&lt;br /&gt;你不再需要给我个答案&lt;br /&gt;我想你是爱我的&lt;br /&gt;我猜你也舍不得&lt;br /&gt;但是怎么说总觉得&lt;br /&gt;我们之间留了太多空白格&lt;br /&gt;也许你不是我的&lt;br /&gt;爱你却又该割舍&lt;br /&gt;分开或许是选择&lt;br /&gt;但它也可能是我们的缘分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实很简单其实很自然&lt;br /&gt;两个人的爱由两人分担&lt;br /&gt;其实并不难是你太悲观&lt;br /&gt;隔着一道墙不跟说分享&lt;br /&gt;不想让你为难&lt;br /&gt;你不再需要给我个答案&lt;br /&gt;我想你是爱我的&lt;br /&gt;我猜你也舍不得&lt;br /&gt;但是怎么说总觉得&lt;br /&gt;我们之间留了太多空白格&lt;br /&gt;也许你不是我的&lt;br /&gt;爱你却又该割舍&lt;br /&gt;分开或许是选择&lt;br /&gt;但它也可能是我们的缘分&lt;br /&gt;我想你是爱我的&lt;br /&gt;我猜你也舍不得&lt;br /&gt;但是怎么说总觉得&lt;br /&gt;我们之间留了太多空白格&lt;br /&gt;也许你不是我的&lt;br /&gt;爱你却又该割舍&lt;br /&gt;分开或许是选择&lt;br /&gt;但它也可能是我们的缘分&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-933811530895105313?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/933811530895105313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/933811530895105313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/09/emo-song-by-tanya-chua_2554.html' title='空白格'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-906290167535172518</id><published>2009-08-16T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:57:54.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a slice of childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my chocolate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sponge&lt;/span&gt; cake mixture is sent into the oven. tick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tock&lt;/span&gt; tick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tock&lt;/span&gt;. as I wait, I remembered the found memories of my childhood. I am making a delicious black forest cake. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;german&lt;/span&gt; black forest cake has always been a part of my childhood. black forest cake has been and is still my favourite cake. it reminds me of the places I visited as a child. east coast and parkway parade and many many more. the swimming pool. the book store I always go and my parents would never find me. my till now I don't believe that I can hide in one secluded corner and read those story books! the see-saw and swing in the playground are also apart of the little me. although I never like these two stations, I always wanted to hop on them and scream at the top of my lungs while being lifted up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the skies. I still like it now, but too bad the older playgrounds are demolished and the newer ones are boring. I mean the rubber-floored &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;playgrounds&lt;/span&gt; may be safer but just can't replace the see-saw and swing and the sand. how I miss being a child. with nothing to hide, nothing to think about. just honesty and a hint of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;naiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;times up. my chocolate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sponge&lt;/span&gt; cake is ready. let it cool. meanwhile its time to prepare the chocolate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moouse&lt;/span&gt; and those lovely cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen. boys and girls. I present to you my childhood joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SomCQfmOjxI/AAAAAAAAABM/o-nVV58pLgY/s1600-h/P1000923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370967250487381778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SomCQfmOjxI/AAAAAAAAABM/o-nVV58pLgY/s320/P1000923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SomBYrRTuTI/AAAAAAAAABE/QkaaUWFtbAg/s1600-h/P1000952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370966291548191026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SomBYrRTuTI/AAAAAAAAABE/QkaaUWFtbAg/s320/P1000952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-906290167535172518?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/906290167535172518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/906290167535172518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/08/slice-of-childhood.html' title='a slice of childhood'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SomCQfmOjxI/AAAAAAAAABM/o-nVV58pLgY/s72-c/P1000923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-3375604418017415453</id><published>2009-08-15T23:21:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:59:24.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow my heart or my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;whenever I read the travel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reviews and&lt;/span&gt; adore the sunset of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Santorini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it always and almost want to make me catch the next flight to Greece. should I pack my bags? can I do that? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Santorini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; calls for my soul. my heart belongs there. the peace and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tranquility attracts me to that piece of heaven. yet my head says no. well at least not for now. I am stuck here, doing things I don't like. I am trapped here, thinking of my future overseas education which I have to fork out one hundred percent. Singapore should really strengthen its dollor. Europe and America is expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;should I explore it alone since no one around me knows how to appreciate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have I develped an euro-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; taste that no one understands? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Santorini&lt;/span&gt;, the king jewel of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aegean&lt;/span&gt; sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Santorini&lt;/span&gt;, the lost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Atlantis&lt;/span&gt;. tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;should I follow my head or heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-3375604418017415453?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/3375604418017415453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/3375604418017415453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/08/follow-my-heart-or-head.html' title='follow my heart or my head'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-1543275779211378253</id><published>2009-08-11T00:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:56:44.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...an individual attempt</title><content type='html'>never have I had the chance to bake alone. my sisters are usually better than me when it comes down to baking. cupcakes,muffins, tarts, cakes, loaves and even pies...they always get a better of me. I guess I am more of a main course guy. nonetheless, I decided to take-up the do-it-myself challenge that is--to bake my own muffins. banana flavoured ones to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SoBLFoKozcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PhSXAYJVRmo/s1600-h/P1000802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368373315879095746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SoBLFoKozcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PhSXAYJVRmo/s320/P1000802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SoBI9CFyd_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nn3FSW3UypY/s1600-h/P1000807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368370969196001266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SoBI9CFyd_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/nn3FSW3UypY/s320/P1000807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't they look pretty. bon appetit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-1543275779211378253?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1543275779211378253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1543275779211378253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/08/finallyan-individual-attempt.html' title='finally...an individual attempt'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kkHVdggpyM/SoBLFoKozcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PhSXAYJVRmo/s72-c/P1000802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-4339143966756172184</id><published>2009-08-08T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:23:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passion.interest.life</title><content type='html'>food is my passion&lt;br /&gt;travelling is my interest&lt;br /&gt;biology is my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-4339143966756172184?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4339143966756172184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4339143966756172184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/08/passion-interest-life.html' title='passion.interest.life'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-4975643188598835407</id><published>2009-08-02T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:23:05.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry-go-around</title><content type='html'>having a ride on a merry-go-around is something I will do when I visit the playground. However too many rides on a merry-go-around tires me up, dampens my mood and bores me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately it seems that I'm living quite a vain life. all I do is to rise up early, to sit up late and to eat bread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;of sorrow&lt;/span&gt;. there must be a greater purpose to  live for, there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; be something my soul desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to travel...to see the world...to infuse myself with local culture...to run away from everything back at home... I need to take a holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if life is all about getting up, sitting up late and repeat it again each day then life really becomes a meaningless merry-go-around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-4975643188598835407?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4975643188598835407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/4975643188598835407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/08/merry-go-around.html' title='merry-go-around'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-1916636366721497398</id><published>2009-07-28T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:24:04.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>one of my favourites by Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine baby, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;I got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come along with me&lt;br /&gt;This was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;And even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It'll all be alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-1916636366721497398?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1916636366721497398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/1916636366721497398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-957724151336238860</id><published>2009-07-25T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:08:07.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how I wish</title><content type='html'>sometimes I wish I can do nothing the whole day&lt;br /&gt;skip school&lt;br /&gt;turn off the phone&lt;br /&gt;spend my lazy afternoons along the Italian street cafe&lt;br /&gt;drinking tea and writing love stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful life can be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-957724151336238860?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/957724151336238860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/957724151336238860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-i-wish.html' title='how I wish'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528531057395012818.post-649880341871701821</id><published>2009-07-24T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:17:13.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry</title><content type='html'>blogging is always a relative silly thing to do. I never encourage people writing blogs or wasting time reading them. The only blog I had was in my final polytechnic year where all my science case studies (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; I am a Biomedical Science student) were posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND....now this is the start of my second blog and sort of my first personal one. Silly or change of attitude? I leave it up to you guys to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formally introducing myself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are reading this ( though I highly doubt that anyone is doing so), my name is Eugene. In this blog my favourite things will be posted. But what exactly are my favourite things? Travel destinations? food? maybe luxurious lifestyle? how about music and languages? politics and science? nah...not the last two....for those scientific advancement and issues between the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Democrats&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Republicans&lt;/span&gt;, I leave those to the newspaper and science journals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528531057395012818-649880341871701821?l=myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/649880341871701821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528531057395012818/posts/default/649880341871701821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myveryownartgallery.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-entry.html' title='first entry'/><author><name>Eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114736023987665540</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></entry></feed>
