<?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-19240495</id><updated>2011-12-14T11:56:56.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawrence - Sprint your breath away</title><subtitle type='html'>One Life. One breath. Live it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-114689315914937740</id><published>2006-05-06T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:25:59.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UrgGHHHH YAAAAHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oui Oui, sei moi. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week I was engulfed in deep space exploration, endless black empty spaces all around. Where lies thy motivation to pursue further darkness? Diving further in. Pervasive black. We live in such darkness where forth we slither and slide, slither and slide. Must have fallen asleep on my desk at work. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've reached a boulder on the road. To circumvent, tunnel, leap over? Somehow I chose to push it. Obviously it doesnt budge, else its not worthy of the name boulder, or my gym sessions are working miracles. Im achieving intensity, after inspiration from ROCKY revisited. Some choose to turn back and avoid, some stick their hands on it and hold on. Bestow me with the strenght to URGGGHHHHH YAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Ok lets try again tomoro, somehow I think Im getting back on track. The day it moves, the world moves, mark this sentence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4080229a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4080229a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4080226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4080226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4080315a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4080315a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-114689315914937740?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/114689315914937740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=114689315914937740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/114689315914937740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/114689315914937740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/05/urgghhhh-yaaaahhhhhh.html' title='UrgGHHHH YAAAAHHHHHH'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-114575698521223131</id><published>2006-04-23T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T09:49:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Transition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you for checking up on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as I live o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n the fringe of your mind. Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; today is a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4090580.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4090580.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4090569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4090569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Hershey319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Hershey319.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last 2 months have been a complete flash of transient permanence, immersed in a foreign land  working and studying.  I reflect, as I lay me down to sleep, may I allow time to pass till tomoro morning when the sun rises again. Its certainty puts me at ease, while i drift away into non-consciousness, oblivious to the mouse (bryan) thats scampering away in the kitchen. He moved in a couple of weeks ago and has comfortably settled down in the kitchen, without our permission. We're still debating how much rent he's obli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ged to pay. And there's the roach (xiao qiang) that Catherine met in the toilet, apparently he proclaimed he was just passing by and not intending to PR, but thats what he claims. Haven seen him since then.  With spring in full force,  I'd expect more visitors soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/IMG_4657%20ESCO%20-%202006%20Pittcon%20%28Group%20Photo%29%203-13-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/IMG_4657%20ESCO%20-%202006%20Pittcon%20%28Group%20Photo%29%203-13-06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/DSCF0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/DSCF0083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4080349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4080349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Florida exhibition at Pittcon&lt;br /&gt;2. The upside down house along Independence Road, OC, Florida&lt;br /&gt;3. Abraham Lincoln memorial&lt;br /&gt;4. A sad clown at the festive occasion Cherry Blossom Parade in DC, probably cos of the downpoure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P4080217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/P4080217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sometimes dream that I've been around, around somewhere as Im not sure where I've been instead. So have I not been around for around that I have been, it all seems to have been around.  Thats the way the world talks,  you probably dont understand it, but it means something in itself. I'm not sure too if I understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Hershey211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Hershey211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Hershey009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Hershey009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Hershey182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Hershey182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Hersheys and the Chocolate factory&lt;br /&gt;Capital of Penn, Harrisburg&lt;br /&gt;Ahead of Renaissance mourners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current fad of biotechnology will end in an "unexpected" market crash. Thats the volatilty of the industry, yet paradoxically certain to occur. The question is when.  Do we want to ask where as well? &lt;br /&gt;Probably everywhere in a world so flat. It always proceeds with a burst before the bust. Development period of 25 years, track the history and anticipate the surge. The fun almost ends with such clarity. See to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for enduring with nonsensical sense. Its fun to be home on a rainy saturday evening on the third floor of an apartment at the corner of 40th and chestnut thats just right across Pattaya Grill and 2 blocks away from Fresh Grocer which keeps us stocked with grocery that is carelessly dropped and feeds bryan day after day and who knows maybe the family as well together with XiaoQiangs. Its amazing how all things link out in the end.&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/19240495-114575698521223131?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/114575698521223131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=114575698521223131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/114575698521223131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/114575698521223131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost-in-transition.html' title='Lost in Transition'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113884744981922948</id><published>2006-02-02T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:30:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo whore for a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(WJ)%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28WJ%29%20026.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20041.0.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(WJ)%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28WJ%29%20024.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20099.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20099.0.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20077.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20077.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(WJ)%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28WJ%29%20098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20036.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20034.0.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(Pacey)%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28Pacey%29%20002.0.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(WJ)%20082.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28WJ%29%20082.0.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/Atlantic%20City%20(WJ)%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/200/Atlantic%20City%20%28WJ%29%20116.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo whore for a day in Altantic City, NJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113884744981922948?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113884744981922948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113884744981922948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113884744981922948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113884744981922948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/02/photo-whore-for-day.html' title='Photo whore for a day'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113841446327514352</id><published>2006-01-28T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T10:14:23.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The close of week 2</title><content type='html'>Si si si ... oui oui oui... yes yes yes... Im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the leave of absense, as I keep anxious and well-intending friends pining for the page to change. Et viola! It has changed! heh. Adjusting to life here is just so difficult! All the cold &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/DSCF0056.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/DSCF0056.0.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weather, cooking meals, laundry, bills, bills, bills, lease, work, study, bills again??, skiing, travelling is just making time seem so fleeting. And I do miss my family, my girl, my friends, my brothers, my colleagues so. It is strange to be well positioned in an alien land, snuggling into a corner here to make it home, or call it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: this was the dump i used to squeeze in with 4 guys before my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time dances, when you're at work. Sometimes its the chopin, sometimes its linkin P, sometimes &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/DSCF0064.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/DSCF0064.0.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its just real heavy metal, and thats usually the boss. But kidding, my boss is still decent enough to me and im learning much from my stinct here. That guys a real abyss in terms of business knowledge, or at least in our field of work. But then again hes been in the business for 8 years. But then again, hes only 21. And I must admit, Im enjoying my work here, at least for now. Sometimes i come home, and I have in my mind what I needa accomplish the next day and it seriously drains me. But at the end of it, the responsbility of carrying the torch and the experience gained is just enormous. Right now, Im handling the set up of our exhibition in Florida in MArch, contacting the contractors, preping the work space, inviting distributors and Whhhoooo hoooo i have a 80% chance of flying down company paid to be at the exposition! Yeah now thats what im talking about. Of course, what you dont see is the convulsions Im having, knowing full well that I have not settled the contractors, have not completed the design, and the shows in 45 days! I could just disappear from the face of the world, if for my incapabilities, the booth is not ready and the company's first excursion of an exciting 2006 is destroyed in my hands. Convulsions. Convulsions. Foaming at the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K work aside, Im tempted to talk about class at Penn, but then again theres nuttin much to talk about it except theres a quiz and essay every week, and its pretty interactive and interesting. You really feel you're in the midst of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/IMG_0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/IMG_0287.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling and weekend trips! Now thats interesting. Haven really been around yet, but last weekend had my first proper holiday since arriving. Poconos. At split rock resort. Skiing. Snow. Cold. My first skiing expedition - as I ploughed through the beginners lessons that spanned on and on unceasingly, drowning in the drones of step left, glide right, keep the wedge. Hell lets heck it and just do it. So up I went on the lift, as my skis dangled in midair while I sat on the lift chair, geeze... it was hell of a long way up man. Oh god. That meant it was a long way down as well. Geeze. Geeze. As the escalator approached summit, a sign at the top cemented my fears : ATTENTION, ESCALATOR HAS ZERO DOWNHILL CAPACITY. Cool. I could either roll down, tumble, slide, fall, crawl down the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P1010043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/P1010043.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hill but theres gonna be no escalator. Ok. I decided to ski down in the end. I wished. The first journey down was purely a mixture of up down tumbles slides and about 5 % of skiing. But with the wind in my face and the exhilaration of speed, up the escalator I went again, challenging the fear, unleashing the animal in me. By the 5th time up I was able to do swerves and turns and dashes down the hill, the manovuerability on the snow brought immerse joys to a child with new toys. I must go back again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/P1010062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/P1010062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Skiing site at Poconos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113841446327514352?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113841446327514352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113841446327514352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113841446327514352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113841446327514352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/01/close-of-week-2.html' title='The close of week 2'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113703707479905652</id><published>2006-01-12T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:37:54.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 in the Movies</title><content type='html'>I have traversed&lt;br /&gt;one step,&lt;br /&gt;but Oh what a step it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I've penned, but issues over here at penn obstructs my preferred tasks. Hearts been wanting but the muscles been wanning = Xin you yu er li bu zu. I've kinda settled down in this part of the world in the TV, man these american movies and shows have never been any more realistic than this. It cant get any closer, up close and personal. Having watched one too many american shows over the TV, it feels weird actually living in one. Kinda can picture Rocky running up the steps to the Art Musuem, wooo look at me raising &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/IMG_0115.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/IMG_0115.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my arms in glory punching into the air Im doing the same - Rocky Jr! Ok Im imagining that aint had the chance to head down to that part of town yet hence the lack of pictures posted to fuel my imagination. But I do have some inking of what the city is like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you pretty much get the picture, this is the nice side of Philly. Aint got the time nor the guts to venture further into the less pleasing side of all cities philly included, but slowly im inching further and further away from the city centre, which houses all the financial district, the historical sites, the riches and the pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/1600/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1900/320/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Further west, we reach the University city, which houses Penn and gets less pleasing further west. In the sense of social environment and security. ok these are still some pretty town houses, so my place, which we'er in the process of renting, would look something like that. I'll dragg youthru the pains we went just to get one some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a quiz on the 2nd lesson, I foresee my days at Penn wun be a breeze, it'll probably be more liek the chilling gust every morning. The notes are crawling up my mind, and sitting on my lap already. I have to study. Sucks. You have a good day. i'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113703707479905652?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113703707479905652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113703707479905652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113703707479905652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113703707479905652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/01/day-5-in-movies.html' title='Day 5 in the Movies'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113649659821088962</id><published>2006-01-06T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T05:29:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT CHANGI AIRPORT</title><content type='html'>Ok. 9:50. Thats the amount of time I have left on the free internet connection, standing at a awkward station, battling the need for speed (in bloggin that is!). Finally Im on my way, not really on my way, but as close as it can get, having passed the gantries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way drive home just now, I felt my heart pound unceasingly. Whoa finally trepidation and apprehension set in. I was afraid initially not to have had these fears come to me, I tot I had become more Zhai! Ok, at least Im still pretty normal, pretty me. LAte, but better than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a pretty lonely, but peaceful affair here at the airport. Just me and my parents, and they left early too cos they had to submit to work life the next morning. Best friends not here cos of school, another in london, another shaggin somewhere else I guess. Gfs not here cos dun wan her to ball her eyes out at the airport, she already did that the past 4 hours, so lets spare her and me too. Love ya. Other close friends not here cos well, its after all 4 in the morning, and I'd rather skip the guilt trip of having them come here just to let me have a star reception, so told them it wasnt necessary. Maybe I just wasnt popular or friendly or well loved or superstar, oh yeah, I am not. hahaha. somehow being alone is quiet and peaceful, and I reflected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! 1:45 left! Faster Faster! Better send this up first, if theres free net at Narita I'll come again to challenge the time, but for now, Its LAwrence on the air signing off with the lovely song: click click goes the keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113649659821088962?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113649659821088962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113649659821088962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113649659821088962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113649659821088962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2006/01/at-changi-airport.html' title='AT CHANGI AIRPORT'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113395226064188738</id><published>2005-12-07T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:02:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would B a UCC Story</title><content type='html'>As a Chapter closes, the mind hinges on the last strand of memory, to jot down for an eternity. I have been at UCC for 2 years and 4 months, many many many seconds spent there. In this story I have seen growth, changes, evolution, dreams, hopes, standards and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/A017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/A017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E 1st Chalet of UCC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chance at a part time job near school attracted me to this offer from a friend, to join the pool of ushers at some Cultural Centre. Bleah, why not, just another part time employment that earns me financial independence from dearest majesty and empress dowager. Yes so I went. And got interviewed. By a classic. An Aunt MIMI... think drew carey guys... think and shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/A089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/A089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cool hip handsome pretty TL/FOHchieesss gang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy enough as it seems, but who was to know that here I will spend 2 of my freshman years, and here I would spend my youth learning such important lessons of life as leadership, humility and the ability to serve, cant say that I've succeeded, but it wouldnt be harsh to say I havent failed. When I was tasked to a change, a change in attitude, dynasty and long standing tradition against the odds, it was a mammoth of a task asking a year 1 bearly out of the womb. Sharon sat me down and stared at me in all seriousness, Hie Sharon, I havent failed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/photo_LeeSL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/photo_LeeSL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Istana lunch with Mr Lee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed cohesiveness, we needed warmth and we needed a touch of familyness. it had to be fun, and I know how many a times I came close to giving in just trying, it certainly wasnt the easiest of tasks, holding the fort in solitude against all adversity. But today I will say that I'm proud of you Team B we can call ourselves a family, and really wanna thank Sanchia and Vincent for riding the wave with me, and the senoirs who have put your heart into the team, pple like Jk, JJ, Tx, Xy and many many others. Love you guys seriously. Wun hear me say this out but, love you guys. And Im really glad we've finally done it, a UCC Chalet, and more to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/CIMG0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/CIMG0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last duty as a TL, Nostalgia rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories, the glory, the fun, the people, the pathetic money except during commencement, the guys, the gers, the brothers, the nindis and mohans, the cakes, the strawberry facials, the changing in the FOH rooms, the balloons, the yee ferns, the sanchia joy yuen fangs wrong names, the giggling hees hees who cant stop, the mimis, meetings and anthonys. Won't forget you peeps. My heart will go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/CIMG0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A strawberry facial a day keeps the people away, should have seen Xinyi run with the cake in 1 hand like a professional waiter. Thanks to all!! UCC !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113395226064188738?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113395226064188738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113395226064188738' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113395226064188738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113395226064188738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-would-b-ucc-story.html' title='I would B a UCC Story'/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113302665632502958</id><published>2005-11-27T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:37:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2003.09.29  14.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted verbatim from an unleash of emotions to a vanishing figure that I never had a chance to see off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;I do still love you so&lt;br /&gt;So i'll follow&lt;br /&gt;Where go may go&lt;br /&gt;And only god knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the end, its only the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: melancholyMusic: X Japan - THE LAST SONG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113302665632502958?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113302665632502958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113302665632502958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113302665632502958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113302665632502958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2005/11/2003.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240495.post-113283040266984960</id><published>2005-11-24T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T19:07:23.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking to start life afresh&lt;br /&gt;in a land afar&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia clings and begs&lt;br /&gt;to not let it go into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favourites tags along:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004.06.03 22.38&lt;br /&gt;Searching stones.Hello all good people out there, I was away to India fer a youth expedition project and just returned. Was hoping to transfer my entire journal here but realised what a mammoth task it'll be. So i'll try my best to jot down snippets. Bless all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the activities i grew to love was strolling down to the yamuna river to search fer stones, pebbles, rocks. We bathed there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching Stones.&lt;br /&gt;The wide expanse stretches beyond the horizons&lt;br /&gt;Little jewels begging to be discovered&lt;br /&gt;As the gaze fixed on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for something&lt;br /&gt;among the everything&lt;br /&gt;Some were interesting, others were less&lt;br /&gt;Some were gorgeous, others were less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stood out among the backdrop&lt;br /&gt;glistering bright green specks with a tinge of green&lt;br /&gt;I must have loved it, i think&lt;br /&gt;But there must be better&lt;br /&gt;For I've only covered these steps&lt;br /&gt;And more were sure to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a resounding 'clack'&lt;br /&gt;I let it go&lt;br /&gt;To roll into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Among the oblivious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But realise i was to&lt;br /&gt;thatt step begets step&lt;br /&gt;And beauty is all so relative&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stop, so sure so sure&lt;br /&gt;that a next step yields more beauty&lt;br /&gt;With such wide expanse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many are obscured with the feet i stand tall upon&lt;br /&gt;How manyescape detection when my hand reaches for its neighbour&lt;br /&gt;How many will i miss just cause i had travelled north , and not east&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be you&lt;br /&gt;As my palm revealed&lt;br /&gt;a pebble&lt;br /&gt;I must have loved it, i feel&lt;br /&gt;But the apprehension pervades&lt;br /&gt;For the clack seemed so imminent, sp unavoidable&lt;br /&gt;Will it be me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for something&lt;br /&gt;among all everything&lt;br /&gt;But i knoe not what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: cheerful&lt;br /&gt;Music: Take That!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19240495-113283040266984960?l=lawrencengwg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/feeds/113283040266984960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19240495&amp;postID=113283040266984960' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113283040266984960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19240495/posts/default/113283040266984960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawrencengwg.blogspot.com/2005/11/looking-to-start-life-afresh-in-land.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawzept MeLLon_CoLLie Mystérieux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848355878770706612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d99/Lawzept/pag1small2bs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
