<?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-32128592</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:24:42.010+11:00</updated><category term='friends.'/><category term='nothing would be better.'/><category term='Hmms.'/><category term='poot.'/><category term='i am random.'/><category term='Contemplative.'/><category term='cold'/><category term='pretty things.'/><category term='thankful.'/><category term='wistful'/><title type='text'>love me. love you.</title><subtitle type='html'>bring me chocolate. coffee and ice-cream. heaps please.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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>410</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3680709527306845535</id><published>2009-06-15T00:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:20:17.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Compromise in Privacy.</title><content type='html'>Hey you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been a recent compromise in my privacy and I really don't want to share my life with ANYONE ELSE but the few who matter. So I've moved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop me a message on my email if you'll like my new blog address!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3680709527306845535?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3680709527306845535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3680709527306845535' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3680709527306845535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3680709527306845535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/compromise-in-privacy.html' title='Compromise in Privacy.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-191067659865139362</id><published>2009-06-14T17:57:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:05:06.609+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I remember how when we first met... I had to bug you to get on Facebook. Just because it was so convenient and you really could easily check out the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;because it was so fun then and I could observe you from afar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I don't know anymore. I know too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, some part of me thinks that ME, YOU + ME wouldn't be able to survive this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and will someone tell me why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one of the few good things that ever happens to me is so hard to keep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-191067659865139362?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/191067659865139362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=191067659865139362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/191067659865139362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/191067659865139362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-remember-how-when-we-first-met.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-2773462114720011460</id><published>2009-06-11T10:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:36:06.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's hope this never happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;你常常說 我很完美&lt;br /&gt;沒人能取代 我給的一切&lt;br /&gt;我就以為 我努力更完美&lt;br /&gt;我們 就會永遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美 我們多虛偽&lt;br /&gt;你讓我的好 變成一種罪&lt;br /&gt;完美並不美 當你愛了誰&lt;br /&gt;我的完美也只是 不完美&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;不，完美, 李玖哲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2773462114720011460?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2773462114720011460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2773462114720011460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2773462114720011460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2773462114720011460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-hope-this-never-happens.html' title='Let&apos;s hope this never happens.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-929859017942508766</id><published>2009-06-10T21:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:02:19.312+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My song is love&lt;br /&gt;Love to the loveless shown&lt;br /&gt;And it goes up&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Your heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;Is made of stone&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to see you clearly&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;br /&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;br /&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A Message, Coldplay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-929859017942508766?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/929859017942508766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=929859017942508766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/929859017942508766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/929859017942508766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-song-is-love-love-to-loveless-shown.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-1798895905248584855</id><published>2009-06-10T00:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:10:29.731+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Delighted.</title><content type='html'>I'm rather happy and bouncy at the moment, when I'm not thinking about anything else besides some of my closest and dearest friends... see. They're all moving on in their lives, it's almost as if they are starting this brand new chapter of their life stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada -getting married and possibly a new career in the teaching profession? :)&lt;br /&gt;Jamie - MOH scholarship (you kick ass girl, see dreams do come true!)&lt;br /&gt;Mon - engaged and chasing that uni dream + slowly rising through the ranks of the civil service (that can't be bad!!)&lt;br /&gt;Doi - career, career, career and getting married possibly (?)&lt;br /&gt;Becky - off to see the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think following your dreams is a great and wonderful thing, because well, at least there are dreams and ambitions to chase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go my friends, i'm insanely proud of every single one of you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1798895905248584855?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1798895905248584855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1798895905248584855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1798895905248584855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1798895905248584855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/delighted.html' title='Delighted.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5077339280965823821</id><published>2009-06-08T18:53:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:06:25.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quest for a new phone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRrCh3qJI/AAAAAAAAFb0/jUPEnXUn4TQ/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRrCh3qJI/AAAAAAAAFb0/jUPEnXUn4TQ/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344877395125446802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRqxAdWQI/AAAAAAAAFbs/UzUV2msL8aQ/s1600-h/sonyxperiax1lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRqxAdWQI/AAAAAAAAFbs/UzUV2msL8aQ/s320/sonyxperiax1lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344877390421907714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRqSZsdUI/AAAAAAAAFbk/jwW0Ze0_HZs/s1600-h/nokia-n97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRqSZsdUI/AAAAAAAAFbk/jwW0Ze0_HZs/s320/nokia-n97.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344877382206256450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha. Tis the season to catch up with what technology has got to offer. It's time for me retire my Sony Walkman phone. I'm a bit reluctant to see it go because it's been so good to me. But then i kind of like of the idea of being able to check my email on the go - particularly since workaholism is inherent to me. OOH. how lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating getting a Blackberry because BB messenger is very good for Barbara to message me and rant for free. But then it's not sleek enough and I could wait for my firm to give me one when the time comes (assuming that they consider it a necessary expense. ha.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now after much deliberation, it's a toss between those two phones. The new Nokia N97 and the Sony Ericsson X1 which are really similar features wise except perhaps for the fact that the Nokia has got a better camera (dammit. it has the same number of mega pixels as my canon!) and the SE X1 is 8g heavier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am leaning towards the SE X1 more. Particularly since i don't really like the Nokia that i have now and i fell in love with the SE X1 the moment i set eyes on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the latest news, it's cheaper for me to buy it off singtel. whee. maybe that's the way i'll go. new phone here i come?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5077339280965823821?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5077339280965823821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5077339280965823821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5077339280965823821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5077339280965823821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/quest-for-new-phone.html' title='Quest for a new phone.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SizRrCh3qJI/AAAAAAAAFb0/jUPEnXUn4TQ/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4490329812766806111</id><published>2009-06-07T19:53:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:10:47.671+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Overstuffed and very full.... BUT</title><content type='html'>very very contented. I think my tummy knows when it's been fed good, chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my heart also knows when it needs a bit more TLC. (hint. hint.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headache's gone for the most part and I was well enough to indulge in some physical activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shall just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since, I can only ogle at things and not buy them for the moment because I'm holding out for something extra.... these things are still on my "WANT" list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Classic - Christian Louboutin Very Privé 120 peep-toe pumps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-c_brPI/AAAAAAAAFbM/pv58VTmLnT4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-c_brPI/AAAAAAAAFbM/pv58VTmLnT4/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344524785413762290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The Carry Everywhere Bag - Proenza Schouler Medium PS1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-bXvr5I/AAAAAAAAFbU/1dHCBP3a7WY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-bXvr5I/AAAAAAAAFbU/1dHCBP3a7WY/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344524784978866066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The Classic Bag - Mulberry Shimmy Bag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-oKGolI/AAAAAAAAFbc/3HA-R9u4GB8/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-oKGolI/AAAAAAAAFbc/3HA-R9u4GB8/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344524788411310674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more ways to fulfil your eye candy quoto, there's more to behold &lt;a href="http://www.netaporter.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The Queen of all luxury online sites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4490329812766806111?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4490329812766806111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4490329812766806111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4490329812766806111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4490329812766806111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/overstuffed-and-very-full-but.html' title='Overstuffed and very full.... BUT'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiuQ-c_brPI/AAAAAAAAFbM/pv58VTmLnT4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1139358370513786488</id><published>2009-06-06T15:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:13:59.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus - for a good cause.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sin5N6QqhHI/AAAAAAAAFbE/ih3QeRMKKfA/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sin5N6QqhHI/AAAAAAAAFbE/ih3QeRMKKfA/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344076450224571506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you're fortunate enough to have 795 dollars lying around some place and you have NO idea what to do with it at all... buy those. They're kick-ass red pumps by Bally, of which the proceeds of the sales would be going towards the Heart Foundation. And besides, everyone can use a pair of red pumps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only I had 795 dollars lying around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1139358370513786488?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1139358370513786488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1139358370513786488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1139358370513786488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1139358370513786488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiatus-for-good-cause.html' title='Hiatus - for a good cause.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sin5N6QqhHI/AAAAAAAAFbE/ih3QeRMKKfA/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5450636994431254354</id><published>2009-06-05T18:58:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:04:14.187+10:00</updated><title type='text'>From now till a little bit more...</title><content type='html'>I think I'm exhausted. Work, school and fighting for the things I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this weekend till the next, I'm not going to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all accumulated to THIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach hurts and my head throbs, and all I want to do is sleep and have a little bit MORE love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just for this weekend, till the next. I'm going to be on a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you when next weekend rolls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But without you here I wouldn’t be the same &lt;br /&gt;All my worlds come crashing in&lt;br /&gt;And without you here I couldn’t play this game &lt;br /&gt;I’d be falling down in a spin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This Game, Pete Murray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5450636994431254354?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5450636994431254354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5450636994431254354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5450636994431254354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5450636994431254354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-now-till-little-bit-more.html' title='From now till a little bit more...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-4452813406458128879</id><published>2009-06-01T21:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:20:43.071+10:00</updated><title type='text'>May  - it was one truly one of the longest months in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiO2moxysWI/AAAAAAAAFa8/4QfnESQwrvA/s1600-h/Rainbow_Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiO2moxysWI/AAAAAAAAFa8/4QfnESQwrvA/s320/Rainbow_Tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342314357889085794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.... i couldn't decide why. Couldn't decide whether it was because it was the end of the second last page of the Leos' diary (which really just signifies that we're close to being done. there. done.) or because it had 31 days, or because I had a horrible ancillary partner or simply because it was just so damn long away from August - when i could go home. I suspect, it was all of the reasons above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year hasn't been as great a year as I had hoped it would be. I was a little reluctant to leave Singapore at the start because well, I truly had my reservations. By then Leos started, and I started making friends, and I thought, finally perhaps it'll be ok after all. 6 months would go by in a jiffy and I'll soon be home safe and snuggly, as if I've never left before - which was mostly how I've felt about home for the past couple of years. On hindsight, maybe it's because my friends have made it so. We always picked up where we left off, never tripping or stumbling. It's like it is still there after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then of course, shit had to start hitting the fan and by now, being mostly 24 year olds... we know that (could be a generalisation and i apologise profusely for this!) when shit starts hitting the fan, it really really starts raining the watery stuff. Yup. So I won't say it hasn't passed, because well, this journey hasn't ended... I'm still not safe and snuggly at home. But, i suppose, i believe (with a tinge of hope and expectation, and no no no, none of those jinx-y nonsense) that things are getting better bit by bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few months have only made things alot clearer for me. My dreams, my goals, my ambitions and the direction that I want to take in life. I'm really quite happy to go home. My friends here and at home would say, it's probably because HE'S going to be home and I can serve my insect-repellant purpose. But more than ever, (even though I'll admit that HE'S one of the reasons), I'm certain that being home is truly the place that I'm meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few months also reminded me (which I somehow seem to have forgotten, in the humdrum of everyday life) that really, some things in life is worth fighting for, and your own happiness, is one of those things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all deserve to be happy, but not just any kind of happy. BUt the kind of contented happy. The ONE kind of happy that is independent of all external factors/stimuli.. it doesn't depend on the existence or emotions of someone else... and it should come from within. And the only reason is that we all deserve to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4452813406458128879?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4452813406458128879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4452813406458128879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4452813406458128879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4452813406458128879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/06/may-it-was-one-truly-one-of-longest.html' title='May  - it was one truly one of the longest months in my life.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SiO2moxysWI/AAAAAAAAFa8/4QfnESQwrvA/s72-c/Rainbow_Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3019130923863602760</id><published>2009-05-30T14:35:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:13:42.825+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>There are things in life worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are one of them.&lt;br /&gt;and YOUR dreams as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are never going to stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; and just when i've given on finding stuff to read on the net.... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doctor and a lawyer were attending a cocktail party when the doctor was approached by a man who asked advice on how to handle his ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor mumbled some medical advice, then turned to the lawyer and asked, "How do you handle the situation when you are asked for advice during a social function?"&lt;br /&gt;"Just send a bill for such advice" replied the lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next morning the doctor arrived at his surgery and issued the ulcer-stricken man a $50 bill. That afternoon he received a $100 bill from the lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;muahhha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for lawyer jokes (i know i know everyone loves to diss us left, right and centre...)&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.lawyer-jokes.us/modules/mylinks/viewcat.php?cid=14"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3019130923863602760?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3019130923863602760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3019130923863602760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3019130923863602760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3019130923863602760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-4726191618501441727</id><published>2009-05-28T01:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T02:06:10.883+10:00</updated><title type='text'>..... :|</title><content type='html'>Graduation photos... i haven't put up any!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; In the law faculty office... thats where all the assignments used to go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NKxjbNXdY1a1rJw5gciNoQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfCV9l4fVaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vYMiCv6tPJc/s400/IMG_1348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Post fried chicken eating frenzy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aeTYsI_bwnRQhzUhO8ZA-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfCVzX6mllI/AAAAAAAAAFA/eJRIAq_FTZk/s400/IMG_1343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; With Mum and Dad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/P0VY6c9e3dBegZjTjHotCA?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfP8PrWXgEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UASJbGEjaP0/s400/n212901476_31307259_5979012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; The coffee gang from Leos... Yang, Andrea, Candice &amp; Sof&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8CdybH8Bknobtb3SJxubUw?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfCV35b0LPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jCyxgLUrwV4/s400/IMG_1345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Leo Girls :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DZvcTz82l2AcATedVH6wLQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfP8OtwwDQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t4r0jT97FIM/s400/n212901476_31307257_4673566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; and after all that pain and all that time, finally done with two!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you daddy (&amp; mummy!). muacks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CwmMVwYq9hc65_kosEq1hw?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfP8U0ZKjYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0G-zWTZ0GVo/s400/n212901476_31307278_2265283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; And friends since the beginning - state library, es teler, chocolate cake, eating sprees and many other things....&lt;br /&gt;wish you were here Rosie! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iNe4ECyEsrlR0_W6eBBw-w?authkey=Gv1sRgCPbIs_W1u6_sOw&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfP8XlSmllI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qqGo4tei5OY/s400/n212901476_31307285_5546927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm meant to be reading about factoring agreements. but it's shit-ass painful and my stomach is producing runny things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4726191618501441727?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4726191618501441727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4726191618501441727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4726191618501441727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4726191618501441727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='..... :|'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SfCV9l4fVaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vYMiCv6tPJc/s72-c/IMG_1348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4604734266429786481</id><published>2009-05-26T23:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:35:35.912+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry-Go-Round</title><content type='html'>It's funny how at the end of all this, I'm still going to have to go to NUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4604734266429786481?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4604734266429786481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4604734266429786481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4604734266429786481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4604734266429786481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-Go-Round'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-3708576945300809022</id><published>2009-05-21T21:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:45:29.551+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?&lt;br /&gt;Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine if you show me yours first&lt;br /&gt;Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse&lt;br /&gt;Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;We live on front porches and swing life away&lt;br /&gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage &lt;br /&gt;If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here so long; think that its time to move&lt;br /&gt;The winter's so cold summer's over too soon&lt;br /&gt;so let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some friends, some that I hardly know&lt;br /&gt;But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world&lt;br /&gt;We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swing Life Away, Rise Against&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a point in life where you're just so damn tired - that all you hope for is that every single facade of life goes according to plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3708576945300809022?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3708576945300809022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3708576945300809022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3708576945300809022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3708576945300809022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-8298503400452947484</id><published>2009-05-20T18:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:57:17.039+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Regardless.</title><content type='html'>I think I haven't been a terrible person - I've been mean a couple of times, late on numerous occasions, told a number of lies and perhaps swore at random things and at people on random occasions, rolled up eyes when i'm not happy and have been impatient possibly on more occasions then I would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I still don't think I'm a terrible person. I've never tried to intentionally hurt someone that I didn't know. I never mean to spite people and I try my best to treat my friends and the people I love as best as I can. Sometimes, I put their welfare before mine. And so, I don't think I'm a terrible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an amazing person, but I'm not terrible either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, horrible people should really live me alone. Let me live my life and get out of mine. Leave things that don't belong to you (and they possibly never will) alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a much better person than you'll ever be. I'm going to a whole lot more successful than you'll ever be able to imagine or comprehend. My dreams and ambitions you'll never understand or even dare to dream about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends I have, I know, though arguably won't be as many as you have, will stick up for me whenever the situation calls for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah-boo sucks to you (sorry max! :|). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i never meet you. for all this pain that you've put me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news though, I filed my notice of intention today! and now, it's on the Supreme Court notice board. whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8298503400452947484?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8298503400452947484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8298503400452947484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8298503400452947484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8298503400452947484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/regardless.html' title='Regardless.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-6761345890226955551</id><published>2009-05-19T17:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:34:22.315+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;Was letting go not taking part &lt;br /&gt;Was the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the strangest thing &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for that bell to ring &lt;br /&gt;It was the strangest start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it go down &lt;br /&gt;It is sweet I could taste in my mouth &lt;br /&gt;Silver lining the clouds &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I &lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could work it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;Was letting go not taking part &lt;br /&gt;You really broke my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to sing &lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't think of anything &lt;br /&gt;That was the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it go down &lt;br /&gt;You left the sweetest taste in my mouth &lt;br /&gt;Your silver lining the clouds &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it's all about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it's all about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know is wrong &lt;br /&gt;Everything I do just comes undone &lt;br /&gt;And everything is torn apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;That's the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;That's the hardest part &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Hardest Part, Coldplay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6761345890226955551?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6761345890226955551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6761345890226955551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6761345890226955551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6761345890226955551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-hardest-part-was-letting-go-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-6070651779327538176</id><published>2009-05-15T23:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:16:48.889+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poot.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends.'/><title type='text'>Leo Lessons</title><content type='html'>Leo Lesson Number 6: After every week, when it all ends - the classes, the madness, the interlocutory hearings, the mad printing, stapling, swearing at the stupid photocopying machine, copious cups of coffee, running up and down the stairs, signing in at 9.15 otherwise you'll be dead and a whole host of other really random things... remember to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup and so we do. Some go for drinks and cigarettes, others go for chocolate and coffee and very good dinners after, some go home to their partners or go hang out with their boyfriends. But yes, we do all those things because it's finally Friday and it's a crazy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wish I can run straight home to YOU after Leos because that's where I find the greatest comfort and the greatest peace. Just right there in your arms watching tv. Now though, since it's going to be a while more... i find the greatest comfort in the laughter of my friends over chocolate, coffee, tea, steak and loads of other good food. Because it's the best when you have people who understand the subtleties behind that whole string of words that's hard to put together after one entire week of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friends, is what i call code.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6070651779327538176?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6070651779327538176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6070651779327538176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6070651779327538176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6070651779327538176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/leo-lessons_15.html' title='Leo Lessons'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-4183153365747063490</id><published>2009-05-13T17:13:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:41:50.421+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poot.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty things.'/><title type='text'>Leo Lessons</title><content type='html'>Lesson 3: When the materials teaching you how to present matters in Court tell you to say "we" you should really say "i"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4: Judges like to make things really difficult for you sometimes, so therefore, everything that comes out of your mouth needs to mean something and needs to go towards something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 5: The "judge" in my court room today commented to ALL the girls, even me, and said that we all have very soft voices :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; In other news, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sgp5SV5egzI/AAAAAAAAFa0/Vgh-D1rtlq8/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sgp5SV5egzI/AAAAAAAAFa0/Vgh-D1rtlq8/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335210064596599602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love with Burberry Check Lowry Bag since laying my eyes on it at the Burberry sale one fine December afternoon. The only problem with it though is that the bag in itself is very heavy, and therefore, knowing how much stuff I lug around all the time.... I would have to go for something slightly lighter. or smaller, from the same collection. Ah. the beauty of Burberry! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4183153365747063490?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4183153365747063490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4183153365747063490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4183153365747063490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4183153365747063490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/leo-lessons_13.html' title='Leo Lessons'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sgp5SV5egzI/AAAAAAAAFa0/Vgh-D1rtlq8/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3391695858715455394</id><published>2009-05-12T17:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:27:29.268+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poot.'/><title type='text'>Leo Lessons</title><content type='html'>Lesson 1: s. 39 of the Wills Act 1997 states that all beneficiaries must survive the testator by at least thirty days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2: Order 22.02 empowers the Court to grant summary judgement in interlocutory applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; As much as we, as lawyers, through the process of law school and training learn how to tell untruths in such a way that they could be accepted as truths in those not in the known, it's not very nice to get caught not knowing in the middle of proceedings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. lest we forget!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3391695858715455394?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3391695858715455394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3391695858715455394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3391695858715455394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3391695858715455394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/leo-lessons.html' title='Leo Lessons'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-7223589179578231042</id><published>2009-05-10T18:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:10:26.529+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SgaL2cWyYTI/AAAAAAAAFas/k7x0ygpyU1k/s1600-h/chanel_fw09-womens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SgaL2cWyYTI/AAAAAAAAFas/k7x0ygpyU1k/s320/chanel_fw09-womens1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334104576107897138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the new collection at Chanel. hai. so pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-7223589179578231042?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/7223589179578231042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=7223589179578231042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7223589179578231042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7223589179578231042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-new-collection-at-chanel.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SgaL2cWyYTI/AAAAAAAAFas/k7x0ygpyU1k/s72-c/chanel_fw09-womens1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-9138099668268954124</id><published>2009-04-29T21:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:41:46.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sfg7la1bfkI/AAAAAAAAFak/LQeIy1CfE7Q/s1600-h/ST50_1(web).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sfg7la1bfkI/AAAAAAAAFak/LQeIy1CfE7Q/s320/ST50_1(web).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330075673037602370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my latest obsession.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright... it ain't really my &lt;b&gt;LATEST&lt;/b&gt; obsession, but i mean what's a girl gotta do when it's sooo cold in this silly place she is in and she's got much work to do that there's no better way to deal with it than to procrastinate and not do it at all??!! ah ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, no thanks to my new friend alicia either. check out my facebook page. Every single day I have mini conversations with people on facebook that there is now someone claiming that I'm on facebook 24/7. Obviously, obviously forgetting the fact that I'm most of the time stuck in a place where this imaginary world exists and we only surface at times for coffee, lunch, shopping escapades, and for some, cigarettes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my plan when I go home is to try every single cake on that list... and so that means if I'm going to have to order an ENTIRE cake to get one slice... all my dearest dearest, beloved friends... thank you:)))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-9138099668268954124?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/9138099668268954124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=9138099668268954124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/9138099668268954124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/9138099668268954124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/latest-obsession.html' title='Latest Obsession'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sfg7la1bfkI/AAAAAAAAFak/LQeIy1CfE7Q/s72-c/ST50_1(web).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5875271842593417775</id><published>2009-04-27T19:36:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:44:23.044+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday to me &amp; you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfV92bGHNvI/AAAAAAAAFac/uD0wZYXOWGM/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfV92bGHNvI/AAAAAAAAFac/uD0wZYXOWGM/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329304108002653938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry we've both been so busy, you there and I'm here. and sometimes, a little bit in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say, it's been nothing short of wonderful this past year and so Happy Belated Birthday to me &amp; you, for life wouldn't be as interesting or confusing or funny without your around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5875271842593417775?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5875271842593417775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5875271842593417775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5875271842593417775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5875271842593417775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-birthday-to-me-you.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday to me &amp; you.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfV92bGHNvI/AAAAAAAAFac/uD0wZYXOWGM/s72-c/IMG_1164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-6898435621509561690</id><published>2009-04-26T21:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:14:08.097+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfRBZnFrk_I/AAAAAAAAFZ8/QaaDSxVnIGE/s1600-h/IMG_1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfRBZnFrk_I/AAAAAAAAFZ8/QaaDSxVnIGE/s320/IMG_1296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328956167331484658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- William Parrish, Meet Joe Black.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day, when you take the risk, make the journey and fall deeply in love. Life couldn't be any sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations you two... I've been waiting a long time:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6898435621509561690?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6898435621509561690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6898435621509561690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6898435621509561690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6898435621509561690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations:))'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SfRBZnFrk_I/AAAAAAAAFZ8/QaaDSxVnIGE/s72-c/IMG_1296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-6270730206111337096</id><published>2009-04-08T23:47:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:49:50.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sdyq8NC3FMI/AAAAAAAAFYU/L1BPOQFVWC0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sdyq8NC3FMI/AAAAAAAAFYU/L1BPOQFVWC0/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322316810915615938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Louis Vuitton, Apple Pump in Patent Calf Leather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen them at all. I saw this pair of shoes at the Louis Vuitton boutique today and my heart and tummy + my feet went a flutter and went to shoe haven. They are gorgeous, gorgeous shoes and considering that they are from the man, Marc Jacobs, it's worth every penny that you have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only money grew on trees. hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo pretty, :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6270730206111337096?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6270730206111337096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6270730206111337096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6270730206111337096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6270730206111337096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-seen-them.html' title='Have you seen them?'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sdyq8NC3FMI/AAAAAAAAFYU/L1BPOQFVWC0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5603605784079403425</id><published>2009-04-07T23:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:14:35.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just for tonight.. i simply can't be bothered about ANY of my imaginary clients.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5603605784079403425?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5603605784079403425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5603605784079403425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5603605784079403425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5603605784079403425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-for-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-1212696934552534207</id><published>2009-04-06T21:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:21:26.442+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing is...</title><content type='html'>The thing with Leos is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that they make me pay for photocopying on photocopy printers that hardly work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1212696934552534207?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3168152472370402284</id><published>2009-04-04T02:30:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:34:23.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Long, long, long week.</title><content type='html'>It's been crazy this week. I've not been that busy in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got my client her divorce.&lt;br /&gt;2. I sold my clients' house and had a property settlement.&lt;br /&gt;3. I executed a Will.&lt;br /&gt;4. I did costs for alot of files.&lt;br /&gt;5. I banked in alot of cheques.&lt;br /&gt;6. Filed shitloads of documents in my Leo land registry.&lt;br /&gt;7. I photocopied, stamped like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;8. I ran up and down flights of stairs and uncountable number of steps.&lt;br /&gt;9. I wrote alot of letters.&lt;br /&gt;10. I interviewed my client who at the moment is being charged with three offences.&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm trying to settle the sale of a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so all in all.. it's been insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad tomorrow it's Saturday already:)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3168152472370402284?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3168152472370402284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3168152472370402284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3168152472370402284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3168152472370402284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-long-long-week.html' title='Long, long, long week.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5878372548784359422</id><published>2009-03-31T16:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:46:31.365+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So yes, it never ends.</title><content type='html'>It really doesn't. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lesson they taught us at Leos, besides trust accounting and ethics and file management and a hooplah of other things is how to deal with lawyer jokes and how NOT to tell people that you are a lawyer by profession. I haven't clearly remembered how to deal with it yet (because I'm half asleep most of the time at 9.30 am lectures - it's better than ALL of the time, still waiting for coffee to take effect!) but I think it has something to do telling people that you're a monk that does good things for money, or something along those lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that said and done... it's nice to be in this circle. It's nice to be able to wake up everyday and go to a place that has very talented people who have been in their jobs for so many years and still dealing with it. oh yes, the ridiculousness of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that we're the only profession that tells our clients how they can go about complaining against us?!! yes. It's called disclosure form or something like that, that we have to attach at the back of every closing letter and after rendering a bill of costs. Yups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all the years of pain that I'm going to subsequent after, but it's ok because this is MY dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five reasons why you should have studied medicine, instead of law&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Lawyer's Weekly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01&lt;/b&gt;- It's NOT that funny to make jokes about doctors, whereas the rest of the world thinks lawyer jokes are hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02&lt;/b&gt;- People still get sick during a recession, but legal services can quickly become a discretionary item &lt;i&gt;(unless of course you've taken on the role as debt collection specialist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03&lt;/b&gt;- Driving a seriously expensive car would have been seen as a reflection of your worth to society, instead of just a blatant self-indulgence and indication of your ridiculous salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04&lt;/b&gt;- Upon graduation you would have received the fancy title of 'Dr' attached to your name, instead of just becoming initials or a code when reporting to billable units. &lt;i&gt; and yes, we can still bill in 6 minute increments.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05&lt;/b&gt;- When people asked what you do at parties, the declaration that you're a doctor wouldn't have become the conversation stopper that it is when you say you're a lawyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5878372548784359422?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5878372548784359422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5878372548784359422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SdBkOq-cBuI/AAAAAAAAFYM/6m0_wBetx9s/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SdBkOq-cBuI/AAAAAAAAFYM/6m0_wBetx9s/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318861363141674722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prada zip case in black saffiano leather, US$195&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weakness for epi leather (which is about the only type of leather that I'm willing to pay for if I've to buy anything from LV - i make exceptions for the Mahina), or epi leather-ish things  and the above, is apparently meant for boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it is pretty enough for a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SdBkOq-cBuI/AAAAAAAAFYM/6m0_wBetx9s/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8859384155659397229</id><published>2009-03-26T20:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:48:36.397+11:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>today i walked from one end of the city to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, tonight, now at this very moment, i don't feel like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8859384155659397229?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-7083738384837810537</id><published>2009-03-20T00:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:08:23.171+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time!</title><content type='html'>finally, I can say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE PLAN IS GO GO GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-7083738384837810537?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/7083738384837810537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=7083738384837810537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7083738384837810537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7083738384837810537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-711049643948170807</id><published>2009-03-16T22:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:29:45.464+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wistful.</title><content type='html'>Haiyah. Was looking at my Hongkong photographs - i miss there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IuJcfTLWfGV3LWLD7PQV4g?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV98g8pTHoI/AAAAAAAAEqo/-XWh64m8tys/s400/IMG_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Portuguese egg tarts - this is like eat already then slowly your stomach slowly float to heaven kind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m7PlHfOFTZ4vfw51dSoFtA?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV9-QlrN0VI/AAAAAAAAEtI/x9tHysskcow/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Egg Custard - dammnit. next time I want to eat the cold one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5HcQX6AIKSWXcmEeKGovoQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-DNjzeLqI/AAAAAAAAE0E/JgcDkEGwtPE/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Guilin Jelly Machine - if only I had 6 stomachs. One will be filled with lots of traditionally made Guilin Jelly and Tea Eggs. *faint*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D2CmU6Xg1Ru9MYUmz1gYWg?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-Db_tqwJI/AAAAAAAAE0c/gS_CarsSu6E/s400/IMG_0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Smelly tofu and Squid - HK!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TtlAUykEiJS7VhNom74gSQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-FNLZfRZI/AAAAAAAAE28/L_IgrkUJ04Y/s400/IMG_0883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Chinese Desserts - you have no idea how good they are. I think I dream of them sometimes in my sleep. haiiii.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Fewj5GQRfbtup1UNRSh-tw?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-JW7g6NkI/AAAAAAAAE80/f04UdMzc_Uk/s400/IMG_0969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Advertisement: The big bum-bum of the big panda:))) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-4ZhS61jSeVyH9Phj3oJNw?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-LflgxqEI/AAAAAAAAE-8/pLR-3lwhNo8/s400/IMG_1012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beggar Chicken - must be ordered at least 24 hours in advance!! slurp.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3j8mrQeBA63oYtWb4u3MRQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCNe7sK-_1siDeQ&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV-E5b2u-ZI/AAAAAAAAE2g/HN5WDiGTcOI/s400/IMG_0876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jay. hee hee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's funny because, i see all the food and my brain goes AHHHHHHH. ha. anytime of the day. Although I have now been promised that if I go to Taiwan at the end of this year for at least two weeks, i'll put on 5 kg without fail. we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to go to Taiwan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-711049643948170807?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/711049643948170807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=711049643948170807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/711049643948170807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/711049643948170807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/wistful.html' title='wistful.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SV98g8pTHoI/AAAAAAAAEqo/-XWh64m8tys/s72-c/IMG_0691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3200911126242097981</id><published>2009-03-16T01:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:32:08.101+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i really don't wish anyone be me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3200911126242097981?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3200911126242097981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3200911126242097981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3200911126242097981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3200911126242097981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodnight-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-1268820192949477664</id><published>2009-03-15T17:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:50:23.743+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stylo Milo.</title><content type='html'>In my free time or when the procrastination monster hits (this usually happens alot!), I like to look at pretty pictures of pretty things. One of them being the countless photos that have been put on Vogue.com showcasing the latest designs of top-notch designers from their Autumn/Winter 2009/10 collections. It's been very pretty. The post before was from Jason Wu (of Michelle Obama's inauguration gown fame) and Thakoon, who has been one of Asia's finest for a couple of years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I present the maestro himself, Karl Lagerfield of Chanel:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2WU9t6pkjZkWJyU-HZ-urw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbyiDnSf1FI/AAAAAAAAADE/z7R1kksjuoQ/s400/Picture%208.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season, there are leather leggings and many different takes on the blazer/coat for winter. As well as layers, lotsa them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dDuDH4MKXqZEtWqszsnmnw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/Sbyh9JpVG3I/AAAAAAAAACo/oIQBVeNjKGM/s400/Picture%201.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cgjXq93LHhPM9lOl6RfXzw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/Sbyh9-iFWuI/AAAAAAAAACs/4h_m5XxILvA/s400/Picture%202.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/St22viGdj250dlLEU1TYNQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/Sbyh-9Az0yI/AAAAAAAAACw/vZI9r8pW9yM/s400/Picture%203.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The above is one my favourites:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zUDhloVe6VpZFkZWkcbw-Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/Sbyh_p2FojI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tK6q0tJA4UA/s400/Picture%204.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OooO... i can so imagine going to work in one of these suits:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EZu5j82DG6BYTSUcZqMARg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbyiAjBhVQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/P55qC1Lg72s/s400/Picture%205.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very classy and laid back, I like these too. ahhh:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OY336sCCJUy2LVBqrJHWPg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbyiB75hVhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZQycGecU3pk/s400/Picture%206.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hee hee. one shouldn't be limited to how many chanel suits they can own!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out the reason why Chanel's so sought after (notwithstanding the fact that it is luxury and it is Chanel). It's black and white. Black and white is timeless and also, it's the only colours that I may be able to wear to work if i'm going home. Then again, I won't complain if I get to wear Chanel suits for work. ahhh. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I going to have a look see at the other collections soon. And having seen what Jason Wu, Thakoon and Mr. Lagerfield has come up with so far... i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2IlR_UqlhS_B39FLSLiNeg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbyiC7HeUhI/AAAAAAAAADA/yqhqFJV1UKM/s400/Picture%207.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1268820192949477664?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1268820192949477664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1268820192949477664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1268820192949477664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1268820192949477664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/stylo-milo.html' title='Stylo Milo.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbyiDnSf1FI/AAAAAAAAADE/z7R1kksjuoQ/s72-c/Picture%208.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2274000179096352830</id><published>2009-03-13T23:08:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:24:13.269+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for fridays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SbpOn1UZFII/AAAAAAAAFXs/Gz3Hjs0_9tg/s1600-h/Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SbpOn1UZFII/AAAAAAAAFXs/Gz3Hjs0_9tg/s320/Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312645156671394946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a strange day, sorta anyway. It was meant to storm and be rainy and all, but it didn't. In fact, the sun was actually out and in full force. So already, good thing number 1. Then, I discovered a package that on first sight I thought was my imagination that it was addressed to me (quite hard to comprehend that you are Francine Lai staying at this address first thing in the morning when you are all groggy and haven't yet had your first hit of the day). So good thing number 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like parcels see:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I opened it, quite alot of stuff fell out, shirts i asked for and biscuits (or lollies) that my cousin wanted and last of all..... that. whee. my new, very luxurious, very soft, very warm and very pretty shawl :))) Good thing number 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day couldn't have gotten any better but then wait... guess what... Le Petit Gateau had saved their last Kyoto for me!! (well ok not exactly, by coincidence anyway!) but they only made 8 that day and when i went at lunch. there was only one left. Hoorah. Hoorah:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing number 5 comes in the form of this lovely bottle of sparky grape juice that Wade bought for me. It's from Japan, highly addictive and very yummy! (sitting in my fridge, braving the cold!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing better to end the day with, other than movie - Ms Becky Bloomwood in Confessions of  a shoppingholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now see, who says parcels in the mail can't make a great day even better:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2274000179096352830?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2274000179096352830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2274000179096352830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2274000179096352830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2274000179096352830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-for-fridays.html' title='Yay for fridays!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SbpOn1UZFII/AAAAAAAAFXs/Gz3Hjs0_9tg/s72-c/Page_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4126252386295827759</id><published>2009-03-10T16:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:06:48.989+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too soon.</title><content type='html'>hold on tight, don't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; beginning to enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's simply too soon to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; In other news.....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designers have launched their autumn and winter 2009/2010 ready to wear collections and the runways have been chock full with pretty darn amazing outfits - paris, milan, new york and london. how exciting:) I've only managed to start looking at the outfits now and I must say every single one's gorgeous. I haven't had time to look at everything YET, but I will... so-on. on one of those days where I don't have to reconcile any accounts, write a plea or prepare a defence and counterclaim. However, I leave you with my favourite pieces from Jason Wu (he designed Michelle Obama's white inauguration dress and has now been interviewed by almost every fashion magazine even VOGUE!) and Thakoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the perfect dinner dress, the perfect everyday outfit, a work dress and my wedding dress (or well something that I'll definitely consider) in these two alone. I can't wait to see the Chanel and Hermes collection. whoopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Jason Wu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wiKsXaETDMiMg3Y3GeOuyw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNbHulBUI/AAAAAAAAABU/o4fJGn3yJR0/s400/Picture%201.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cWi4rYvdNMMZwzsIMKqUBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNcUIlZvI/AAAAAAAAABc/PLqIO6HjPCo/s400/Picture%202.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ygdET3saiAXNTRGXo-e4lg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNda1xvOI/AAAAAAAAABg/Vw3zSxTNuVI/s400/Picture%203.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vFGhsJJm8vmT5FWy96hWoA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNeS0ju1I/AAAAAAAAABk/1KxOGGrc8aY/s400/Picture%204.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pkdFMuTkDQmzLnh5tuaJDQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNfV1Ui2I/AAAAAAAAABo/-GUI5vX2l1c/s400/Picture%205.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/duvcL_WXWldRR9SnMOhujg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNgwPhxkI/AAAAAAAAABs/O25hUP-WRZE/s400/Picture%206.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/V9NAyNKiZE16P-HGdD5_zw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNhymdcaI/AAAAAAAAABw/vZ5E0gBuZsc/s400/Picture%207.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; From Thakoon &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m8m6RVNn2G5DoMm6Lj234Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNjB80cdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5Bd_m7O3dDI/s400/Picture%208.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, all photos from Vogue.com:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4126252386295827759?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4126252386295827759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4126252386295827759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4126252386295827759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4126252386295827759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-on-tight-dont-let-go.html' title='Not too soon.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_FlZ_UGy3PWw/SbYNbHulBUI/AAAAAAAAABU/o4fJGn3yJR0/s72-c/Picture%201.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4136851906044743852</id><published>2009-03-05T21:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:57:26.474+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just in case you don't yet know - i should be coming home SOON (for good!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4136851906044743852?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4136851906044743852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4136851906044743852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4136851906044743852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4136851906044743852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-in-case-you-dont-yet-know-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-3556005092419654080</id><published>2009-03-03T21:13:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:19:24.312+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8wsxz7HmzvqQcbv5XmNrWg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sa0DmRZaceI/AAAAAAAAFXo/XmptOJtvICI/s400/None.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I said that I quit. I don't wanna do this anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I said, that's it. I'm not happy here. I'm not enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3556005092419654080?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3556005092419654080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3556005092419654080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3556005092419654080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3556005092419654080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/Sa0DmRZaceI/AAAAAAAAFXo/XmptOJtvICI/s72-c/None.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-6974095703531426093</id><published>2009-03-01T01:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:37:42.481+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday again.</title><content type='html'>The name of my sofa is 懶惰螽.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not looked into my hard disk for the last few weeks since coming back, I realised that my sister very adorably (at least i think she is for all her bouts of temper when she's studying!) decided to name these things, these way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House: 無子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bones:骨頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to make me smile despite what everyone thinks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, the most exciting thing that happened to my cousin and I today... (just in case i fail to remember to tell you guys tomorrow..) there was this huge spider looking thing on the floor and as we were both so frightened out of our wits, we sucked it up with the vacuum cleaner, I hope it doesn't crawl back out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6974095703531426093?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6974095703531426093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6974095703531426093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6974095703531426093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6974095703531426093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-again.html' title='Sunday again.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-8723498082798700120</id><published>2009-02-28T00:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:41:43.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What's this you say.</title><content type='html'>Well so tomorrow or today (by Australian time) would be the fourth week that I've been back. However, as my cousin concurs, feels like it has been forever already since I last set foot on Singaporean soil. Strange huh. I still can't comprehend why holidays pass so quickly and time here, passes soooooo extremely slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, unlike last semester I'm not utterly bored or free with nothing to do, in fact, I'm in work/school monday to friday 9-5 on most days and still bring work home to complete. In fact, I've to be so utterly on time that usually by about 9.25 am I have a cup of &lt;i&gt;Brother Baba Budan&lt;/i&gt;coffee in my hands, attempting to coerce my brain into concentration. It usually doesn't work, but it helps me stay awake for the first half hour to an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even have eye bags under my eyes and I &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; get eye bags till the point where I spent the whole summer in law firms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's this thing that I've been doing and complaining about to anyone or everyone who will listen? it's bar school. I'm not saying it's a bad place, in fact I think it's fantastic what they are doing. Hardly anywhere in the world is there a system that trains law graduates this way, the practical way, with lawyers having probably a century's worth of experience combined together under one roof, so willing to help, so willing to dish out advice. It's like all of us there, all 140 of us are running our own mini law firms and these consultants are the big partners of our mini law firms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We draft letters, write out cheques, chase clients, swear and affirm affidavits, file documents, maintain our trust accounts, learn about wills, advocacy, conveyancing and all the laws and other things that fall in between. It's like all those years of law school combined into a nice, neat, intensive course. I rather enjoy the work actually. I like that I have my own cubicle, my own desk and chair and of course, my own little way of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, it's not that bad actually. But I think it's some of the people there that are driving me crazy with their ways (but then who knows, i might be driving them crazy with mine as well!) and it is what making me say that I rather be elsewhere than here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, of course, brings me to another plus point with the institute is that even though it's like high school where we have to mark our attendances every day at 9.15 am (and if we are late more than a couple of times, we have to see the director!!!) we don't have to do silly group work things - this means that I, can do my own things without having to worry about people that I don't like, that I don't wanna care about, that I don't want to talk to. So perhaps, by the looks of things, I'll never have to speak to them for the next 6 months (it's what I'm really planning to do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I do. I do like the course, the experience, the amazing notes that I've gotten, the instructions and what I've learnt just by talking to the instructions and some of the friends that I've made. I love the routine that my life has been placed under. I like that I'm busy as a bee. I like that it's not so much different from what Springvale was (because when you have to chase your instructors who are your clients, it's like when you're chasing your REAL clients at the legal service). I like having my good coffee in the morning. I like that I get to wear pretty shoes to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i don't like though, is that the another half of my wardrobe only gets to appear on weekends. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8723498082798700120?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8723498082798700120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8723498082798700120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8723498082798700120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8723498082798700120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-this-you-say.html' title='What&apos;s this you say.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-4619100577606896218</id><published>2009-02-25T22:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:47:31.540+11:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought.</title><content type='html'>Now what does everyone think of Taiwan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4619100577606896218?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4619100577606896218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4619100577606896218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4619100577606896218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4619100577606896218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-3148411889883096493</id><published>2009-02-24T23:28:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:43:48.854+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blackcommentator.com/251/251_images/251_cartoon_feel_the_fear_small_over.jpg"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaPoiVUvQjI/AAAAAAAAFXE/QJe0VdzZXsk/s1600-h/251_cartoon_feel_the_fear_small_over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaPoiVUvQjI/AAAAAAAAFXE/QJe0VdzZXsk/s320/251_cartoon_feel_the_fear_small_over.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306340462509900338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the thing that I'm fearing can hardly be compared to Iraq (if you are one that might consider the dictatorship fearful) or the amount of fear that politics often wish to embed into the minds of the people, I have to tell you that I'm quivering in my socks - my heart palpitates and all those physiological responses that are apparently associated with my thalamus. So yes, even though my fear could arguably be said to be irrational, the mind is a powerful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I could possibly be freaking out because I tend to always do &lt;u&gt;OR&lt;/u&gt; (as I have decided it is the reason why) this piece of information that is supposedly getting to me, albeit in another 4 days is going to be pretty much the deciding factor in how life is going to be for the next couple of years. I honestly hate it, hate it sometimes that to think if perhaps I was a bit more brilliant, or I could feel my brain thinking abit more (apparently, people can see me thinking, but I'm always pondering over the wrong stuff..ANYWAY!), i might not be so jittery and anxious now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I just got over dealing with uncertainty (like whether it's time to move back home and you mean, WHAT! i've to pack my things to go home already) and now, here it is all over again. I don't suppose I would be as afraid if the economy was good and jobs weren't as scarce, but they aren't now. So whatever factors that can improve my employability would definitely be helpful. yes it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really prefer the option of not having to stay here any minute longer. I did toy with the idea say, maybe like 2 weeks ago, if opportunities are good, but then now, as of the 24 February, i toy with "that" idea no more. I don't want to be here. it's a great place, but I've had enough and I want to go home. Save for sounding like a whiny and ungrateful brat, I REALLY WANT TO GO HOME. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to fully convey how I feel.... some may think i'm over reacting, others, well try to make me feel better by telling me that things will be ok. It'll be no problem. But you know what, I don't have a good feeling about. maybe a bit. but it cannot be considered at all, i suppose. This little hope I have in the context of the greater things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may look back perhaps 2 years or maybe even 6 months from now and laugh at myself, but you see, you know and I know that we don't have the benefit of hindsight, because if we did, or at least if I did, i wouldn't be in this strange and health affecting predicament now. If only I knew. I've had a nightmare every night for the last one and half weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a way to live i tell you. it definitely isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya. how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3148411889883096493?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3148411889883096493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3148411889883096493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3148411889883096493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3148411889883096493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaPoiVUvQjI/AAAAAAAAFXE/QJe0VdzZXsk/s72-c/251_cartoon_feel_the_fear_small_over.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1464345309309536647</id><published>2009-02-22T18:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:11:04.715+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/size:large/view:main/512103-6-love-on-the-beach.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.redbubble.com/people/sruhs/art/512103-6-love-on-the-beach&amp;usg=__DI1KyzoYNaBio2yT8TQuacbhbMU=&amp;h=550&amp;w=387&amp;sz=52&amp;hl=en&amp;start=50&amp;um=1&amp;tbnid=TIcfX9g-SzbB0M:&amp;tbnh=133&amp;tbnw=94&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlove%26start%3D36%26ndsp%3D18%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dsafari%26rls%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaD6IeaB5JI/AAAAAAAAFW8/NO9Vc_W6R1I/s1600-h/512103-6-love-on-the-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaD6IeaB5JI/AAAAAAAAFW8/NO9Vc_W6R1I/s320/512103-6-love-on-the-beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305515384550581394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to see you&lt;br /&gt;When youre all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just want to catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be there&lt;br /&gt;When the morning light explodes&lt;br /&gt;On your face it radiates&lt;br /&gt;I cant escape&lt;br /&gt;I love you till the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love you till the end, The Pogues&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1464345309309536647?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1464345309309536647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1464345309309536647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1464345309309536647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1464345309309536647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SaD6IeaB5JI/AAAAAAAAFW8/NO9Vc_W6R1I/s72-c/512103-6-love-on-the-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-108629636919795820</id><published>2009-02-22T00:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:31:40.649+11:00</updated><title type='text'>and here we go again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.neurosciencemarketing.com/blog/wp-content/photos/want_vs_should.gif"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ__1sBtOsI/AAAAAAAAFW0/f-BfR4CyvmM/s1600-h/want_vs_should.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ__1sBtOsI/AAAAAAAAFW0/f-BfR4CyvmM/s320/want_vs_should.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305240183882201794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, I'm the epitome of the fine line of distinction between the "I wants" and the "I shoulds". Ask anyone, anyone who knows about my shopping habits, my chocolate obsession, coffee and alot of other things that my life centers on, I blur that distinction every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also the master of indecision. Yes, even though I know I like to plan how things are, I'm pedantic about organisation, freak out when things happen last minute but I think most times, it is because there's a desire within me to maintain some form of control and so if everything inside of me is in mess, what better way that to exert influence on those things on the outside that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever it is. I know there are many things in life that I want/should/need or don't want/should not/need or... but then sometimes there are things in my life that I not only need, but I want terribly as well. These things are often the momentous moments (ha.), times that represent the fork in the road, the now or never, the "damn, if i knew i wanted this so badly now... i would have done such and such way way way before!". So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; very badly. I have had at, up to this present moment... (and am still counting!) 5 days of insomnia, a sudden pimple breakout, additional weight around belly, nightmares (when i do get to bed!) and very bad headaches. I would give up buying shoes for a year. I promise. One whole year if I got it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please, pretty please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-108629636919795820?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/108629636919795820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=108629636919795820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/108629636919795820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/108629636919795820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-here-we-go-again.html' title='and here we go again...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ__1sBtOsI/AAAAAAAAFW0/f-BfR4CyvmM/s72-c/want_vs_should.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5097847183520328483</id><published>2009-02-21T01:32:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:32:28.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and Friday is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-V-E-R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5097847183520328483?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5097847183520328483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5097847183520328483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5097847183520328483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5097847183520328483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-friday-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-2786509000052406867</id><published>2009-02-19T23:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:31:49.854+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be Friday tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather, I survived the week and shall, by sheer determination, survive tomorrow as well. I secretly think that this period of sleepless nights ain't going to end till the order of merit is released and I know I can go home, apply for pupilage, do bar exams and a whole host of exciting things that I've been wanting to do for two whole years now. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures from the past week - St. Kilda, Valentine's Day and those shoes. Those fishy, scaly, black leather shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; St Kilda - it was a good thing to leave the city that day &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1QqbYorCI/AAAAAAAAFWc/NDZBMU9dujI/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1QqbYorCI/AAAAAAAAFWc/NDZBMU9dujI/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304484625948126242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; My scaly shoes - did you know they used real fish scales!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1Qqh-strI/AAAAAAAAFWk/OtrCwsB_2cI/s1600-h/IMG_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1Qqh-strI/AAAAAAAAFWk/OtrCwsB_2cI/s320/IMG_1140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304484627718387378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Valentine's day - He pay, I choose :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1Qq7M-eHI/AAAAAAAAFWs/qtjVaMB3ft8/s1600-h/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1Qq7M-eHI/AAAAAAAAFWs/qtjVaMB3ft8/s320/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304484634489157746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2786509000052406867?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2786509000052406867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2786509000052406867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2786509000052406867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2786509000052406867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-gonna-be-friday-tomorrow.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be Friday tomorrow.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SZ1QqbYorCI/AAAAAAAAFWc/NDZBMU9dujI/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5882985497326601036</id><published>2009-02-11T23:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:31:14.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>show and tell</title><content type='html'>I must tell you all about my new pair of shoes that's all leather and has got fish skin on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too lazy to take a picture of them today :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5882985497326601036?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5882985497326601036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5882985497326601036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5882985497326601036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5882985497326601036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/show-and-tell.html' title='show and tell'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-2835831862181424420</id><published>2009-02-07T18:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:02:08.531+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today somehow, someway, i survived Victoria's hottest day in history pretty much unscathed except for a bloody nose in the morning and feeling like my head's about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back to cool windy air now because it is going to be 24 degrees tomorrow and rainy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2835831862181424420?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4887507586581652971</id><published>2009-02-04T22:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:20:12.254+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you see..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RduJjkxkRCqfXDDbWVr83Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYl4rT6XwPI/AAAAAAAAFUk/k22f8boOd18/s288/None.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/z3VeRosqAhW9IIY9_FXxuA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYl5Gek36CI/AAAAAAAAFUo/5Juo7uyUxrQ/s288/None.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gslNCBv1r-zMIGtZYL_6pQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYl5ctJ2lvI/AAAAAAAAFUs/iJOMMW7AlBo/s288/None.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are amazing amazing things.. particularly if things aren't as much fun (i thought it would have been - honestly and cross my heart!) where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can go on and on and on because i'm such a whiner and little things get me irritated these days but i shan't coz' i made promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i can't wait for my cousin's graduation (which mean i'll be 1/4th my way there!)&lt;br /&gt;my graduation (which means that i'll be even closer!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4887507586581652971?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4887507586581652971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4887507586581652971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4887507586581652971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4887507586581652971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-see.html' title='you see..'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYl4rT6XwPI/AAAAAAAAFUk/k22f8boOd18/s72-c/None.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-6129076218159503027</id><published>2009-02-01T21:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:24:13.507+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloody, bleeding nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6129076218159503027?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6129076218159503027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6129076218159503027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6129076218159503027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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was 32 degrees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was around 40 degrees yesterday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is so warm that I can't open the windows because even though i'm living on the 19th floor, the stuff that comes through the windows isn't wind - it's heat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait to get to work/school every morning because the place is air-conditioned and it is alot cooler than home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have two fans blowing at me and i'm still perspiring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite how much water i drink, I feel thirsty and my nose kinda decided to bleed (all of a sudden).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So I shan't bore with any of my mundane, pathetic details any longer because I'm just dealing with it. How I wish my apartment was air-conditioned. :( and make an attempt at photo-logging summer. It wasn't every long but then, hongkong and all the other random ridiculous things i did with my friends and HIM deserves well more posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; CNY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAwTIAPI/AAAAAAAAFUA/JhCfB34kxK0/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAwTIAPI/AAAAAAAAFUA/JhCfB34kxK0/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296694969636487410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; Mezzanine and Sentosa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; He spoils me:))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAvA-G0I/AAAAAAAAFT4/9gvh4bUMRJ8/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAvA-G0I/AAAAAAAAFT4/9gvh4bUMRJ8/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296694969291905858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Batam with the girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We finally get to go on holiday!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAReMl1I/AAAAAAAAFTw/4dBYhvQ0sDc/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAReMl1I/AAAAAAAAFTw/4dBYhvQ0sDc/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296694961361426258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5220363335283288433?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5220363335283288433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5220363335283288433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5220363335283288433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5220363335283288433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-goodbye-part-1.html' title='oh goodbye Part 1.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SYGkAwTIAPI/AAAAAAAAFUA/JhCfB34kxK0/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2034414781394998366</id><published>2008-12-07T17:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:43:53.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest santa...</title><content type='html'>all i want for christmas is this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/STtwgtAlFrI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Q8YM8h0TrR8/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/STtwgtAlFrI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Q8YM8h0TrR8/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276935095534818994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ginger souffle and body treat from origins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2034414781394998366?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2034414781394998366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2034414781394998366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2034414781394998366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2034414781394998366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/12/dearest-santa.html' title='dearest santa...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/STtwgtAlFrI/AAAAAAAAEiw/Q8YM8h0TrR8/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1602940466418142046</id><published>2008-12-06T21:59:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:00:13.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'>doode doode.</title><content type='html'>I tap my feet and click my heels, then i totter off into the sunshine. happy as a pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost home. almost home to see my baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1602940466418142046?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1602940466418142046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1602940466418142046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1602940466418142046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1602940466418142046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/12/doode-doode.html' title='doode doode.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-3480524640351674121</id><published>2008-12-03T16:49:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:11:59.845+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More things to add to the list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday present in the mail :)))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T-6 days to home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another offer...whee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Although now, i just cannot comprehend why i bother to make the call when every single time i end up feeling so frustrated and judged. Don't you already know? you have the power, you hold the key to turn me from happy to completely completely devastated. even if i tell myself that I won't let it be so. it's hard being me when it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's even harder when i realise that all my life I'm trying to seek your approval.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so even though now i'm more than perfectly happy, there's a gaping hole where more happy once was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3480524640351674121?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3480524640351674121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3480524640351674121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3480524640351674121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3480524640351674121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-things-to-add-to-list.html' title='More things to add to the list.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-7304507038280184672</id><published>2008-12-02T22:08:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:16:23.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yay! for chanel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going home in T- 7 days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new Minters pen - which is all powerful and great and now, because of my really nice changeover student... I've got 2 :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Internship at WongP (even though it's only 2 weeks, it's better than nothing - because their construction department can rival D&amp;amp;N)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T-7 days left to end of Prof Prac.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduation: sore that I have to pay $156.00 but glad that I'm on track for graduation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completing 15kms in record time (1 hr 25 mins 14 secs), &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; paying for it still.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P.S I Love You dvd - i'm ready for a sob fest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of Mango in my fridge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being very busy and I mean VERY BUSY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That the last time I heard this song I wasn't happy, &lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt; now, in a perfectly happy place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Collide, Howie Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-7304507038280184672?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/7304507038280184672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=7304507038280184672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7304507038280184672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7304507038280184672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-things.html' title='Happy things.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-8431330665027722913</id><published>2008-11-30T19:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:02:56.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleased as a poodle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/STJIi9y9bFI/AAAAAAAAEio/TNnrMJwnphY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 58px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/STJIi9y9bFI/AAAAAAAAEio/TNnrMJwnphY/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274357879145327698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least all that running has come to some good!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8431330665027722913?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8431330665027722913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8431330665027722913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8431330665027722913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8431330665027722913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/pleased-as-poodle.html' title='Pleased as a poodle.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/STJIi9y9bFI/AAAAAAAAEio/TNnrMJwnphY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8291606068501252814</id><published>2008-11-24T21:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:59:50.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment.</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favourite songs of all time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah McLachlan and Pink performing Sarah's &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; at the 2008 American Music Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtvtaqejlJU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QtvtaqejlJU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8291606068501252814?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8291606068501252814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8291606068501252814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8291606068501252814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8291606068501252814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-moment.html' title='Song of the moment.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-1833235788192421655</id><published>2008-11-22T16:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:34:10.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain go away.</title><content type='html'>As i told my friend Jaime (not Jamie - two very different people altogether), Melbourne  kinda got catapulted right back into the middle of winter with our very rainy, very cold 16 degree day smack back at the end of spring/beginning of summer. Yup, it's been raining and storming and it's really gloomy - makes you feel like all you want to do is sleep in and just spend the rest of the day dreaming about lovely things because it's really too cold to be out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then of course, along comes rachel and rose to the rescue, with good company and amazing amazing coffee to accompany a HUGE breakfast and it chases all the gloom and doom away. I have self diagnosed with S-A-D see, Seasonal Anxiety/Affective Disorder... in any case:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out came the boots, the coats, the wellies, the brollies, if you really think about it, it reflects the current economic situation - sucky but we might get occasionally a glimmer of sun light. It's about that now... the rain's coming and going and in between spurts of it all the sun comes back out and people curse and swear as they keep their umbrellas once again but i'm sure they're glad the sun's back out. it's all nice when the sun's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well and shoes...these shoes. my flower shoes - i finally got them for 50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSeYQdEhdpI/AAAAAAAAEiI/OEsrAh8_I-Y/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSeYQdEhdpI/AAAAAAAAEiI/OEsrAh8_I-Y/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271349297309382290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were originally 140 and i refused to spend a penny on them because i'll probably be only amused with them for a little while - but now that they are only 50... what a bargain!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1833235788192421655?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1833235788192421655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1833235788192421655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1833235788192421655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1833235788192421655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain rain go away.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSeYQdEhdpI/AAAAAAAAEiI/OEsrAh8_I-Y/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2657809571884797233</id><published>2008-11-18T17:36:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:47:33.597+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What i do every day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count the days till I get to fly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count the days till Monday so that a new issue of Grazia will be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check if there any new episodes of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put another thing into my suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonder what I'm going to have for lunch/dinner the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Count the hours till my next meal so that when I cook i'll have something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reflect on my dreams the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan on starting my reflective essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contemplate the benefits of exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide when it'll be a good time to call my waxing lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wait for my cousin to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope that the electricity bill disappears in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide if I want to play the DS whilst in the loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan Baking trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study my nails to see if they require a new coat of polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go through net-a-porter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dream about being a powerful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contemplating about having cake - today i decided that i shall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide when I'll make the next pilgrimage to Springvale.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;There's really no reason for me to be here except to make sure that my cousin has a nice home to come home to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you go there was never&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I ruled the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Viva La Vida, Coldplay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't quite figured what the lyrics mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2657809571884797233?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2657809571884797233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2657809571884797233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2657809571884797233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2657809571884797233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-do-every-day.html' title='What i do every day...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-7851903413062863514</id><published>2008-11-17T22:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:20:58.420+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oodles of loveliness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3D32h1La3u9HaQn80" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3D32h1La3u9HaQn80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3D32h1La3u9HaQn80"&gt;I Want It That Way TRL Finale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/yardie4lifever2"&gt;yardie4lifever2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were THE boyband in their heyday and hey, I still gush when I heard them sing or gush when I put they're really old CD in the music player. They've still got charm, here they are at the TRL final. oooohhh la la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then of course, in this time when I haven't got much better things to do and moping in my PMS symptoms (i.e. chocolate and cookies bring the good back into me), nothing beats the chocolately loveliness with lots and lots of beautiful things from &lt;a href="http://www.net-a-porter.com/Content/CruiseTop10"&gt;net-a-porter&lt;/a&gt; where the editors of the site gives you the new season top 10 things to look out for, including the orange woven bottega veneta clutch and the to-die-for metallic silver miu miu coffer bag. Then of course there's the shoes (the louboutins are pretty this season with some of them doing a re-invention of some really funky miu miu platforms from 2006), the accessories and the clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSFgJGHIDKI/AAAAAAAAEiA/MJc5x81D7zc/s1600-h/Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSFgJGHIDKI/AAAAAAAAEiA/MJc5x81D7zc/s320/Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269598748375780514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Top row (from left to right): Miu Miu Metallic Coffer Bag, Chloe Saskia Small Tote, Fendi F3 Secret Code Bag.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom row (from left to right): Christian Louboutin C'est Moi Shoe Boots, Christian Louboutin Bebe Fusee Slingbacks, Bottega Veneta Tricolour Strappy Sandals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh, take into consideration that it's almost winter, or i think it already is winter in Europe where the fashion legends are.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, nothing beats receiving a surprise present in the mail in a net-a-porter box with tissue, black ribbons and all!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-7851903413062863514?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/7851903413062863514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=7851903413062863514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7851903413062863514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7851903413062863514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/oodles-of-loveliness.html' title='Oodles of loveliness.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SSFgJGHIDKI/AAAAAAAAEiA/MJc5x81D7zc/s72-c/Page_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2104108810963978235</id><published>2008-11-16T00:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:36:29.997+11:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait for this = PS1</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://video.style.com/linking/index.jsp?skin=embed&amp;fr_story=c5187d96bce413c76d7d59d12321babbb2e57eb4&amp;rf=ev&amp;hl=true' width=404 height=463 scrolling='no' frameborder=0 marginwidth=0 marginheight=0&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Proenza Schouler's new bag collection for Spring and I can't wait to see, touch and get my hands on one of these. Slouchy, work-ish, can be used in many ways and it can fit everything. oooh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only if I knew the guys or i was famous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2104108810963978235?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2104108810963978235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2104108810963978235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2104108810963978235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2104108810963978235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-wait-for-this-ps1.html' title='can&apos;t wait for this = PS1'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-1752831235773281659</id><published>2008-11-15T16:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:30:16.807+11:00</updated><title type='text'>newfound respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SR5eKHWo42I/AAAAAAAAEh4/NnVfNJOhVQ4/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SR5eKHWo42I/AAAAAAAAEh4/NnVfNJOhVQ4/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268752141935764322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to do a "Victoria Beckham" i.e. totter around running errands in shoes that aren't flats. And I discovered two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's not easy&lt;br /&gt;2. It makes it easier when you try dresses on because well, you have heels to try them on with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though. being taller than anyone else. I think heels make you stand up straighter and it gives you a certain &lt;u&gt;presence&lt;/u&gt;, makes you walk properly too because well you technically can't drag your feet whilst in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those heels above are a fraction of my collection and i think they add sass to any outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, I AM that bored. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1752831235773281659?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1752831235773281659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1752831235773281659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1752831235773281659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1752831235773281659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/newfound-respect.html' title='newfound respect'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SR5eKHWo42I/AAAAAAAAEh4/NnVfNJOhVQ4/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5216199164315155397</id><published>2008-11-11T22:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:39:05.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We cannot change the cards that we are dealt, just how we play the hand.&lt;br /&gt;- Randy Pausch &lt;br /&gt;(Oct. 23, 1960 - July 25, 2008)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5216199164315155397?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5216199164315155397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5216199164315155397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5216199164315155397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5216199164315155397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-6802467630645545919</id><published>2008-11-11T17:18:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:30:53.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'>and when i forgot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRklbyXPjuI/AAAAAAAAEhw/0PIfr1mG9-U/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRklbyXPjuI/AAAAAAAAEhw/0PIfr1mG9-U/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267282398492462818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, there are times when you forget how lucky you are, because well, it slips you by. and it happens to me alot. so sometimes when that happens and the gloom and doom hits...you look at pretty pictures to remind you that all's not lost and really, there has been worst times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When all around us &lt;br /&gt;Is falling into waste &lt;br /&gt;When the earth is dying &lt;br /&gt;You cannot be erased &lt;br /&gt;And I don't have to be afraid &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everlasting, Sonic Flood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, all my Polaroid picture things, pretty huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The genius wasn't me, it was all the work of the wonderful creators of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;PICNIK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new photo-editing program compatible with Windows/Mac. Best of all, in these tough economic times where you don't want to spend unnecessarily on a photo-editing program with the many available out there, this one's great for free. The tools that are available for free is more than sufficient to satisfy the whims and fancy of writers who likes to post pictures online. It's like well, the online equivalent of comic life for mac-ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though am planning to pay USD 24.95 to upgrade it to the premium version because it's tres amazing!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's completely free and it's everything that I've ever wanted in a photo editing program, so if you've never heard of it, check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6802467630645545919?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6802467630645545919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6802467630645545919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6802467630645545919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6802467630645545919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-when-i-forgot.html' title='and when i forgot.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRklbyXPjuI/AAAAAAAAEhw/0PIfr1mG9-U/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8915181806666602313</id><published>2008-11-10T17:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:26:12.809+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Toss-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRfTdYuYV0I/AAAAAAAAEho/c6MH2TAZvQE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRfTdYuYV0I/AAAAAAAAEho/c6MH2TAZvQE/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266910791039735618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to pick, would you pick the one that is tried and tested and you've already come to the conclusion that it's one of your favourites of all time &lt;u&gt;OR&lt;/u&gt; would you pick the new one, the one that's nice and you like??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8915181806666602313?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8915181806666602313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8915181806666602313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8915181806666602313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8915181806666602313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/toss-up.html' title='Toss-Up'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRfTdYuYV0I/AAAAAAAAEho/c6MH2TAZvQE/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-6035794532959215238</id><published>2008-11-09T17:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:45:38.903+11:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months and counting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRaTfQ55TKI/AAAAAAAADkw/tySj8aTIiOc/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRaTfQ55TKI/AAAAAAAADkw/tySj8aTIiOc/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266558979579399330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You walked with me &lt;br /&gt;Footprints in the sand &lt;br /&gt;And helped me understand &lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked with me &lt;br /&gt;When I was all alone &lt;br /&gt;With so much unknown &lt;br /&gt;Along the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I &lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd lost my way &lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to carry on &lt;br /&gt;That's when I heard you say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you &lt;br /&gt;I'm always there &lt;br /&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow &lt;br /&gt;And despair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll carry you &lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend &lt;br /&gt;You'll find my footprints in the sand &lt;br /&gt;When I'm weary &lt;br /&gt;Well I know you'll be there &lt;br /&gt;Cause I can feel you &lt;br /&gt;When you say &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Footprints in the Sand, Leona Lewis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty excellent sunday - sundays which are sunny days are the best! It's great to be able to walk around in a tank and shorts with my sunnies on my head and music as my companion. It's even better knowing that after today, I am exactly one month away from home. Makes it wonderful that today's not just another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, my very excellent present from the two most important men in my life plus bits and pieces that make it up from everyone else:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6035794532959215238?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6035794532959215238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6035794532959215238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6035794532959215238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6035794532959215238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-months-and-counting.html' title='7 months and counting.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRaTfQ55TKI/AAAAAAAADkw/tySj8aTIiOc/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2756329398351017370</id><published>2008-11-06T16:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:24:45.616+11:00</updated><title type='text'>God only knows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If to distant lands I scatter&lt;br /&gt;If I sail to farthest seas&lt;br /&gt;Would you find and firm and gather 'til I only dwell in Thee?&lt;br /&gt;If I flee from greenest pastures&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave to look for me?&lt;br /&gt;Forfeit glory to come after&lt;br /&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[INSTRUMENTAL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart has one ambition&lt;br /&gt;If my soul one goal to seek&lt;br /&gt;This my solitary vision 'til I only dwell in Thee&lt;br /&gt;That I only dwell in Thee&lt;br /&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Brooke Fraser, Hymn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama won and it can't be anything else BUT divine intervention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2756329398351017370?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2756329398351017370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2756329398351017370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2756329398351017370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2756329398351017370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-only-knows.html' title='God only knows.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-8208801293233011778</id><published>2008-11-05T01:02:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:11:41.918+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>I've been given the chance to have more time, to have more time than I can possibly imagine - it's one of times when you've got so much free time that you wish you didn't have that much of it. That if it came in bite sized pieces, you'll probably enjoy it more kinda free time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had alot of time to think, alot of time to run, to sleep and just do things that well doesn't require me spending time with anyone besides myself. And sometimes I wonder, whether choosing to do what I did was a wise decision - i couldn't have done an additional subject or just gone out and done something, or well at least not leave myself with nothing but Prof Prac left for the remanding of the semester even if it was 12 credit points worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know - with so much time left to think, so far from everyone else that I love back home (and no couz, i do look forward to you coming home from school everyday!), I've come to the conclusion that I'm kinda stuck. Stuck in this place once again, not moving forward at all. Feels like I've got no purpose at all and I don't like to feel this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm thankful for every day, thankful for the time I've been given to reflect, to think, to go for runs, to just lay in bed and space out, to speak to him whenever I want...but I haven't been one to like this life where I don't do anything, I only keep looking forward to the future, I make plans for it - I count the days left to Melbourne - every single day I count - count the days left towards leaving Melbourne, towards getting some answer from Leos, - because I can't make plans without anything being certain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRBYDtuHpII/AAAAAAAADkQ/9AA-PG2G4UU/s1600-h/470_sad_true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRBYDtuHpII/AAAAAAAADkQ/9AA-PG2G4UU/s320/470_sad_true.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264804785231996034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange this place I'm in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8208801293233011778?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8208801293233011778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8208801293233011778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8208801293233011778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8208801293233011778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SRBYDtuHpII/AAAAAAAADkQ/9AA-PG2G4UU/s72-c/470_sad_true.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5889391269879872390</id><published>2008-11-02T18:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:33:38.374+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what, i can't wait to start work and be a lawyer - the barrister kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wake me up when it's over,&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when it's done&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;But don't shake me awake,&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend me or I will break,&lt;br /&gt;Come find me somewhere between my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;With the sun on my face.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wake me up, Norah Jones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5889391269879872390?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5889391269879872390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5889391269879872390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5889391269879872390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5889391269879872390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-what-i-cant-wait-to-start-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5883061295252418943</id><published>2008-10-30T15:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:27:58.710+11:00</updated><title type='text'>This is interesting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX40RsSLwF4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fX40RsSLwF4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those who haven't been following the ongoing american elections, I think there it is less than 4 weeks (?) to the next elections and there has been tonnes of stuff coming out of America asking people to vote - everyone is doing something. I suppose it shows how important the elections are. I think the decision of the american people has greater repercussions than just in America, but what they decide will affect the world as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i think the world watches and waits with bated breath about who they decide will become America's next president.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5883061295252418943?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5883061295252418943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5883061295252418943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5883061295252418943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-3929877905675307381</id><published>2008-10-20T17:46:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:48:24.170+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Doode.</title><content type='html'>It appears that plans have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I honestly don't know how I should feel about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3929877905675307381?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3929877905675307381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3929877905675307381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPh_9o5oh9I/AAAAAAAADjw/x23wjZ5JsKI/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPh_9o5oh9I/AAAAAAAADjw/x23wjZ5JsKI/s320/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258093261882951634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that you haven't been feeling very great lately - driven by all the incompetency of your fellow group mates - and it's even more particularly irritating that you'll be getting the same grade despite all the work that you've done. And you cannot say anything because that wouldn't be cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally understand. I totally get it and I wish I was around to whip those asses in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the only little thing I can do, is present McDreamy to you, in his Versace glory, in the window display of the Versace shop at Crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;and smile:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2858813233074312244?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2858813233074312244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2858813233074312244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2858813233074312244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2858813233074312244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/10/dearest-lai-mei-mei.html' title='Dearest Lai Mei Mei...'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPh_9o5oh9I/AAAAAAAADjw/x23wjZ5JsKI/s72-c/IMG_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8273213072866450266</id><published>2008-10-16T18:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:18:05.174+11:00</updated><title type='text'>once again</title><content type='html'>Once again, I'm writing about how HE has come and gone, although this time for longer. I haven't not seen him for more than 2 months before so this is going to be new. But it's ok - i'll be fine. I always am. I will find things to entertain myself with, all the packing that I have to do so that I can leave Melbourne without worry promptly on the morning of the 14th December. That gives me slightly less than 2 months to get all my affairs in order and about well, 6 weeks left to Prof Prac and then it'll all be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est fini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I completed my 7th half marathon less weekend and the experience well, can once again not be described. The amount of things that goes through your head in the short span of 2 hours is NOT little at all. It gets to a point where your (or MY) brain wills itself to not think about the pain in my legs, or the creaking in the knees. And of course, the fact that Shan, my cousin and HE was around made the whole experience even better. It was a very pretty day that day. 28 degrees! Shan and I even had time to toast and roast in the sun, post run. Almost like Sydney!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no pre-run photographs because Shan and I always pack our bags the night before and the camera's always hidden beneath a mountain of clothes, deep heat and a whole host of other random things. So, these are post-run photos. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; it's my cousin's FIRST half ever. Well done couz:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb125YD_DI/AAAAAAAADjo/6m_R3uZS1RQ/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb125YD_DI/AAAAAAAADjo/6m_R3uZS1RQ/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257659938465119282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we had very pretty weather leading up to the run. Perfect sun. Perfect sky. It's Melbourne at its best really. My opinion anyway:) Deciding to make full use of it, particularly since I'm such a lover of the sun, there were alot of walks by the river, breakfast along there and ice-cream whilst shooing pigeons away from us, and lastly, a visit to the Aquarium - haven't been there ever, but they've got VERY HUGE sharks and manta rays. The fish were really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb110UHglI/AAAAAAAADjQ/dApxydpmz9M/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb110UHglI/AAAAAAAADjQ/dApxydpmz9M/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257659919926526546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb12f4SMPI/AAAAAAAADjY/xo4wyYCZEqs/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb12f4SMPI/AAAAAAAADjY/xo4wyYCZEqs/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257659931620946162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I get spoilt one way or another every time he visits because someone helps me with the trash and the laundry, trying to fit my quilt cover into my enormous quilt (he has the strength and the knack for doing so), someone I can curl up into and watch tv, a huge enormous plus is that I can dinner cooked for me and I get taken to dinner!! whee. We decided to go to Rockpool (a neil perry restaurant) for dinner and there were cows everywhere. Largely because the place is known for it's beef - the 9+ marble score wagyu and the grass fed yearling beef which are aged 30 days in special refrigerators in the restaurant itself. We thought we walked into the wrong place or entered by the back entrance because it was a little misleading. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb12vMKxYI/AAAAAAAADjg/tT5kaOuZyY0/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb12vMKxYI/AAAAAAAADjg/tT5kaOuZyY0/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257659935730877826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagyu was nothing like we've ever tasted before - it was better than anything else. I've learnt in the past month that a place may serve Wagyu but if they don't tell you what kinda marble score it has, should ask or if you can't be bothered, then don't be bothered eating it. 9+ marble score wagyu is very fatty, but very soft and it melts in your mouth. It's heavenly. The kitchen and the chef did the medium rare just right and that tiny tiny piece you see in the picture is expensive but worth every single cent. Makes it even better than I didn't pay for it? :) Thanks Uncle:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's goodbye for now, but forever - because there's always a hello after a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea &lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet &lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air &lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the breezes through trees &lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see &lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round &lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lucky, Jason Mraz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8273213072866450266?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8273213072866450266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8273213072866450266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8273213072866450266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8273213072866450266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-again.html' title='once again'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SPb125YD_DI/AAAAAAAADjo/6m_R3uZS1RQ/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1315776047283382671</id><published>2008-10-09T18:35:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:16:37.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, Up and away!</title><content type='html'>This post is long overdue being that I was away in Sydney for HIS graduation two weeks ago. How quickly time flies. He's going back to Singapore soon too, finding work and for all those other sorta things one might get up too once you've had your post graduation holiday (in which he very kindly gave up any ideas of Europe or Southeast Asia to be HERE with me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne's still getting wonky weather but well, it is warming up and one cannot ask for more - the fantastic sun and  warmer days. I'm glad that summer is almost here. I'm terribly sun dependent as I constantly say. Speak about. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HE graduated first class which is madly insane. Didn't think I would meet/know first class graduands in my life. Of course, there were those that i knew would definitely get there (hee. becky!). I had the fortune of being there to witness the second life-changing moment in his 25 years of life and his family was so gracious and kind to me (i had wonderful dinners and stayed in an amazing apartment in the city) AND i even had time to enjoy an afternoon with glowy! whee. It was an excellent excellent holiday. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the photolog - which of course doesn't do any justice to ANYTHING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre-ceremony.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HE gan-chiong spider because there was a screw up of the uni's admin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TFdectI/AAAAAAAADio/ZBEyR4D_-f8/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TFdectI/AAAAAAAADio/ZBEyR4D_-f8/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255062276768953042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;During and post-ceremony.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TII85TI/AAAAAAAADiw/sjwK66UIUuc/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TII85TI/AAAAAAAADiw/sjwK66UIUuc/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255062277488174386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post-ceremony 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TRutd7I/AAAAAAAADi4/CJnBWfi-hFc/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TRutd7I/AAAAAAAADi4/CJnBWfi-hFc/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255062280062465970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graduation Dinner at Wildfire.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a MUST go for anyone headed to Sydney.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TaFyAQI/AAAAAAAADjA/PbRtRNdDZCQ/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TaFyAQI/AAAAAAAADjA/PbRtRNdDZCQ/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255062282306715906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post dinner drinks and other randoms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Including the view from the apartment!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TcQYOcI/AAAAAAAADjI/yaDeR6Ncih8/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TcQYOcI/AAAAAAAADjI/yaDeR6Ncih8/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255062282888034754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I must say once again, "I'm SOOO proud of you BABY!"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing all your joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So now let all the light that collects on your plants keep you warm, make you smile&lt;br /&gt;And I will be there with this pen in my hand to record all the while&lt;br /&gt;You'll be laughing so loud that the house will shake with sound&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be as new as the day it was found&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love is Real, Jason Mraz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1315776047283382671?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1315776047283382671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1315776047283382671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1315776047283382671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1315776047283382671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/10/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up, Up and away!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SO27TFdectI/AAAAAAAADio/ZBEyR4D_-f8/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5491384470758485113</id><published>2008-10-08T20:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:26:32.319+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALMOST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; over. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5491384470758485113?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5491384470758485113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5491384470758485113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5491384470758485113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5491384470758485113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-7665240981858225549</id><published>2008-09-22T18:24:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:40:02.427+10:00</updated><title type='text'>doode doode.</title><content type='html'>Once again, i say there hasn't been much to do these days, so there's only so much one can possibly do to will the time away, particularly since i'm counting down till the 25th September when I'll be happier than happiest - seeing HIM of course, what could be less. With that then, of course, I went hunting for pretty little things which at the moment I can only see, drool and covet, and be hopeful that one day it would be within my means to walk into the shop (a very pretty pretty shop!) and buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, the &lt;b&gt;Hermès Lindy 30&lt;/b&gt; which I first saw way way way back in March in Gold Coast, displayed in a very nice tangerine sorta colour in the display window of the Hermes Boutique. It was very very pretty. I can only imagine how luxurious the leather must feel and all the secret pockets for all the little things that you can hide inside. Very enticing. Although I admit this bag will take me about a year to save for in an idea world where i'm working and drawing a decent salary.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SNdYK746BwI/AAAAAAAADXQ/8G44RdXTxoI/s1600-h/2007119111566.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SNdYK746BwI/AAAAAAAADXQ/8G44RdXTxoI/s320/2007119111566.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248760835621914370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, the bag which will always be IT, the &lt;b&gt;Chanel 2.55&lt;/b&gt;. This bag will always be eye candy, will always be worth drooling over and will be worth every penny that I put in to it. This one that I have below though is from the Chanel 2009 Women's Cruise Collection - it's a different take from the classic - the two toned colour and the different clasp, BUT still very much quilted and still very much 2.55. It's very pretty:) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SNdYLNXN5aI/AAAAAAAADXY/ThFdD3VBw4Q/s1600-h/chanel_cruise09-womens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SNdYLNXN5aI/AAAAAAAADXY/ThFdD3VBw4Q/s320/chanel_cruise09-womens1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248760840312448418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, i amaze myself at how much time i can spend just looking at these things:) One day closer to seeing HIM:)&lt;br /&gt;just of course made and designed differently from how it was first designed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-7665240981858225549?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/7665240981858225549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=7665240981858225549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7665240981858225549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/7665240981858225549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/doode-doode.html' title='doode doode.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SNdYK746BwI/AAAAAAAADXQ/8G44RdXTxoI/s72-c/2007119111566.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1864338056963865315</id><published>2008-09-19T13:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:17:38.157+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dear you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been trying for days to think of a way &lt;br /&gt;To find the words to make sense of how we behave &lt;br /&gt;This might take a while, so please just hear me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how things can get crazy when we go ablaze &lt;br /&gt;We just get carried away &lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I know &lt;br /&gt;Don't even say a word, now please just hear me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my side &lt;br /&gt;And I'll see yours better &lt;br /&gt;Love me back &lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the stunts that we pull don't even make sense &lt;br /&gt;But I was never the one to feel the resent &lt;br /&gt;This ain't 'bout who's to blame, so please just hear me out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the scene gets intense, it's hard to prevent &lt;br /&gt;From going all crazy again &lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I know &lt;br /&gt;Don't even say a word, now please just hear me out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- See My Side, Jordin Sparks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1864338056963865315?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1864338056963865315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1864338056963865315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1864338056963865315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1864338056963865315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-you.html' title='dear you.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5395464105164994061</id><published>2008-09-16T21:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:16:45.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why Prof Prac leaves me feeling all wobbly and exhausted. After 7 weeks, i'm still puzzled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5395464105164994061?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5395464105164994061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5395464105164994061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5395464105164994061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5395464105164994061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-no-idea-why-prof-prac-leaves-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5829566146831454230</id><published>2008-09-15T14:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:36:13.945+10:00</updated><title type='text'>awww:)</title><content type='html'>I heard the sweetest thing today after collecting some clothes off my seamtress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy to Girlfriend: I left my coat at M** (seamtress) so I'm going to have to rely on you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this in Melbourne context is that it's really cold today and I'm going to have to rely you to keep me warm :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday night beneath the stars &lt;br /&gt;In the field behind your yard&lt;br /&gt;You and I painted pictures in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we don't say a thing&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the crickets sing&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is right here by my side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm only me when i'm with you, Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not the huge gestures of love that matters, it's the small ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5829566146831454230?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5829566146831454230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5829566146831454230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5829566146831454230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5829566146831454230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/awww.html' title='awww:)'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-6002650635584083415</id><published>2008-09-14T15:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:16:19.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The cause of my minor freak out... oh well:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZ5LGi8U770&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sZ5LGi8U770&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1,2 - 1 2 3 4&lt;br /&gt;give me more lovin then i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;make it all better when i'm feelin sad.&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i'm special even when i know i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;make me feel good when i hurt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;barely gettin mad,&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i found you.&lt;br /&gt;i love bein around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make it easy,&lt;br /&gt;as easy as 1 2,(1 2 3 4.)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one thing two do three words four you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one way two say those three words&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1,2,3,4, Plain White Ts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-6002650635584083415?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/6002650635584083415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=6002650635584083415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6002650635584083415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/6002650635584083415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/cause-of-my-minor-freak-out-oh-well.html' title='The cause of my minor freak out... oh well:)'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5150840852953297685</id><published>2008-09-13T15:30:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:36:13.550+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Saturdays</title><content type='html'>As the weatherman just declared last night on the news, " We haven't had that warm a weather since Anzac day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been nice and sunny yesterday and today, the sun's out in full force, the wind and the weather warm enough to pull the summer clothes out from their hiding places and show them off. They've been in hiding for too long. It's just for today though. Tomorrow it's going to drop by a whole 6 degrees and it's going to rain - so a very good day to stay indoors or do anything that doesn't require going outside to brave the cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange world - strange weather - strange place that this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in an amazing mood because of course, the sun is out and I pretty much thrive on lovely, glorious sun that will gradually help me hide how pale i've become since winter started and ended. and of course, to know that I've got HIM to love, and for me to have HIM to love me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty damn amazing this feeling - i've still haven't got much to do BUT well, the sun will occupy me for a while!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But there never seems to be enough time&lt;br /&gt;To do the things you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Once you find them&lt;br /&gt;Ive looked around enough to know&lt;br /&gt;That youre the one I want to go&lt;br /&gt;Through time with&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jim Croce, Time in a Bottle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Him:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5150840852953297685?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5150840852953297685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5150840852953297685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5150840852953297685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5150840852953297685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunny-saturdays.html' title='Sunny Saturdays'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-3840788730732284043</id><published>2008-09-08T22:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:28:16.877+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm over this place.</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes lawsuits come about not because people don't want to deal with the situation but it's because, despite trying and trying and trying, there's nothing that they can do about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shit and i'm so so so over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the moment, I want to finish my law degree, get out of here, go home, live in my small but very happy world, be a lawyer, be with my friends, earn my money, go on beach holidays, go home every night to HIM and sleep. That's all I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this side and I'm over it. It's been great BUT i've had enough. It's been way too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-3840788730732284043?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/3840788730732284043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=3840788730732284043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3840788730732284043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/3840788730732284043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-over-this-place.html' title='I&apos;m over this place.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-8472046457521057844</id><published>2008-09-08T00:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:07:11.301+10:00</updated><title type='text'>poo.</title><content type='html'>I really dislike this in between weather/seasons thing - i mean i do like the fact that it's mostly no longer gloomy and we get the sun shining rather brightly for the better part of the day BUT, it's deceiving. It's cold. So I think I caught a cold today because i was underdressed for just slightly over under an hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. So now i'm down with a cold and I don't feel very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8472046457521057844?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8472046457521057844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8472046457521057844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8472046457521057844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8472046457521057844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/poo.html' title='poo.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-4249695211225427641</id><published>2008-09-02T23:41:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:53:34.867+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Heirlooms.</title><content type='html'>I'm itching to buy a new bag or at least something new from the shop that is the cause of my love affair. But whilst I'm mulling over something that wouldn't break the bank...I'm currently trying to decide if I want to save for this (which would no doubt take a longer time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SL1Do9xxbyI/AAAAAAAADWo/q61JYgrpSbs/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SL1Do9xxbyI/AAAAAAAADWo/q61JYgrpSbs/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241419912386277154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SL1DpL4M4DI/AAAAAAAADWw/nOXBXHxKq6Q/s1600-h/33608_in_dl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SL1DpL4M4DI/AAAAAAAADWw/nOXBXHxKq6Q/s320/33608_in_dl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241419916171337778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would be much quicker to save for, but wouldn't stand the test of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can be passed down and become a family heirloom for the daughter that I would hopefully have because really, Chanel is timeless or there's the Chloe, which is new and very very pretty. The consensus however seem to be that Chanel wins and I would like to think so too. Now, I just have to cultivate the art of patience. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news though, I got a letter from the university today. Apparently my HD grade last semester (that pulled my average up by a rather significant amount) placed me in the top 5-10% of the people who took that subject, which though isn't a very large number, still is some feat i guess. It is great news because that subject and the other one could be considered the make or break subjects for my career when i decide that I want to specialise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, all is good. all is well and i'll be home January till April next year:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4249695211225427641?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4249695211225427641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4249695211225427641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4249695211225427641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4249695211225427641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-itching-to-buy-new-bag-or-at-least.html' title='Heirlooms.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SL1Do9xxbyI/AAAAAAAADWo/q61JYgrpSbs/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-701525343031982344</id><published>2008-09-01T14:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:38:27.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays are on their way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cookiesncoffee/Us/photo?authkey=GC5uCSCPgGw#5209403752894805890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/cookiesncoffee/SEuFHNbht4I/AAAAAAAAC6E/Bjw1iYeVs6E/s400/IMG_1204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming. and I'm going. one more month. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-701525343031982344?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/701525343031982344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=701525343031982344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/701525343031982344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/701525343031982344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/09/holidays-are-on-their-way.html' title='holidays are on their way!'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh5.ggpht.com/cookiesncoffee/SEuFHNbht4I/AAAAAAAAC6E/Bjw1iYeVs6E/s72-c/IMG_1204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2747252764107394936</id><published>2008-08-31T12:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:21:23.027+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrated two birthdays this week and ran one 10k and signed up for my second half marathon for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, my plans are almost set for the next year. They seem to be concrete and going seemingly according to plan. I'll be spending more time at home where HE and everyone is, whilst at the same time I'll get a break from Australia. Work for a bit, then come back for bar school and be home in time for Ada's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now. it's all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's peachy really - i cannot ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh love its a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Its not falsified to say that I found god&lt;br /&gt;Inevitably, well it still exists pale and fine I cant dismiss&lt;br /&gt;And I wont resist and if I die well at least I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And pour over everything we say we trust&lt;br /&gt;It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors&lt;br /&gt;Where the rivers unwind and the rust and the rain endure&lt;br /&gt;(the rust and the rain endure. Im sure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- On Love In Sadness, Jason Mraz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2747252764107394936?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2747252764107394936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2747252764107394936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2747252764107394936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2747252764107394936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrated-two-birthdays-this-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-9012577207665641190</id><published>2008-08-30T20:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:41:29.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SLkjNDzRd6I/AAAAAAAADWI/xmQ1D7j6vQ4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SLkjNDzRd6I/AAAAAAAADWI/xmQ1D7j6vQ4/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240258348687914914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the little bit of "first class" that is there - that belongs to HIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is proof that even though he tries so hard to deny it - he's brilliant from head to toe, inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard NOT to jump around like some cuckoo for hours and hours on end because of this:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-9012577207665641190?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/9012577207665641190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=9012577207665641190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/9012577207665641190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/9012577207665641190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/see-little-bit-of-first-class-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SLkjNDzRd6I/AAAAAAAADWI/xmQ1D7j6vQ4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-722082095579737028</id><published>2008-08-29T18:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:39:54.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HE has make me seen that dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations baby - now the world awaits:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-722082095579737028?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/722082095579737028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=722082095579737028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/722082095579737028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/722082095579737028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-has-make-me-seen-that-dreams-do-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-5191838978578596806</id><published>2008-08-29T09:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:54:53.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because.</title><content type='html'>Because it is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Because it has been such an exhausting week since Rose. Sherlynn. Rachel and my weekend adventure at Daylesford. (I'm still waiting on photographs!)&lt;br /&gt;Because today's my cousin's 21st birthday (Happy Birthday Couz!)&lt;br /&gt;Because I miss HIM so much.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've got a grand plan - a grand scheme of things that will see me home for a longer period.&lt;br /&gt;and because, just because there has been a flurry of amazing love songs - and this is one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zBE_2RQ7dI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zBE_2RQ7dI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all and time you know I'll see you again and again&lt;br /&gt;And every night I'm gonna hold you and hold and then&lt;br /&gt;Before the line I will rescue and than we'll begin&lt;br /&gt;Start it all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya and how you clear my way&lt;br /&gt;Guide me until a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes you know I found my place&lt;br /&gt;See you, you were my saving grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Saving Grace, Pete Murray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5191838978578596806?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5191838978578596806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5191838978578596806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5191838978578596806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5191838978578596806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-because.html' title='Just because.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-2723544659796613298</id><published>2008-08-25T14:45:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:45:45.352+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday.</title><content type='html'>Getting restless and highly agitated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2723544659796613298?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2723544659796613298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2723544659796613298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2723544659796613298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2723544659796613298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday.html' title='Monday.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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-32128592.post-542718442950995581</id><published>2008-08-21T11:43:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:00:57.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SK0DXTOH-VI/AAAAAAAADVk/M14GrFXFQAw/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SK0DXTOH-VI/AAAAAAAADVk/M14GrFXFQAw/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236845640533145938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bistro Vue. Jason Mraz and of course, at Karaoke.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that I'm counting the days, but it's been almost a week since he left and may i say, it almost feels like forever already. ha. I'm still here though - hanging on and nursing a cold, cough and a certain fever that I have to live with and wait more my body to recover for two days. The cold and sore throat is still here but the doctor says that it's something that I've just gotta wait out. oh well. what the heck. Nothing I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne's rainy today and I realised, one morning that I'm already REALLY over melbourne. It might be because I've really got not much to do these days (still searching for a job in August!) or because he isn't around (although my cousin has made things better!), but I think I won't miss melbourne as much as I thought I possibly would. Surely I would miss the coffee and amazing breakfasts and checking out new cafes that are really in abundance here, but other than that - everything else that I have going for me is at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might really describe me as just trudging along - i hate not being able to be busy. So thankfully, one day a week I get to be transported to this faraway, fantasy dream life called work. Prof Prac has been nothing short of an amazing experience so far. I completed my first student court appearance yesterday morning and it was really, on hindsight more surreal than nerve-wrecking. It was a divorce application and as many barristers would say, it is a straightforward application and there really is not much to go about it after all, everything has been filed in the Courts. But they need you to make an appearance anyway. Well my client was satisfied that she got the divorce and I, well i'm satisfied that I didn't screw anything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I caught Jason Mraz in concert last week with Nick and he was a great act, great performer. And well, for Nick - i must say that Jason Mraz is a great act to catch and makes for a kick ass first experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-542718442950995581?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/542718442950995581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=542718442950995581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/542718442950995581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/542718442950995581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/still-here.html' title='Still here.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SK0DXTOH-VI/AAAAAAAADVk/M14GrFXFQAw/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-1157740391348775065</id><published>2008-08-17T01:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:14:32.355+10:00</updated><title type='text'>If i had to choose, i would rather not have to say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qSxuZCI/AAAAAAAADVM/ChycXxi8EjA/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qSxuZCI/AAAAAAAADVM/ChycXxi8EjA/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235148320878257186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner at Nobu in the company of a really weird soya sauce pot and the kick-ass stay at Westin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qYwhsrI/AAAAAAAADVU/2mJCpHZhtTs/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qYwhsrI/AAAAAAAADVU/2mJCpHZhtTs/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235148322483843762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mt Dandenong on a very cold day, Ishiya stonegrill and breakfast with HIS gang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qg3vp2I/AAAAAAAADVc/JrV1-w_Z21g/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qg3vp2I/AAAAAAAADVc/JrV1-w_Z21g/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235148324661602146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Road-trip!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe a month has come and gone - and he's come and gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so silly that HE makes me all emotional, but I've gotten so used to having him around that it's so strange that he's not walking through my bedroom door or being a total bum on the couch. It's been such a long journey trying to find someone who'll be there no matter what, who'll come running regardless of what, who I can be totally weak and vulnerable too after fighting a whole day - and maybe, that is why if I had to choose, I would rather never ever have to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok after all this entire journey has just started and there's still a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;That, i'll be strong for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, I've got a new TV courtesy of HIM:) Upgraded from a 12 inch old old TV to a 26 inch flat screen LCD. Makes watching tv soooo much better. and my cousin very much agrees. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;They don't know how long it takes &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this &lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love every way &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lucky, Jason Mraz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-1157740391348775065?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/1157740391348775065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=1157740391348775065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1157740391348775065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/1157740391348775065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-had-to-choose-i-would-rather-not.html' title='If i had to choose, i would rather not have to say goodbye.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SKb7qSxuZCI/AAAAAAAADVM/ChycXxi8EjA/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-4905810008762211891</id><published>2008-07-30T14:20:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:41:17.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Proves that value-for-money does NOT equal to no quality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SI_sUX_lvMI/AAAAAAAADF8/xabM3XLxQ7o/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SI_sUX_lvMI/AAAAAAAADF8/xabM3XLxQ7o/s320/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228657527182703810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about the Vue de Monde group a few days ago on one of the Australian travel shows and after doing a bit of poking around, decided, well before I go splurging a couple of hundred on dinner, I'll go see how much I like the food at their cafe first - after all, if they can't even get the food at cafe level right, what more a gourmet dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off i went today, with Barbara and Nick tagging along and I am happy to report - they do not disappoint. Service was excellent, the food was amazing and very well priced. Coffee was delish which, to me means more than anything in the world most times. I have to have good coffee with my first meal of the day otherwise, I'm pretty much crummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and Barbara had the Vue Burger which came with fries served on wooden looking chopping board kinda thing. For 10 bucks, it came with a thick and juicy beef patty and freshly baked, sesame topped, toasted buns and served with fries which was cooked on the spot. When you ordered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the Vue Lunch Box, which for 15 bucks came in a very pretty red box, that kinda reminded me of my Ferragamo shoe box and it contained an entree (Tabouli Salad), a starter (Smoked Salmon rilette), main course (hare and pumpkin tart) and dessert (caramel slice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done to perfection and you could taste the quality of the ingredients that went into the different courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coffee wasn't burnt and didn't cost more than regular coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a good way cheer me up from what happened on Monday - good food, good weather and good coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading back to try the food at the bistro which by the looks if it, is not going to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vue De Monde&lt;br /&gt;430 Little Collins Street&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;Tel: +61 3 9691 3888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vuedemonde.com.au"&gt;www.vuedemonde.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reservations are necessary for the restaurant and the bistro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-4905810008762211891?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/4905810008762211891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=4905810008762211891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4905810008762211891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/4905810008762211891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/07/proves-that-value-for-money-does-not.html' title='Proves that value-for-money does NOT equal to no quality'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SI_sUX_lvMI/AAAAAAAADF8/xabM3XLxQ7o/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-789408606738295997</id><published>2008-07-22T16:27:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:41:17.642+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the light is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SIV_lNtXJrI/AAAAAAAADD4/OJFaVtcxxP4/s1600-h/n212901476_30989359_9132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SIV_lNtXJrI/AAAAAAAADD4/OJFaVtcxxP4/s320/n212901476_30989359_9132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225723219945137842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SIV_INvfn7I/AAAAAAAADDw/wSe6ifTZV6c/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SIV_INvfn7I/AAAAAAAADDw/wSe6ifTZV6c/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225722721737875378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say - life has been and is still very good and i cannot, cannot ask for anything more. &lt;br /&gt;From friends to love and even down to work - every single day i get reminded how lucky that I've been, the opportunities that i've been given and of course, (just at this very moment...) that my boyfriend's a klutz!!! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve been waiting for my dreams &lt;br /&gt;To turn into something &lt;br /&gt;I could believe in &lt;br /&gt;And looking for that &lt;br /&gt;Magic rainbow &lt;br /&gt;On the horizon &lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t see it &lt;br /&gt;Until I let go &lt;br /&gt;Gave into love and watched all the bitterness burn &lt;br /&gt;Now I’m coming alive &lt;br /&gt;Body and soul &lt;br /&gt;And feelin’ my world start to turn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll taste every moment &lt;br /&gt;And live it out loud &lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time, &lt;br /&gt;This is the time &lt;br /&gt;To be more than a name &lt;br /&gt;Or a face in the crowd &lt;br /&gt;I know this is the time &lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life &lt;br /&gt;Time of my life &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Time of My Life, David Cook&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-789408606738295997?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/789408606738295997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=789408606738295997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/789408606738295997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/789408606738295997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-light-is.html' title='Where the light is.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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/_vUwooNQgC-o/SIV_lNtXJrI/AAAAAAAADD4/OJFaVtcxxP4/s72-c/n212901476_30989359_9132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8743298875116868587</id><published>2008-07-16T01:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:41:17.869+11:00</updated><title type='text'>To be grateful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SHzEP1I-DgI/AAAAAAAADDg/6H3lSKzgzQ0/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SHzEP1I-DgI/AAAAAAAADDg/6H3lSKzgzQ0/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265444084715010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The first bunch of flowers from HIM - they're the prettiest things:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... it is finally the last semester, the last lap of this chapter of my life - whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful that things have gone according to plan - to finish off last semester and then commence on this semester with subjects that I have interest in and with no exams. It's an amazing feeling to know that at least now, I do have some idea as to where life is going to take me in the next year to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at the receiving end of many a great thing, many many blessings that were so unexpected, yet I'm quite sure I couldn't have done without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things are good, life is good and I cannot NOT be thankful and grateful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is crazy&lt;br /&gt;Pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;Take it real slow&lt;br /&gt;My feelings show&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do&lt;br /&gt;Is never ever let it go&lt;br /&gt;My feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Feelings Show, Colbie Caillat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-8743298875116868587?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/8743298875116868587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=8743298875116868587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8743298875116868587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/8743298875116868587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-be-grateful.html' title='To be grateful.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SHzEP1I-DgI/AAAAAAAADDg/6H3lSKzgzQ0/s72-c/DSC00192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-5547558551275746475</id><published>2008-06-29T15:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:10:08.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>Because I've lack of things to say - my photos will tell the best thing about being home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun. Friends. (but not the heat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cookiesncoffee/Home2008/photo?authkey=IhMv8Tg4OAQ#5217163986172097426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/cookiesncoffee/SGcXAPK_s5I/AAAAAAAADDc/cs7lZ_E8gUs/s400/IMG_1283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bumming on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cookiesncoffee/Home2008/photo?authkey=IhMv8Tg4OAQ#5217163985245724322"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/cookiesncoffee/SGcXALuIXqI/AAAAAAAADC8/G79wWAg6tYA/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After had this in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our song is the slamming screen door,&lt;br /&gt;Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window&lt;br /&gt;When we're on the phone and you talk real slow&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's late and your mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Our song is the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home ... before I said amen&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if he could play it again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Our Song, Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-5547558551275746475?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/5547558551275746475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=5547558551275746475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5547558551275746475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/5547558551275746475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/06/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</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://lh3.ggpht.com/cookiesncoffee/SGcXAPK_s5I/AAAAAAAADDc/cs7lZ_E8gUs/s72-c/IMG_1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-2023124582914044076</id><published>2008-06-22T21:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:41:18.098+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SF42Q-ykfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/liB2jlEhc7Y/s1600-h/Kids-Kissing-Print-I11790387.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SF42Q-ykfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/liB2jlEhc7Y/s320/Kids-Kissing-Print-I11790387.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214665083902524738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've got an angel&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't wear any wings&lt;br /&gt;He wears a heart that could melt my own&lt;br /&gt;He wears a smile that could make me want to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives me presents&lt;br /&gt;With his presence alone&lt;br /&gt;He gives me everything I could wish for&lt;br /&gt;He gives me kisses on the lips just for coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can make angels&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be careful when you've got good love&lt;br /&gt;Cause them angels will just keep on mulitplying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so busy changing the world&lt;br /&gt;Just one smile and you could change all of mine&lt;br /&gt;We share the same soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Angel, Jack Johnson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32128592-2023124582914044076?l=swingingleftandright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/feeds/2023124582914044076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32128592&amp;postID=2023124582914044076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2023124582914044076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32128592/posts/default/2023124582914044076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swingingleftandright.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-you.html' title='Dear you.'/><author><name>Francine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15074468065755460922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUwooNQgC-o/SF42Q-ykfUI/AAAAAAAADCI/liB2jlEhc7Y/s72-c/Kids-Kissing-Print-I11790387.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32128592.post-8306198321372529399</id><published>2008-06-18T15:17:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:41:18.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing like today.</title><content type='html'>I'm through my second coffee for today and as I walked past my new favourite breakfast place - I looked very longingly at it because I miss scrambled eggs even though I just had it last week. Suddenly, things are very much more urgent, particularly since leaving Melbourne for good at the end of the year is a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a gloomy day today, and we haven't had one for a while, so i suppose by Melbourne's standards, it's about time that there's one. It's ok I suppose. I can deal with gloomy days now. My mood's less swingy and more predictable, hardly changes once I get at least 6 hours sleep in and work is on schedule. I'm starting to show characteristics of an overworked lawyer, who's got a life BUT still wishes that she has more. Well, one can't have everything one wants right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can deal with that - life's not perfect. I'm not perfect so, I won't get everything I want. It's always been a compromise hasn't it. But as long as I live my life with no regrets such that when I look back at the end - i don't go, "oh!", I'll be fine. :) I've decided that in the many things that I want to pursue in future, there are two things that I really want to do - either get honors in history OR pursue a degree or some thing of that sort in art history. I like the idea of art history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rambling now. 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