<?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-6027246</id><updated>2012-01-23T13:04:18.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..:song of winter:..</title><subtitle type='html'>will tw0 parallel lines 0ne day meet</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>818</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7783171397724484710</id><published>2012-01-12T02:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T13:04:19.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas For Nails</title><summary type='text'>Way overdue from New Year's Eve but I wanted to brag my nails anyway considering how I don't usually do fancy designs or what not. Here goes the second set of nail polishes that I used from my Sephora by O.P.I set. A simple yet classy design to go for. All you really need is some good ol' 3M Scotch tape, or any equivalent of, to do the trick!Taupe Tip: Already FamousPurple Base: Eve-y on the Eyes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7783171397724484710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7783171397724484710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#7783171397724484710' title='Ideas For Nails'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOVgU07UwGs/Tx0PQv8_P5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Kf8biwoXVnw/s72-c/2012.01.01%2B-%2BNew%2BYear%2527s%2BNails%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3711261255856569736</id><published>2012-01-01T11:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:55:08.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011|2012</title><summary type='text'>Once again, it's goodbye and hello!Past is the year that have been very kind on me. Albeit there were moments where things weren't going as planned and life got stressful, at the end it all worked out and I can't ask for more. The year also gave me many new experiences which just helps me grow even more as a young adult and in the life that I want to lead. One resolution of mine every year is to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3711261255856569736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3711261255856569736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#3711261255856569736' title='2011|2012'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4269495112785126660</id><published>2011-12-26T22:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:52:13.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reindeers Jingle</title><summary type='text'>Fun times with the gang! With the five of us together, we had a very sumptuous feast as always. I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas! Keep feasting your way into the New Year! ♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4269495112785126660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4269495112785126660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#4269495112785126660' title='Reindeers Jingle'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nHGQKyhPRo/TvlB10inGgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/sKycEEi_aRM/s72-c/2011.12.25%2BChristmas%2BReindeers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-730391231882790662</id><published>2011-12-25T02:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T02:54:55.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Into The Mood</title><summary type='text'>"Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree." - Blue ChristmasThis is what I spent my past few hours doing, with colours from my new Sephora by O.P.I nail polish set! It's not as professional, but it'll have to do considering how I used an end of a toothpick that I cut off to make flat for dotting. Uh huh, ghetto is the way I roll. Merry Christmas!Red Dots: Fiercely FabulousGreen Base: Mermaid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/730391231882790662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/730391231882790662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#730391231882790662' title='Getting Into The Mood'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--5WNRKFkc_0/Tvl3uK9AS8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Jdb2offYZI/s72-c/2011.12.24%2B-%2BChristmas%2BNails%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2792988953015666007</id><published>2011-11-24T13:19:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T15:52:14.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances Pt. V: Intricate Freedom</title><summary type='text'>After months of dedication put into making this dream come alive, we made it. It did seem like forever, after all we did start as soon as the semester started, but I must say I'm really proud of ourselves.The wardrobe team were pretty ahead of schedule, so we all managed to take a little breather and we decided to have a little potluck before Opening to celebrate all the hard work. Minutes before</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2792988953015666007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2792988953015666007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#2792988953015666007' title='Dances Pt. V: Intricate Freedom'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BjWo-k-xJTM/Tta7MRyEzfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Axr7kD7RZoI/s72-c/DancesOpening-4%2B%2528E2%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-934343882331092128</id><published>2011-11-16T17:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:19:22.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances Pt. IV: Production</title><summary type='text'>Now that finals was done and over with, it was time to make watercolours on paper come alive. The first I had to do was go fabric shopping in order to build their tops. With the measly budget I had to dress the seventeen dancers, we had to plan things out carefully. Thankfully, Val did not ask for any sort of fancy fabric and that made things slightly easier. Choosing colours was by far the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/934343882331092128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/934343882331092128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#934343882331092128' title='Dances Pt. IV: Production'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9E5TfjF43F0/TsvYm1XYXYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-B2W6xRGelo/s72-c/IMG_4393%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-539602522803929759</id><published>2011-11-09T23:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:47:09.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances Pt. III: Finals</title><summary type='text'>Moving along after prelims, I sat in for a few more rehearsals and kept the discussions going with Val. She picked out a few designs that she likes, we talked about possible colour choices and she had also presented me with, let's call it my first designer challenge, I guess. At one point in the dance, the dancers get into a formation that is representative of a bird like such:Val mentioned that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/539602522803929759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/539602522803929759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#539602522803929759' title='Dances Pt. III: Finals'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wD0nAo_9pOU/TrthLQ6OzII/AAAAAAAAAE8/FMMpGJFjlyM/s72-c/IMG_6232-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6758463137875149473</id><published>2011-11-04T01:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:00:02.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances Pt. II: Prelims</title><summary type='text'>The process of costume designing for theatre and dance can be a long and slow one, like how it was for me. I started out by going to quite a few rehearsals just to see and get a feel of what they were doing. For Val's piece, I found that it was an organic process as they played around with different movements and emotions. Each time, it was somewhat different and it really depended a lot on how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6758463137875149473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6758463137875149473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#6758463137875149473' title='Dances Pt. II: Prelims'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoevPKJqq_Y/TrOGPBrPgeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CIWhb0_Qe8g/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5613055679260395684</id><published>2011-11-03T23:53:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:14:59.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances Pt. I: Beginnings</title><summary type='text'>It's close to a month since I last wrote anything here. Such is the life of mine at theatre school that I do not really have one outside of it. Aside from the recent Halloween night-out, I've completely traded my social life and gym days for long hours at school. Yet I do not complain for everything I have been working on the past month and the next few weeks to come is my dream come true.If </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5613055679260395684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5613055679260395684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#5613055679260395684' title='Dances Pt. I: Beginnings'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTlqJjAcdSA/TrOOTOreAuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1hGxNzsSyqc/s72-c/Dances%2BPostcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5963265480267591551</id><published>2011-10-08T19:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:14:50.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now We Feast</title><summary type='text'>The cutest placeholders ever! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5963265480267591551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5963265480267591551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#5963265480267591551' title='Now We Feast'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4C76MTAvqmQ/TpH-RdggVNI/AAAAAAAAACA/57bdZJwa9Ys/s72-c/2011.10.08%2B-%2BPlaceholders.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7844501904639876855</id><published>2011-10-08T16:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:15:09.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Holy Matrimony</title><summary type='text'>On this beautiful autumns' day, it warms our hearts dearly as we gather to witness the matrimony of Nora and Mark under this very gazebo. Here's to the newly weds, may laughter and bliss be with you both every single day for a long time to come! ♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7844501904639876855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7844501904639876855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#7844501904639876855' title='In Holy Matrimony'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05904440290186626460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gDV5tgbLDk/ToB4F_0WgnI/AAAAAAAAABU/7VWdBtSqXvA/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe35MAi1-MU/TpH2Gu9sYjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NSnfp58FEuo/s72-c/2011.10.08%2B-%2BGazebo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5349070016065332119</id><published>2011-09-23T14:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:28:01.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cirque du Soleil: Totem</title><summary type='text'>This is the dream! The Grand Chapiteau of Cirque du Soleil - the land of fantasy where dreams are made alive. After years of wanting to see a Cirque show, my brothers and I finally headed down for the matinee performance yesterday. It was amazing, mind-blowing and absolutely phenomenal. From the acrobatic acts, to the costumes, lighting and projections, everything was so perfect. I'm doing no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5349070016065332119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5349070016065332119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#5349070016065332119' title='Cirque du Soleil: Totem'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHQIBeYYcD0/ToAIVBzE6dI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/asM-eJJJRJs/s72-c/22.09.2011%2B-%2BCirque%2Bdu%2BSoleil%2527s%2BGrand%2BChapiteau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2968895507766594041</id><published>2011-09-13T02:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:28:15.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TIFF 2011</title><summary type='text'>Films watched:Salmon Fishing In The YemenThe LadyPeace, Love and MisunderstandingStarbuckStars sighted:Ewen McGregor, Emily Blunt, Amr Waked, Gerrard Butler, Michelle Yeoh, David Thewlis, Jennifer Garner, Olivia Wilde, Alicia Silverstone, Ashley Greene, Alexis Bledel and Saoirse Ronan.The long hours at work was tiring and the smell of buttered popcorn didn't do well for me. Nonetheless, it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2968895507766594041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2968895507766594041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#2968895507766594041' title='TIFF 2011'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-329761986574447568</id><published>2011-09-02T21:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:18:44.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling in the rain</title><summary type='text'>Headed down to Centre Island today (the equivalent of Sentosa, only less tourisy), where the bike rental is. Uh huh, twenty-one years of living and I'm finally making it a point to learn how to cycle. I've cycled once as a kid during a family vacation at Langkawi, and I did it with trainers. It was always something that I wanted to learn but never got the chance to, or rather, never got around to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/329761986574447568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/329761986574447568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#329761986574447568' title='Cycling in the rain'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4817675555715846371</id><published>2011-08-29T00:24:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T01:41:47.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS(ing)</title><summary type='text'>Warning: Gentlemen, read as you please but as the title suggests, it's not quite the topic for you. Scroll down past the heart, and there you'll find a safe start.Okay, so I really need to rant about my menstrual cycle. It lacks some consistency in terms of cycle. Darn it, it's coming for the second time in the month! To begin with, it came a week earlier than expected early this month and now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4817675555715846371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4817675555715846371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4817675555715846371' title='PMS(ing)'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKpOXCeUwkk/TlsYsH842AI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Kn5asL9vshM/s72-c/2011.08.28%2B-%2BFried%2BSmelly%2BTofu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4033197997696064500</id><published>2011-08-08T17:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:18:49.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want mummy</title><summary type='text'>Not going to lie, I'm kind of stressed right now, so much so that I'm tearing up. I've got no one to blame but myself for not being more organized and all those things that the adults reprimands you for.In two days, my Malaysian passport will expire. If I don't send in my study permit renewal application by tomorrow, I'm pretty much screwed. To add to that, my work permit expires the same time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4033197997696064500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4033197997696064500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4033197997696064500' title='I want mummy'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8038258153508848323</id><published>2011-08-07T01:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T11:46:08.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><summary type='text'>Life amuses me, you just never know what to expect in a day. I'm glad I went to work tonight. Happy happy night!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8038258153508848323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8038258153508848323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#8038258153508848323' title='♥'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4877634060659307404</id><published>2011-08-04T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:29:08.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Cream</title><summary type='text'>Cream is the colour of charm, grace and thoughtfulness.What's your rose colour?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4877634060659307404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4877634060659307404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#4877634060659307404' title='May Cream'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a972ZMXIf2Q/TjDR7XsAbzI/AAAAAAAAApo/leZgEyZIIMk/s72-c/2011.07.26%2B-%2BFloral%2BMonths-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4944117798271943335</id><published>2011-07-26T02:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T02:31:36.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>French Braids</title><summary type='text'> Beautiful braids done by Marielle!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4944117798271943335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4944117798271943335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#4944117798271943335' title='French Braids'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mo2wZRtqYjo/Ti5e5yCHtAI/AAAAAAAAApg/IKdIl4LfGIE/s72-c/IMG_001-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4688381281545737564</id><published>2011-07-17T23:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T01:13:28.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Explorers</title><summary type='text'>We explored past Don Valley Brick Works yesterday. Walking and jogging combined, we covered a total of 9.1km, I'd say kudos to us! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4688381281545737564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4688381281545737564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#4688381281545737564' title='Little Explorers'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdlBHNSkb_k/TiUECB1899I/AAAAAAAAApA/6kew498FED4/s72-c/2011.07.15%2B-%2BRavine%2BTrails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7011043691280189574</id><published>2011-07-16T10:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T01:10:06.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Trails</title><summary type='text'> For a few weeks now, we have been jogging nature trails and I love it each time we do so.It all started when Mel wanted to bring Emma to a different dog park, as mentioned by Yingming. We Googled the one we thought he was referring to, to find Don Valley Brick Works Park and thus began our little exploration. Bugs and flies aside, I love it. It reminded us of MacRitchie reservoir, and me of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7011043691280189574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7011043691280189574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#7011043691280189574' title='Nature Trails'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zdc7pgVD10/TiUNeSrZnqI/AAAAAAAAApI/JUkfAEEZ2aA/s72-c/2011.07.15%2B-%2BNature%2BTrail-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5973748153327910711</id><published>2011-07-15T02:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T12:05:30.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Kind Of Thing</title><summary type='text'>Whaddup! My first super exciting theatre-filming experience. Jackie, the costume designer whom I worked with previously asked if I wanted to help her with this weird theatre-filming thing, and I thought why not? It was with Native Earth Performing Arts, and this was the third of their four-part series. It was new to me, and a great learning experience, and I got to meet the really nice cast and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5973748153327910711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5973748153327910711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#5973748153327910711' title='Different Kind Of Thing'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tOZZChhzxHU/Th_dvtAG9UI/AAAAAAAAAow/sNo0Soj5xLo/s72-c/P2240_14-07-12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5523606281076774845</id><published>2011-07-11T11:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:57:21.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fringe Festival 2011</title><summary type='text'>The Toronto Fringe Festival kicked in two weeks ago, and I was back at the Box Office working those phone lines every day. I'm glad Gideon, Executive Director of the Toronto Fringe, emailed me back this year. It's a nice festival to work at, with so many great people to work with. Sometimes you get the super nice patrons, while other times you get those that can make you really upset. Thankfully,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5523606281076774845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5523606281076774845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#5523606281076774845' title='Fringe Festival 2011'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PL5sxM3w62o/Th_edrlrH7I/AAAAAAAAAo4/rebPU0N_ZNQ/s72-c/Kim%2527s%2BConvenience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3871510072069790439</id><published>2011-06-23T01:47:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:45:48.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dual Citizenship</title><summary type='text'>I write this post with a very heavy heart.For many of you who do not know, I am born a Malaysian-Singaporean. I was born in Singapore, but was raised in Malaysia during my younger years, up until the age of nine. I have both a Malaysian and Singaporean birth certificate and identification card. However, I only hold a Malaysian passport, of which I used to enter Canada.All have been well for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3871510072069790439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3871510072069790439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#3871510072069790439' title='Dual Citizenship'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5394820694186342472</id><published>2011-06-16T00:52:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T02:33:40.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Luminato: L'Oréal Professionnel Canada</title><summary type='text'>Popped by the L'Oréal Professionnel tent after work today at David Pecaut Square, or fomerly known as Metro Square, and got a free hair styling session. While there was a line up, the wait wasn't as long as I expected. We first had a consultation with a colouring expert, and he said that he loved my hair colour. He also suggested, if I wanted to, to hightlight the lower layer of the part of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5394820694186342472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5394820694186342472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5394820694186342472' title='Luminato: L&apos;Oréal Professionnel Canada'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K_iNqeuaWjY/TfmQ6mi7G1I/AAAAAAAAAno/S5vPPNYOpb8/s72-c/IMG_6244%2B%2528E2%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5560933744001097317</id><published>2011-06-07T00:49:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T01:33:23.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the perks of being a wallflower</title><summary type='text'> So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.Maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5560933744001097317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5560933744001097317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5560933744001097317' title='the perks of being a wallflower'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KhDO2uHyHw/Te24GMYpv7I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/hTvsGoQJgPg/s72-c/Perks%2Bof%2BBeing%2BA%2BWallflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-9032324028337077717</id><published>2011-06-06T10:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:01:33.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny</title><summary type='text'>I got off work at 2am, and a co-worker drove me to Yonge street to catch the southbound night bus home. She was going north you see, and I was thankful enough that she offered to drop me off. 2:27am - still no sign of the night bus. A bunny ran out of the bushes and stared at me from afar. It made me smile because it was my only company for the half hour wait. It ran into the first lane, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9032324028337077717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9032324028337077717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#9032324028337077717' title='bunny'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8379402974987600242</id><published>2011-05-31T00:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:04:15.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so hypnotising</title><summary type='text'>I'm in love with this human being.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8379402974987600242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8379402974987600242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#8379402974987600242' title='You&apos;re so hypnotising'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dmiEp5nfqBQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6466874672238275241</id><published>2011-05-23T03:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T04:04:14.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Pt. II</title><summary type='text'>This is my gift back to all you lovely friends. Do not laugh at my pronunciation or my fat face, I was nervous enough as it is.Thanks Yiwen for, well you know what! ♥P.S. Because it is unlisted on Youtube, you might need this link.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6466874672238275241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6466874672238275241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#6466874672238275241' title='Thank You Pt. II'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3CLv7jmC0wo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8174174040276661649</id><published>2011-05-22T02:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T13:16:20.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Pt. I</title><summary type='text'>It has been my tradition to thank each and everyone by honoring you guys on my blog, so here goes once again. You made my day ♥Mummy, my brothers, Yiwen, Denise, Jamie, Jialing, Doreen, Kaihui, Janice, Tiongpeng, Weixun, Adina, Yisan, Yijun, Elaine Chong, David, Eunice Chia, Jane, Tommy, Zhaoliang, Maurice, Derek, Stephen Davis, Koonhin, Shichao, Angelia, Shawal, Priveena, Yeeyew, Chin Hong, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8174174040276661649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8174174040276661649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#8174174040276661649' title='Thank You Pt. I'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3558304605034246188</id><published>2011-05-21T21:21:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T04:53:19.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>21 on 21</title><summary type='text'>It's official, I've stepped into adulthood now.How I actually carry myself though would be a different story.Thank god for such a beautiful day; the best of the week for it has been raining the past few days and will be raining tomorrow too! Lunched at Captain John's, played Dance Central for a bit, had Baskin Robbins ice-cream cake and suppered at the bubble-tea place. It was simple like always,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3558304605034246188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3558304605034246188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#3558304605034246188' title='21 on 21'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7817350133333742387</id><published>2011-05-20T12:40:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T14:14:50.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still 20</title><summary type='text'>So it has begun. The best part of being abroad is that you always get an extra half day to celebrate your birthday! My mum was the first to wish me on Facebook. It was really sweet of her, as always, and I am pretty sure she was watching the clock till it struck midnight. So I am sitting in my pajamas (yes, I'm still in my pjs and yes I only just woke up) starting to thank everyone from back home</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7817350133333742387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7817350133333742387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7817350133333742387' title='Still 20'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7P4cuYPb3Ac/Tdas6DniSlI/AAAAAAAAAmM/jgi_XdH7bDg/s72-c/IMG_001%2B%2528E21E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1071799280958066961</id><published>2011-05-18T03:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T03:35:34.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELE</title><summary type='text'>By now, everyone knows Adele. She needs no introduction to her performance at the Brit Awards where she sang Someone Like You. It is a song that everyone can relate to at some point in their life, and it is exactly the kind of song that I would cry to, especially when I am pmsing or after watching P.S. I Love You, don't judge. You have to agree, it is a brilliant song that touches the deepest, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1071799280958066961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1071799280958066961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1071799280958066961' title='ADELE'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OZtUjFJvYkA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3676926497421821190</id><published>2011-05-17T23:46:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:08:02.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks Of An Usher</title><summary type='text'>One of the many joys of working at Roy Thomson Hall, apart from the occasional celebrity-sighting, is being able to learn so much about music. Tonight, we were presented the music of the Cotton Club, the famous New York night club - the soul of jazz music. The performance starred Byron Stripling on trumpet and vocals, singer Carmen Bradford, Bob Breithaupt on drums and tap dancer Ted Levy, with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3676926497421821190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3676926497421821190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#3676926497421821190' title='Perks Of An Usher'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v8GcWQV3kx0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1867683885275991993</id><published>2011-05-16T02:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T02:28:16.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>void deck</title><summary type='text'> Pretty florals and vintage chic, time to stock up on summer essentials! Visit voiddeck.bigcartel.com from the comforts of your home, wherever you are because we ship internationally! Pay securely with PayPal, and expect a package delivered right to your doorstep.Like our Facebook page, and follow us on Tumblr and Twitter for updates and more! Spread the word friends! ♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1867683885275991993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1867683885275991993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1867683885275991993' title='void deck'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtNR-IANZUM/TdAiDHv7G6I/AAAAAAAAAmE/wyCI33MBC6Q/s72-c/Collection%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7146322855769114998</id><published>2011-05-15T14:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:07:37.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Your Head Up</title><summary type='text'>Only rainbows after rain, the sun will always come again,But you gotta keep your head up, and you can let your hair down.I know it's hard, know it's hard to remember sometimes, But you gotta keep your head up, and you can let your hair down.Click for the rather amusing interactive video. I spent awhile playing with it, this is what happens when I have nothing better to do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7146322855769114998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7146322855769114998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7146322855769114998' title='Keep Your Head Up'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CmrOB_q3tjo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5359160631816104310</id><published>2011-05-14T11:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:08:48.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being 20</title><summary type='text'>Turning twenty did not feel any different as when I was nineteen or seventeen. I am still the same me, being childish and matured as and when I need or want to be. In a week, I am turning twenty-one and I don't think it will feel any different. In a year and a week though, then might be a turning point for me, for that is when I will have to move out of the comforts of schooling and step into the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5359160631816104310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5359160631816104310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#5359160631816104310' title='Being 20'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KtjzRxklisc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5763067872703798936</id><published>2011-05-02T20:41:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T17:09:08.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Brown Balls Lovin'</title><summary type='text'> This made me so shy! I am positive that this will be my one and only time being featured on a page. Everyone at fu-GEN and on the Brown Balls team is so nice and awesome, it makes me happy and very honoured to be working with them! See for yourself what I mean by awesome... Brown Balls opens tomorrow night at Factory Studio Theatre friends! (If any Canadians even reads my blog...still worth a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5763067872703798936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5763067872703798936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#5763067872703798936' title='More Brown Balls Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u4i79YRwkTI/Tb9PPoyWFOI/AAAAAAAAAls/bFj1oRiuprw/s72-c/BBC%2BShout%2BOut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1980729914459574752</id><published>2011-04-30T08:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T03:27:51.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After School</title><summary type='text'>8:30am on a Saturday morning, after having had only four hours of sleep, I'm finally willing to write a post here. It's going to be a long one!Life after school felt great - the moment of relief as soon as I handed in my last assignment was such a great joy to me. Sadly, school did not end there. Being on the RTSSU and on the organizing committee, there still was Bunny Ball, the annual grad night</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1980729914459574752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1980729914459574752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#1980729914459574752' title='Life After School'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y913M4q_Rew/TbwCPmfC6sI/AAAAAAAAAlk/uN3JyuFj-rQ/s72-c/Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4321235721012820345</id><published>2011-04-19T00:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:44:48.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><summary type='text'>Today a couple asked me to take their photo outside of a coffee shop in Tribeca. Their unnecessary camping backpacks with matching fanny packs, maps of New York clutched in their hands, gave them away.Tourists.I happily obliged.As I was fiddling with the settings of the camera, I noticed the woman was adjusting the man’s shirt. I snapped the photo.“Oh!” The woman said, “We weren’t ready.”I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4321235721012820345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4321235721012820345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#4321235721012820345' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2805489927952881937</id><published>2011-04-07T20:48:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:41:25.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Year Wishlist: Decided</title><summary type='text'> Assisted Hye with FOH for Mass Exodus today, and I must say it was a great show - from the collections, to the set, lighting and projections. It does to some extent make me want to organize fashion shows.That aside, a conversation with Alex Gilbert, the wardrobe staff supervisor, made me a very happy girl. I was doing my stuff around school and dropped by the wardrobe for a bit. I saw Alex and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2805489927952881937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2805489927952881937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#2805489927952881937' title='Fourth Year Wishlist: Decided'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9w6VYBLmVj0/TZ56zJUaFnI/AAAAAAAAAlc/XIArRrjztv0/s72-c/Mass%2BExodus%2B2011%2BZenith%2B%252B%2BNadir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4420437222214472922</id><published>2011-04-07T02:49:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:14:34.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Chocolate Cupcakes</title><summary type='text'> Probably one of the best Moist Chocolate Cupcake recipe ever! It's so perfect, nice and moist, even though I didn't follow it to the tee.So here's how I differed:1) I didn't have brown sugar, so I substituted it with half cup of regular sugar and it was still sweet enough.2) I only used one cup of oil instead of the amount the recipe called for.3) I baked it for 17 minutes because I was using a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4420437222214472922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4420437222214472922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#4420437222214472922' title='Mini Chocolate Cupcakes'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ihYWeT0jMWs/TZ1gdKb73fI/AAAAAAAAAlU/t2OJ1VgWuTs/s72-c/IMG_6243%2B%2528FB%2526W%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4905825541460492885</id><published>2011-03-24T23:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:05:28.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring In Toronto</title><summary type='text'> Winter missed us and decided to drop by for a visit, no kidding. Wednesday morning was the most depressing day ever since it officially became spring over the weekend. I slept on the couch (no biggie) and woke up, only to find it snowing pretty hard outside. It was like December all over again. The worst part of it was that we had already experienced spring. Temperature way above 5°C, no need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4905825541460492885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4905825541460492885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4905825541460492885' title='Spring In Toronto'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ph-vK1aiN0k/TYwfWfkDQsI/AAAAAAAAAk8/S-6tEEAv45o/s72-c/P2022_23-03-11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2278587374516046084</id><published>2011-03-21T09:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:15:46.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway To The Rhythm Of Love</title><summary type='text'>My head is stuck in the cloudsShe begs me to come down. Says, "Boy quit foolin' around"I told her, "I love the view from up here, warm sun and wind in my earWe'll watch the world from above as it turns to the rhythm of love"This song makes me happy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2278587374516046084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2278587374516046084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#2278587374516046084' title='Sway To The Rhythm Of Love'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JWiwuiT58Yc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-737437386946195384</id><published>2011-03-19T01:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:18:42.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milky Way</title><summary type='text'>This blew my mind. It is so pretty, no words can describe the magnitude of awe I am in. At least once in my life would I love to be stargazing (for the lack of a better term due to my limited vocabulary) out in the woods. Now, I shall off to slumber and stargaze in my dreams.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/737437386946195384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/737437386946195384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#737437386946195384' title='The Milky Way'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0Z3cVQcfb-w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4215453822430386621</id><published>2011-03-17T23:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:41:10.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chieftains</title><summary type='text'>I'm almost certain I'm secretly Irish deep down. The Chieftains came tonight at RTH with a few special guests, including Jon and Nathan Pilatzke who were such amazing stepdancers. I absolutely loved it, and it made me want to learn stepdancing so much. It seems like so much fun, and definitely a very good workout.Forward to 2:47 for the performance, or watch Paddy Moloney talk about the Uilleann </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4215453822430386621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4215453822430386621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4215453822430386621' title='The Chieftains'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MPKKNiaLi1E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3685712486764080402</id><published>2011-03-15T00:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:18:57.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Tompkins 'Firework' A Capella Cover</title><summary type='text'>If I can marry him, I would. I love all his very amazing a capella covers.So in love. So, so, so in love!Both my classes are cancelled tomorrow, what are the chances! Heading to Mel and Yiwen's tomorrow to gym again!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3685712486764080402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3685712486764080402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#3685712486764080402' title='Mike Tompkins &apos;Firework&apos; A Capella Cover'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FyepYaE_JS4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8046610477282890997</id><published>2011-03-11T23:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T09:53:39.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Darrelle London 'Work Out Fine'</title><summary type='text'>A co-worker of mine, Darrelle London, played at Neutral just now as part of the Canadian Music Fest and I decided to go since I've been wanting to do so but never found the time to. I must say I liked her songs, it was cheerful and all that, and the lyrics are really cute. One of her songs, Understand was used in the TV show, 90210, and Perez Hilton has promoted for her too after listening to her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8046610477282890997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8046610477282890997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#8046610477282890997' title='Darrelle London &apos;Work Out Fine&apos;'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a7hwCnkT85A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4464720058831682411</id><published>2011-03-11T17:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T17:47:20.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things come in pairs</title><summary type='text'>It's been five days since I last slept on my bed, and I've learnt to cherish it more than I ever had. Assignments due one after another is making me sit (and sleep) on my couch more than before. This semester or my third year in general is definitely a crazy one.Good news: I received an email from my professor this morning and found out that the one and only exam I was supposed to have this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4464720058831682411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4464720058831682411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4464720058831682411' title='Good things come in pairs'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1873025287805865708</id><published>2011-03-08T22:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:26:29.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hard Day's Night</title><summary type='text'> How we get our positions at the Elgin &amp; Winter Garden theatre is by drawing cards. Recently, FOH got a deck of The Beatles cards and I love it. Tonight, this was the lucky card I picked which got me my early shift.Indeed, it's been a hard day's night and I should be sleeping like a log. Sadly, I'm afraid my night will never end as I battle my assignments yet again. Friday, please come already.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1873025287805865708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1873025287805865708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1873025287805865708' title='A Hard Day&apos;s Night'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdOeol7SoUw/TXb_ti71KXI/AAAAAAAAAkg/a5cnkaUPA64/s72-c/P1852_08-03-11%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-741907730924534515</id><published>2011-02-26T02:16:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:05:04.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving My New Bangs</title><summary type='text'> Hello lovely new bangs! I absolutely love it; it is exactly the way I had imagined it to be thanks to Nellie at Salon Liberté. While my face does look round from some angles though it is fat to begin with, I was really happy when my bangs came out heavy and curved down at the sides. My dead ends, too, are gone in exchange for a much shorter length than before. It is sad but my hair is looking so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/741907730924534515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/741907730924534515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#741907730924534515' title='Loving My New Bangs'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5K4j2cXqoc/TWio6gvhMdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/KA-CSwAK688/s72-c/2011_02_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7922671602775120731</id><published>2011-02-25T03:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T04:14:50.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight or side-swept bangs?</title><summary type='text'> Say goodbye to my long fringe because I've got a date with the hairdresser for some new bangs and a little trim later in the day, together with Mel.It has been a little over a year since I last did anything to my hair, not even trim the ends. Uh huh, I had left the split ends to grow and rule the strands. I know it is bad but it was the only way to grow my hair out. If you are trying to grow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7922671602775120731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7922671602775120731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#7922671602775120731' title='Straight or side-swept bangs?'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qPKRJd7Hxo/TWdvJQF_TRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CR5UvA6_A-c/s72-c/Collage%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4594425574600265794</id><published>2011-02-22T23:53:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T02:01:48.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UV Gel French Manicure</title><summary type='text'> My first ever UV Gel French Manicure! It was an impromptu decision for me after Mel said she wanted to do one, and I was thinking, why not? We walked up Yonge Street in search for the cheapest one and finally, our walk in the cold paid off. We were pretty amazed by how the gel works (from powder to clear gel) and best of all, it doesn't chip! I can stare at my nails all day, I'm not kidding. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4594425574600265794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4594425574600265794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#4594425574600265794' title='UV Gel French Manicure'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQYuy7_Gy4/TWaEGIXKs0I/AAAAAAAAAjo/uYPV-ra5vUE/s72-c/Photo_41%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6663535148873833435</id><published>2011-02-21T19:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:09:29.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The CNY Dinner</title><summary type='text'> Photo-heavy post coming rather late. Together with my Toronto family, we dined at Crown Princess Fine Dining the Friday of the week of CNY. The 1700/1800s royalty-inspired interior was a lot of bling for one night, but it definitely added to the class factor. The sumptuous meal was very satisfying for the six of us, and we had our share of fun with the cameras for the night.Now here goes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6663535148873833435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6663535148873833435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#6663535148873833435' title='The CNY Dinner'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga-SqnxMRi4/TWMpYuN7YII/AAAAAAAAAjQ/GRU0aq1ht1o/s72-c/IMG_001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3285812290032840355</id><published>2011-02-20T23:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:55:30.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempts On Her Life</title><summary type='text'> This is what my life was for the past few weeks since school started this year. The first show of the semester, and the last major one for the fourth year actors. I was assigned the role of Front of House Supervisor, and it was one with mixed feelings, though leaning towards the good side.Being the FOH Supervisor, I began with making the poster (which was rather brainless since I just had to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3285812290032840355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3285812290032840355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3285812290032840355' title='Attempts On Her Life'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjLqlJIJ3lg/TWZvkH4amlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/hUEdY8ErrwY/s72-c/Postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7662068161179935966</id><published>2011-02-07T02:07:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:32:00.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner</title><summary type='text'>Yu sangA tradition now and much love from my parents from Singapore, we added our own stuff like shredded Asian pear, jellyfish and salmon.        Stir-fried snow peas in XO saucePretty basic stuff, XO sauce is probably one of the best condiment ever.Abalone with braised mushroom, fatt choy and cabbageThe mushroom and fatt choy were braised in oyster sauce with a dash of kikoman to flavour it up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7662068161179935966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7662068161179935966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#7662068161179935966' title='Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TU-jfy6P6hI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ybFc4M-75Bk/s72-c/DSC_2505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1501279778668497156</id><published>2011-02-05T01:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:56:50.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Darth Vader vs. Passat</title><summary type='text'>I can watch this over and over and still get the tickles from it. I'm so in love with this little kid, I want to hug and pinch him and make him my baby!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1501279778668497156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1501279778668497156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#1501279778668497156' title='Little Darth Vader vs. Passat'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/R55e-uHQna0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3481931442414120276</id><published>2011-02-03T23:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:34:30.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快樂</title><summary type='text'> Happy Year of the Rabbit everyone! After classes yesterday evening, I met my brother to do some last minute Chinatown grocery shopping. We got home around 7pm and started our long dinner preparations like we always do every year. By 11:30pm, the cooking was done and we began our sumptuous dinner. For three people, we cooked way too much but it was reunion dinner afterall! Here's the menu (note </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3481931442414120276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3481931442414120276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3481931442414120276' title='新年快樂'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TU-Rshf2yEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/24LBf1Psuqo/s72-c/DSC_2497%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2703770638567108250</id><published>2011-02-01T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:28:31.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty years down the road</title><summary type='text'> The only time I do not need to photoshop my eyebags away. This was the on-stage senior citizen look we did in make-up class today. Obviously mine is a little overdone up close, and I find it really fake myself too. That aside, you can now imagine how I'll be when I'm an old lady.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2703770638567108250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2703770638567108250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#2703770638567108250' title='Sixty years down the road'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TU-PeNjvuwI/AAAAAAAAAag/u2EoAzthgog/s72-c/P1646_01-02-11%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3422288355514147678</id><published>2011-01-30T23:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T01:16:31.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt 2 Fail</title><summary type='text'>In the end, I procrastinated like how I always do and started making my kueh past 3am. This time round, I was working with a different recipe. It started out well and the glutinous rice came out pretty nicely, something I learnt from my mistake on the first attempt. The tricky part came when I was making the green custard. Firstly, somehow clumps would form when I heated it. This time round I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3422288355514147678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3422288355514147678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#3422288355514147678' title='Attempt 2 Fail'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6290367043668362019</id><published>2011-01-29T07:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:24:44.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>그대라면</title><summary type='text'>I was Youtube stalking people when I came across my friend's video doing a cover of my favourite Alex Chu song, If It's You! So much love for Alex Chu, and he's half Canadian! FYI, I'm going to attempt making Seri Muka, or some call it Kueh Salat, for the second time when I come home from work tonight. Let's hope it can be successful!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6290367043668362019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6290367043668362019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#6290367043668362019' title='그대라면'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IGnBadPc4_o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8990714906699825444</id><published>2011-01-29T01:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:16:56.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G1: Passed</title><summary type='text'>My brothers, Yiwen and I went for our driver's license theory test yesterday. We had postponed it twice, largely due to us being unprepared. Finally, we decided that we had to do it, it was now or never. We studied like how the average kiasu Singaporean would the night before the test.I had work at 7am, and boy was it tough going to bed at 3am and having to wake up at 5am! Thankfully I survived </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8990714906699825444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8990714906699825444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#8990714906699825444' title='G1: Passed'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TUY1MiPOsnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/87htKRHDhUM/s72-c/IMG_6227%2BB%2526W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-364516247220236420</id><published>2011-01-26T06:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T06:39:50.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear me? I'm talking to you</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/364516247220236420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/364516247220236420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#364516247220236420' title='Do you hear me? I&apos;m talking to you'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L9deNu04wCs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7949351975056337868</id><published>2011-01-25T23:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:07:25.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crown Brush</title><summary type='text'> My Professional Set 606 by Crown Brush came today! One of my classes this semester is Stage Make-up and Wiggery. We had to buy a kit, and I decided to add a set of brushes to my bag because there's no way I'm going to use my own brushes to do all that greasy stage make-up. Anyhow, the supplier came today and we were all very excited. It's my first full set of brushes and I already feel like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7949351975056337868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7949351975056337868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#7949351975056337868' title='Crown Brush'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TT-jz-0LsoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CGSkw0DUPYA/s72-c/Brust%2BSet%2B%2528B%2526W%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6586361122165674998</id><published>2011-01-24T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:33:17.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Onde-onde</title><summary type='text'>Photo credit: YiwenThis is more than a month overdue! Anyhow, the nyonyas in us decided to tackle making onde-onde! Yiwen found this recipe with step-by-step photos and we decided to go with it after much research. We started at 11pm, and in the end wrapped things up at 5am. It was six solid hours of dedication to perfecting our onde-onde. Sadly, it wasn't all that perfect. The inside "walls" of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6586361122165674998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6586361122165674998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#6586361122165674998' title='Onde-onde'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TT0FFPGLpcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/NqEwqPTJz_A/s72-c/Onde-onde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-876632101255945716</id><published>2011-01-23T12:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:35:01.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENFJ</title><summary type='text'>My psychology prof gave us a link just for fun to find out our type according to Jung's typology test. Being the curious me, I took the test and found out that I'm an ENFJ (Extraverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Judging). I laughed at the suggested career options at the end of the test, which includes counselling, psychology, and politics. Me and politics, can you believe it? Sadly, my IQ does not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/876632101255945716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/876632101255945716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#876632101255945716' title='ENFJ'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7278123292455371894</id><published>2011-01-22T13:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T00:23:59.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Swan</title><summary type='text'>In the end, we decided to postpone the driver's license theory test yet again for the second time. Dinner at Szechuan Garden (so good though so unhealthy!) and an impromptu decision to watch Black Swan after. It was awesome. Since its first screening at TIFF, I've heard extreme reviews about it and I've been wanting to watch it. It's either you love it or hate. I loved it. It was rather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7278123292455371894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7278123292455371894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#7278123292455371894' title='Black Swan'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TTsj_W9iC1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/I_X3WC1kvZg/s72-c/Black%2BSwan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6743272849811439112</id><published>2011-01-20T18:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:13:47.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ENT 500: New Venture Start-Up</title><summary type='text'>For the first time ever, I dropped a course. Only two classes and I was already feeling miserable sitting in the three hour long lecture. It's not the length of time that's making me feel crappy because I've had three hour lectures since first year. No biggie. Instead, it's because I just wasn't getting a positive vibe, from the way the prof. teaches to the students in class. There's no exams or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6743272849811439112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6743272849811439112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#6743272849811439112' title='ENT 500: New Venture Start-Up'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-9138505412683833057</id><published>2011-01-10T18:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:03:46.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PSY 706: Models of Personal Growth</title><summary type='text'>Not too long ago on Facebook, I posted a question as to whether I should take full load courses and give up my four day weekend. Today I made a decision. I attended the first class today in order to see how it goes. In the end I chose to stay. The course seems rather interesting. I'm not exactly sure how to describe it, but it's more or less a look into the psychological well-being and personal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9138505412683833057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9138505412683833057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#9138505412683833057' title='PSY 706: Models of Personal Growth'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5702770417247861291</id><published>2011-01-09T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T00:55:35.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Mr. Snowman</title><summary type='text'> My first ever snowman after almost four years of being here! It snowed a whole lot the night before and we were down by Harbourfront for the Foo family's farewell potluck party. We went to the ice-skating rink, but were unable to rent skates because we didn't have ID on us. In the end, Mel and my elder brother, who had their own skates, were on the rink, while the three of us started building a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5702770417247861291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5702770417247861291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5702770417247861291' title='Hello Mr. Snowman'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSpwMCfUKlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/_bFjTCFDV9o/s72-c/Photo0013%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6329712680232655722</id><published>2011-01-07T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T04:00:22.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>새드무비</title><summary type='text'>Of course I had to pick a film titled Sad Movie, and a poster where all the cast are teary-eyed. It was a last minute option after I realised that I had actually watched my intended film of the night; not a bad option I should say. I actually quite liked the film. It had its funny moments, as well as 'aww, that's so sweet' moments. Then of course came the major tear-jerker towards the last half </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6329712680232655722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6329712680232655722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#6329712680232655722' title='새드무비'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSbSle-TLCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/e7LZfP58dks/s72-c/2011.01.07%2B-%2B%25EC%2583%2588%25EB%2593%259C%25EB%25AC%25B4%25EB%25B9%2584%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2319263782552334748</id><published>2011-01-07T01:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T01:36:15.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy by Britney Spears</title><summary type='text'>My Christmas present from Denise! I've also used Curious by Britney Spears before, both of which are under Elizabeth Arden. I sniffed it a little just now to write this post. Fantasy is rather sweet smelling, fruity to be more exact, but there's a hint of floral scent which makes it nice, at least personally because I love floral scent. It's very suited for someone who's fun and energetic, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2319263782552334748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2319263782552334748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#2319263782552334748' title='Fantasy by Britney Spears'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSadhNnQeiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/2O-vPH6bU1s/s72-c/IMG_6292%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5104950366868715330</id><published>2011-01-06T18:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T19:35:26.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Man Voice No More</title><summary type='text'>Having a sore throat filled with phlegm that you've been trying to clear for the past few days? Fear not, for I've learnt of an effective solution! Late last night I decided to watch a movie after playing Rock Band. I randomly chose a Korean movie that I found off Youtube, and ended up with Wedding Dress. Man, did I not expect to bawl my eyes out. And I seriously mean bawl till my eyes were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5104950366868715330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5104950366868715330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5104950366868715330' title='Sexy Man Voice No More'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSZWQa1y_9I/AAAAAAAAAY8/KxfXQQaU60o/s72-c/2011.01.06%2B-%2B%25EC%259B%25A8%25EB%2594%25A9%25EB%2593%259C%25EB%25A0%2588%25EC%258A%25A4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-241708496579116406</id><published>2011-01-05T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:53:53.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sambal Stingray</title><summary type='text'>I'm craving so badly for this, it'll be the first thing I have when I step back into Singapore (whenever that is). It's a pity that seafood in Toronto is almost always frozen ones and that spicy food here isn't really spicy at all, and it's even sadder that there isn't much Singaporean/Malaysian food around here. I guess it was a sacrifice I had to make in exchange for my choice to study abroad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/241708496579116406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/241708496579116406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#241708496579116406' title='Sambal Stingray'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSV8AwpKo3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/lZGx1RW-l4A/s72-c/Sambal%2BStingray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8743349373832888512</id><published>2011-01-04T14:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:40:12.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ビアード・パパ</title><summary type='text'>Last summer when the Ho family made a trip to Pacific Mall, we found Beard Papa's! It was the best thing ever that happened in 2010, well almost. Anyhow, PMall (or so it's called) is close to an hour TTC ride on subway+bus so we don't go there very often. In the past week, the siblings, Mel and Yiwen went up to PMall twice, and both times without fail, we would get Papa's Beard (it's how I like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8743349373832888512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8743349373832888512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#8743349373832888512' title='ビアード・パパ'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSNvICl4OpI/AAAAAAAAAYk/eJ7RlO6gdAY/s72-c/IMG_6283%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2512428955242845675</id><published>2011-01-03T16:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:18:54.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Sexy Man Voice</title><summary type='text'>My Christmas gift from Mel and Yiwen! This is the GEO World Series Tricolour Violet. I've got two others yet to be worn, Twin Colour Twilight Brown and something else which I don't remember and I'm too lazy to check, bad blogger I know. Anyhow, I lovin' the violet!(Click to enlarge for a clearer view of the lenses. And don't mind the eye bags, dark circles, oily face and dry lips please)Okay, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2512428955242845675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2512428955242845675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#2512428955242845675' title='Hello, Sexy Man Voice'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TSKfE_LPjDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Xi3S0Bux3_c/s72-c/IMG_6290%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4559232741310088500</id><published>2011-01-01T10:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:50:07.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Day</title><summary type='text'>Time and a half at work, with everyone cheery and smiley, was the best thing ever. Watched Babies as we ate our pasta dinner. It's the cutest movie ever, and we had good laughs from commenting on stuff which I won't talk about here. Bottom line is, go watch the documentary if you haven't already! Played a couple rounds of Street Fighter, followed by Beatles Rock Band again! Uh huh, our lives is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4559232741310088500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4559232741310088500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#4559232741310088500' title='New Years Day'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1952961017636616931</id><published>2011-01-01T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:45:33.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings of 2011</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year! It's already a good one to start with.Mel, Yiwen and Emma came over to our place. We made herbal chicken soup, lettuce and baked fish for dinner, the simplest but very satisfying New Year's eve meal! Watched Say Anything as we ate, and played Beatles Rock Band right after, and we're still at it! The funniest part was when we were playing Octopus's Garden and I realised it was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1952961017636616931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1952961017636616931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#1952961017636616931' title='Beginnings of 2011'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6942213287652928353</id><published>2010-12-31T19:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:00:06.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of 2010</title><summary type='text'>31st December 2010, News Year Eve. It's 8°C outside, the nicest weather thus far in December. Sadly, I stayed home the whole day. After work last night, I came home feeling sick again. 38.7°C, read the thermometer. I made some porridge, popped two pills and went to bed. I woke up feeling much better today. No more fever I think, just a very sore throat. If I must say, this December is not my best</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6942213287652928353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6942213287652928353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#6942213287652928353' title='Last of 2010'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3013356350721832609</id><published>2010-12-27T22:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T02:02:31.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Friends</title><summary type='text'>Before I forget, I woke up and found this today morning...(click image to enlarge)Jake Bruene adding me on Facebook!? In case you don't know much about my life, I spent the past month being a Youtube junkie, stalking him, Mike Tompkins, Kurt Schneider and Sam Tsui! So in love with such Youtube talents! When I saw this email notification, I was definitely in disbelief. My guess is that he's just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3013356350721832609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3013356350721832609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3013356350721832609' title='Facebook Friends'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TRlCsIGxSZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Noj4uYWjMbs/s72-c/Jake%2BBruene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3779583435021750451</id><published>2010-12-27T20:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T01:37:39.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sgt. Splatters</title><summary type='text'>Paintball in the afternoon! I wasn't freaking out until I got there, saw the equipments and other strangers all in their gear when I realised, shit! Some were super hardcore paintballers with their own gears, looking all soldier like. Audrey had organised for a group of ten of us to go paintballing. Dressed in our crappiest clothes, we put on their jumpsuit and face mask, and started the game </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3779583435021750451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3779583435021750451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3779583435021750451' title='Sgt. Splatters'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7573603777851287339</id><published>2010-12-26T22:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:21:59.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day Impulse</title><summary type='text'>I ate Chinese medication, rubbed medicated oil on my tummy and slept through the evening while the others were making dinner (sorry!!) yesterday. Though I had moments when I felt sick, especially during dinner which resulted in me eating lesser than I had hoped to because of all the yummy food, I'm feeling much better now!Christmas night was spent doing a little gift exchange, playing some Street</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7573603777851287339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7573603777851287339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#7573603777851287339' title='Boxing Day Impulse'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-457127914902584335</id><published>2010-12-25T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:06:12.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><summary type='text'>Dear Santa, I don't think I've been a very naughty girl this year.I felt nauseous when I was sleeping, thought I just had to burp a little to stop the feeling. It was hard to burp though, because it felt like something was stuck in my throat. Then I couldn't take it. I ran to the washroom and vomitted into the sink. The scarier part was that what came out was bits of food with a red fluid, but it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/457127914902584335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/457127914902584335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#457127914902584335' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3399610968152032153</id><published>2010-12-25T01:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:02:28.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>You know when your body feels tired and is aching all over for no reason, and you just know that you're going to fall sick? Uh huh, that's me right now.I just got home from work at Roy Thomson Hall. I know, at 1:28am? It was a church mass tonight, and we had to work two out of the three holiday shifts. I picked Christmas Eve and New Year's Day (uh huh) because there is no way I'm going to be at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3399610968152032153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3399610968152032153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#3399610968152032153' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-7734575726399979343</id><published>2010-12-23T23:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:36:36.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloé</title><summary type='text'> Thanks to the VIB giftcard from Sephora, I got this fragrance which I've been eyeing for quite a long while now. Countdown: Ten lords a-leaping! ♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7734575726399979343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/7734575726399979343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#7734575726399979343' title='Chloé'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TRQ4lQX6cEI/AAAAAAAAAXs/brjErXIyk1s/s72-c/IMG_2222%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1173236852453377842</id><published>2010-12-20T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T02:07:00.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UO: Two-tone Laceup Boot</title><summary type='text'> So much love for my new pair of shoes by BDG from Urban Outfitters! Now I just have to pick a special day to wear it. Christmas Eve it shall be! Countdown: Seven swans a-swimming(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1173236852453377842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1173236852453377842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#1173236852453377842' title='UO: Two-tone Laceup Boot'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TQ75KA49yuI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_yUpJRJMrzs/s72-c/IMG_2200%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-9112628477385901331</id><published>2010-12-18T09:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:46:39.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Health,</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry for not drinking enough water. On most days, I didn't even make the effort to ensure that I drank a full bottle of water. I felt my skin drying up and my kidneys suffering. I will drink more water over this holiday!I'm sorry for not getting my eight hours of sleep everyday, or not even sleeping at all for quite a few days this semester. It's brutal I know. My dark circles and eye bags </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9112628477385901331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/9112628477385901331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#9112628477385901331' title='Dear Health,'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-4667421508901329542</id><published>2010-12-18T04:06:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T04:48:53.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zastrozzi: The Master of Discipline</title><summary type='text'>For my Set Design class this semester, we had to design a set for either Hamlet or Zastrozzi. I ended up choosing Zastrozzi though I hated the play so much. It was so screwed up in every way, I wasn't a fan at all. I definitely lacked inspiration and it took me a while before I decided on the design. In comparison to the Romeo &amp; Juliet set I designed in first year, I have to say I don't quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4667421508901329542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/4667421508901329542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#4667421508901329542' title='Zastrozzi: The Master of Discipline'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TQyAXlIBKPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ArlSp70ECX4/s72-c/IMG_2187%2B%2528E%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1923134480702912585</id><published>2010-12-13T22:18:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:25:10.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DEC'10: Winter Fantasy</title><summary type='text'>7AM: Snowing, -11°C feels like -24°C with wind.Yeap, winter has hit us very early this year and this was what I had to deal with this morning when I left home for my 8am history paper. Since it's so freaking cold, I've come to a realisation that I cannot fight this winter with my usual gear. I've decided to write a post of some winter essentials, and possibly a fur-tasy one! For the purpose of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1923134480702912585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1923134480702912585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#1923134480702912585' title='DEC&apos;10: Winter Fantasy'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TQbtFkOcaCI/AAAAAAAAATw/PXOqwDmhdlg/s72-c/Fur%2BTrapper%2BHat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-386697837255552202</id><published>2010-12-08T23:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:59:23.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live your life to the fullest</title><summary type='text'>"No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow."EuripidesI got news that a co-worker of mine passed away in her sleep just yesterday. She only turned 24 this September. It was hard for everyone at work, going in only to find out of such news and having to bear with it through the night. The corporation brought in a counsellor for those who might need a talk - many did. It was a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/386697837255552202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/386697837255552202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#386697837255552202' title='Live your life to the fullest'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TQb5oUsXavI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1Pn9W_LfXEQ/s72-c/You%2BOnly%2BLive%2BOnce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8008237264534260110</id><published>2010-12-02T13:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T14:52:06.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And all I can taste is this moment</title><summary type='text'>One of my favourite songs of all time. It's such a nice cover by Kurt Schneider with Jake Bruene. It's the perfect song to end this stressful semester with.I had my final presentation on Monday, Shakespeare opened on Tuesday and I submitted my last assignment yesterday. I'm left with an online quiz due Sunday, Shakespeare closing strike and two final exams for the semester. Already, I feel half </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8008237264534260110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8008237264534260110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#8008237264534260110' title='And all I can taste is this moment'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3055566909002096558</id><published>2010-11-28T01:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:51:24.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MBC Auditions</title><summary type='text'>Support my friend!1) Click here.2) Click on the 'Gallery' tab at the top of the page.3) Sort by Country: Canada; then by Sort: Liked4) Scroll over videos to find the user 'itsmcb'5) Click on it, and vote like!You can vote everyday till December 3rd if it pleases you! While you're at it, sort by country: South Korea, and look for kimaginati0n! He's got some awesome stuff on his channel too!♥One </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3055566909002096558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3055566909002096558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#3055566909002096558' title='MBC Auditions'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1175446684259235061</id><published>2010-11-13T00:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:09:31.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye &amp; Goodnight</title><summary type='text'>1) Drink at least 8 glasses of water each day.2) Eat half a fresh grapefruit with each meal.3) Eat one cup of blueberries everyday for three months.I'm not sure when I will be committed to start with this plan, but I will find a day. As for now, school dictates my life and health, and they are both hating it very, very much. I will elaborate more in weeks to come and as for now, I shall bid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1175446684259235061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1175446684259235061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html#1175446684259235061' title='Goodbye &amp; Goodnight'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-8245490829011213169</id><published>2010-10-31T00:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:38:39.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Observed &amp; The Observer</title><summary type='text'>You never die, do you? People die, but you never do. Because how do you do that? Death is not being alive - and since being alive is what you know, experience, well how can you experience death? You can’t. Because you aren’t alive. So you never die. You can experience someone’s death, you can know of his absence, but you, yourself, cannot die.So life is endless consciousness, right? While I’m </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8245490829011213169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/8245490829011213169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#8245490829011213169' title='Observed &amp; The Observer'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-3533031681106660518</id><published>2010-10-28T20:52:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:07:09.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anatomy</title><summary type='text'>"There are things that you can know. There are patterns you can find. Clues.Most human bodies are the same. Draw two parallel lines down from the pupil of the eyes and you find the corners of the mouth. Tip of the thumb to tip of the index finger is the length of the nose. Length of the nose is one-third the length of the face. One. Two. Three. The width of the eye is the distance between the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3533031681106660518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/3533031681106660518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#3533031681106660518' title='Anatomy'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6445009568623952924</id><published>2010-10-27T23:58:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T01:40:03.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farewell Dinner</title><summary type='text'>Eunice is going back to Korea for a year and a half. After having not met for quite a while now, we finally managed to get together again before her flight home the coming Wednesday. Bon voyage Eunice!Here's some photos, do prepare yourself for some good laughin'Photo credits: Kathleen Cheung and her trusty Canon!Meet The Witch, The Troll and The Fish.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6445009568623952924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6445009568623952924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#6445009568623952924' title='The Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TMpcwVyvzDI/AAAAAAAAASg/A3E8bweFJNE/s72-c/IMG_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-2472239827328451786</id><published>2010-10-17T01:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:28:52.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little hidden gems</title><summary type='text'>My Korean friend showed me a video of her's doing a cover of Beyonce's Honesty. Her voice is amazing, but it's sad that she isn't very known compared to the fame idol groups receive. Here's Sunmin with Miss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2472239827328451786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/2472239827328451786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#2472239827328451786' title='Little hidden gems'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-6027200614942386318</id><published>2010-10-11T01:08:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T01:01:42.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>It's only slightly more than a month, yet it felt long and has been mentally arduous. I incurred a sleeping debt from having to work through nights spent with time-consuming assignments, and the coming weeks are not going to be easy either. I want Christmas to come already.After getting home from work Saturday night, I set out to complete my online module quizzes for each reading, as well as my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6027200614942386318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/6027200614942386318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#6027200614942386318' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LQ3a6S2hnb4/TLPbz78_7SI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3olOr450QaM/s72-c/Thanksgiving+Nerds+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-5086165260536080835</id><published>2010-09-29T03:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T03:33:22.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brahms' Symphony No. 3</title><summary type='text'>Ever heard a tune which you liked but never found out what it was until one fine day it just came to you by chance? This was exactly what happened with me and the third movement of Johannes Brahms Symphony No. 3 at Roy Thomson Hall. I know I've heard it from somewhere before, likely from a super awesome movie because I'm musically inclined and don't usually have the ability to remember symphonies</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5086165260536080835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/5086165260536080835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#5086165260536080835' title='Brahms&apos; Symphony No. 3'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6027246.post-1327128681548661418</id><published>2010-09-26T00:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:00:07.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Covers</title><summary type='text'>Here's some awesome covers from  Sam Tsui with Kurt Schneider as well as Mike Tompkins. This is totally free publicity, but good music ought to be shared, so check out their other videos at their Youtube channels! It's rather addictive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1327128681548661418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6027246/posts/default/1327128681548661418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wintersn0w.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#1327128681548661418' title='Summer Covers'/><author><name>* a l i s o n * ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12643604706088556481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUU1lQ4oUY0/Tdst9mh2g2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/vClt_j2nOQQ/s220/IMG_1666%2B%2528E%2529.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
