<?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-3492220</id><updated>2012-02-02T10:51:46.684+01:00</updated><category term='media'/><category term='personal'/><category term='web 2.0'/><title type='text'>Sleepless in Amsterdam</title><subtitle type='html'>Join me will you?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>430</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8884944698812735489</id><published>2009-08-30T23:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:50:28.862+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' on</title><summary type='text'>No blank mind, no writer's block, no longer an infinite search to words. Find my next blog, photo blog, at z00min.wordpress.com.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8884944698812735489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8884944698812735489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/08/movin-on.html' title='Movin&apos; on'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-744846076294810158</id><published>2009-06-16T23:37:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:59:31.930+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Sony a200</title><summary type='text'>I wasn't thinking the moment I pushed the 'Order now'-button. Still now, I try block my thoughts and relax whenever I push the button of my new SLR camera. I heart it.Scroll below for some amateur shots in the outdoor (@ Utrechtse Heuvelrug).It was difficult shooting the first two images. The wind caused the grass halms to move unstopable. Used autofocus.Nice colour contrast in the pictures with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/744846076294810158/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=744846076294810158' title='18 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/744846076294810158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/744846076294810158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-sony-a200.html' title='I heart Sony a200'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SjgTDilNkbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-YwP2ZIdvAM/s72-c/DSC00101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-710936330831872456</id><published>2009-04-19T22:43:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:08:46.342+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>The routine</title><summary type='text'>Sleep. Kiss on cheek before he leaves for work. I wake up. Fresh up. Go to work. Work. Receive call from him: "What are we eating tonight?". Work. Say goodbye to colleagues. He picks me up. Do groceries. I cook. Sometimes he cooks. Watch tv. Internet. Fresh up again. Sleep.How often have I thought of tweaking up our system. How often did I mention the word 'boredom' in our relationship. How often</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/710936330831872456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/710936330831872456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/routine.html' title='The routine'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1756680611002955257</id><published>2009-03-30T00:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:55:54.174+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn, my favourite trick all over the world...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1756680611002955257/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1756680611002955257' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1756680611002955257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1756680611002955257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/03/darn-my-favourite-trick-all-over-world.html' title='Darn, my favourite trick all over the world...'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3124154171238165562</id><published>2009-03-11T22:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:07:49.962+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback, a vivid one</title><summary type='text'>Just another Monday morning. Preparing to step into the crowded subway. Darn Amsterdam public transport system won't allow more then one subway vehicle every 15 minutes in our area. Had I been living on the other side of this suburb then I might not have this problem...Someone yelled my name.First reaction: Who the hell knows me, I just friggin' moved here!Then: Wait, my highschool is in this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3124154171238165562/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3124154171238165562' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3124154171238165562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3124154171238165562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/03/flashback-vivid-one.html' title='Flashback, a vivid one'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3028721816508821112</id><published>2009-02-01T04:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T04:35:31.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion to puppy</title><summary type='text'> IFFR, International Film Festival Rotterdam which ended just as of today, replaced their old logo of a lion with that of a young lion puppy. According to the new management the cute mascot stands for their renewed focus on the film festival. Young talents all over the world should get more room (thus publicity) during this largest film event of our humble country. One of those talents is Edwin -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3028721816508821112/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3028721816508821112' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3028721816508821112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3028721816508821112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-lion-to-puppy.html' title='Lion to puppy'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SYe55SLzxxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/H1p-_vaqyEs/s72-c/afficheIFFR2009%2520-%2520256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5751611726601651448</id><published>2009-01-09T00:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:16:00.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CES 2009</title><summary type='text'>It used to be my ultimate dream: going to CES Las Vegas, see and feel the newest gadgets and afterwards write and talk about it. Be it the largest LCD screen showcased or the intelligent batterycase for your laptop. I love everything that outfights the gadgets of last year. No better way to enter a new year, right.And I do believe I'll do a better review of the CES then this hyper guy right here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5751611726601651448/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5751611726601651448' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5751611726601651448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5751611726601651448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/ces-2009.html' title='CES 2009'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3844113765795929718</id><published>2009-01-04T01:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:35:57.944+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In 2008...</title><summary type='text'>I visited two great countries: China and the USA, the latter one was my first time there.I had my first job after graduation where I neither worked part time nor freelance nor as a temp, but actually full time. My experience was that it was a disaster.I got promoted to senior web editor at my student association. The function is however on voluntary initiative.I lost Leda. Despite the fact that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3844113765795929718/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3844113765795929718' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3844113765795929718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3844113765795929718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-2008.html' title='In 2008...'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4910330255402837632</id><published>2008-12-18T11:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:21:34.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>California Westwood?</title><summary type='text'>My favourite fashion designer just asked Baywatch actress/illusionist assistent, Pamela Anderson, to star in her new campaign.No offense to Pamela, but since when does a California girl woman match punk-rock Victorian style? A good designer/muse marriage is hard to find, but Charlize Theron and Dior did it! I'm wondering if Pamela's boobs fit any of Westwood's tight asymmetric dresses.Fascination</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4910330255402837632/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4910330255402837632' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4910330255402837632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4910330255402837632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/california-westwood.html' title='California Westwood?'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SUoyJ5AXHFI/AAAAAAAAANU/Lb5dJDIP2WE/s72-c/redl_231_size_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-6334637072904632382</id><published>2008-12-05T17:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:52:29.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted: old news</title><summary type='text'>Translation: Balkenende takes recession into account Either Balkenende is slow-witted, or the journalist just don't know how to name his article, or the article should have been published like one year ago.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6334637072904632382/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=6334637072904632382' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6334637072904632382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6334637072904632382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/spotted-old-news.html' title='Spotted: old news'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/STlaaxy65oI/AAAAAAAAANM/xuCSiMjw-Yw/s72-c/lol.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4445713293286722048</id><published>2008-11-03T22:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:43:40.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly one year ago,</title><summary type='text'>I left my safe place to unravel the daily pursuits at the other side of the world. For once, I did not worry about my day, what to cook for tonight, who to meet tomorrow and how I would survive without knowing anything. Not even the language. I denied the system I've known for all my life.Now, one year later, everything's unchanged before my travelogue. Or maybe the worries have become a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4445713293286722048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4445713293286722048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/exactly-one-year-ago.html' title='Exactly one year ago,'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-102430458755874272</id><published>2008-10-28T00:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:31:23.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Leda,</title><summary type='text'>Where are you? Where did you plan to go last Saturday morning after I opened the door? Is there a cat valhalla out there that we did not know of? Did you see some hot cat walking by and went after him?It's been three days. Please come back. I promise to buy more Sheba for you.xxPs. Sorry for teasing you so much, but that's only because you're so huggable.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/102430458755874272/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=102430458755874272' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/102430458755874272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/102430458755874272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/cat-returns.html' title='Dear Leda,'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SQZOOJZ-ITI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HPjM255ecQk/s72-c/Leda2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3867929952882250469</id><published>2008-10-25T23:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:54:07.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home, again</title><summary type='text'>It's been six days and 15 hours since I've set foot back on the land of cows and wooden clogs. First impression from the airport: cold!For two weeks I've been cruising around California, Arizona, Nevada and Utah on a rented 'Chevy' Trailblazer. Saw too many squirrels, deers and raccoons. Saw too little of the national parks and the cities I went to. Next time I'll think about adding one more week</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3867929952882250469/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3867929952882250469' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3867929952882250469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3867929952882250469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-home-again.html' title='Back home, again'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4077551348048194936</id><published>2008-09-25T00:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:59:55.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life size poster of D.</title><summary type='text'>It started as a joke. But apparently I will be getting a poster of the following picture in bus stop ad format.Sealed. Signed. And delivered. Where shall I hang it? :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4077551348048194936/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4077551348048194936' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4077551348048194936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4077551348048194936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-size-poster-of-d.html' title='Life size poster of D.'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SNrFx5dmw6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/5SczgZhsCHw/s72-c/david_beckham_500x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5194639530134846526</id><published>2008-09-03T21:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:52:03.192+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><summary type='text'>Either I work with noobs...-or-I work with people who think I'm a noob.Both situations suck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5194639530134846526/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5194639530134846526' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5194639530134846526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5194639530134846526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-61537414753507255</id><published>2008-08-11T23:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:04:35.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Extraordinary voice, nice looks and charisma 'imperfect' careless yet sexy.And she can blog too.Meet:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/61537414753507255/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=61537414753507255' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/61537414753507255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/61537414753507255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/08/extraordinary-voice-nice-looks-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SKCpT0SjYLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/i0cZWCH455Q/s72-c/Highrezcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4237980893857795183</id><published>2008-08-08T20:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:53:13.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>8-8-8</title><summary type='text'>The disadvantage of an Olympic Games opening in Asia is... the time difference.How can I watch the freaking ceremony on a freaking work day afternoon?"Wait a minute boss. I need to check something out." (Gone for the "toilet" for over an hour)Exactly. And of course YouTube keeps an eye on anything that looks like a secret video shot of the ceremony. However...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4237980893857795183/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4237980893857795183' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4237980893857795183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4237980893857795183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/08/8-8-8.html' title='8-8-8'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7274100207884563349</id><published>2008-08-01T23:22:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:41:59.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Roof, windows, walls</title><summary type='text'>Home. When do you call a place 'home'? Dictionary.com defines it as the following.adverb, verb, homed, hom·ing.–noun- a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household.But also. - the place in which one's domestic affections are centered. Judging from the last definition, that place could be anywhere. Geographically my home moved all over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7274100207884563349/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7274100207884563349' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7274100207884563349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7274100207884563349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/08/roof-windows-walls.html' title='Roof, windows, walls'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SJOHcxRZpoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N1jrYwUgGrQ/s72-c/close-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7406444048261197364</id><published>2008-07-22T17:54:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:55:15.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic-y?</title><summary type='text'>Aloha. Did a bit of small lay-out upgrade here as I got fed up with my previous one. It just need a little bit of tweaking. But that's for when yours truly feels a bit better then today.Three words: ill, stress, job.Chose another blogger template. *I heart blossom. :-)*Credits to this wonderful blogger templates website.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7406444048261197364/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7406444048261197364' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7406444048261197364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7406444048261197364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/07/comic-y.html' title='Comic-y?'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-220819380581648239</id><published>2008-06-10T18:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:42:45.248+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange, orange, orange</title><summary type='text'>Biking along the long Marnixstreet, a guy in orange shirt which says "Hup Holland Hup" passed me by. He seemed confused, sweeping himself over the pavement.Last night was indeed a huge victory. 3-0.... 3-0!There he was, the football supporter, a victim of his own enthusiasm, swept away by national success. Probably student, or jobless, or just really confused. And me, just like ten other people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/220819380581648239/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=220819380581648239' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/220819380581648239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/220819380581648239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/06/orange-orange-orange.html' title='Orange, orange, orange'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SE6uUafG7VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/d0yiVswYUUg/s72-c/sinaasappel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-2752815996229794907</id><published>2008-05-18T17:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:24:38.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Career change</title><summary type='text'>Moved to a new work environment, 'cos I've set my eyes on a new branch. Not too familiar with the field, but my writing experience and media knowledge should do (for now). Love the fact that lunch (and breakfast + snacks + fruits) is free. AND, I no longer need to worry about my care insurance...Ah, most important: the office is just five minutes biking away. Bye bye rush hour!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2752815996229794907/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=2752815996229794907' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2752815996229794907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2752815996229794907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/05/career-change.html' title='Career change'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7213182292024696700</id><published>2008-04-25T14:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:36:55.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgische geneugten</title><summary type='text'>The Atonium. How long it's been since I saw you for the last time! I must have been 5.And together with this memory I brought back home a box of Belgian butter waffles and a limited edition box of delights, also known as Godiva chocolates. (Me: Don't put it in your mouth like they're ordinary chocolates! You have to TASTE them! R.: Er... ok.)Another Belgian delight: 28th of April Soulwax in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7213182292024696700/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7213182292024696700' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7213182292024696700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7213182292024696700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/04/belgische-geneugten.html' title='Belgische geneugten'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/SBHN80lAdnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/E1YBNb2TA_4/s72-c/Afb040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-825591738033613659</id><published>2008-02-19T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:37:30.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, money, living</title><summary type='text'>Choose life, choose a job, choose a career. For two weeks I sat at home:doing housekeepingsurfing the internetbrowsing through job vacancies for funplaying hide and seek with the catcollecting recipes but never cook thembrowsing through job vacancies... without the fun part.Yup, it's time to get on the road again.I took the first job I could get: fixing incoming ADSL orders in a system that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/825591738033613659/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=825591738033613659' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/825591738033613659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/825591738033613659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/02/work-money-living.html' title='Work, money, living'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-2359957839034253450</id><published>2008-02-11T23:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:46:21.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>27th of January, walking through the Marnix street, Amsterdam. A crow came out between two cars and it scared the sh*t out of me. "Damn, I forgot we have birds in the Netherlands," I said. Welcome back, girl.Now two weeks later, my experiences in the Far East is nothing more then a lingering thought that appears now and then. The souvenirs are gone, just like a part of the evidence of my trip, my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2359957839034253450/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=2359957839034253450' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2359957839034253450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2359957839034253450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/02/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-255060846099103759</id><published>2008-01-03T17:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T18:17:07.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown 2007</title><summary type='text'>My first New Year's Eve abroad had to be awesome. That was for sure. No gathering in small groups: I wanted firework, people and music. The best place to witness these ingredients was at the countdown party of O2 Culture: the Yen Countdown party.2.000 dancing people in the center of the hip industrial art area 798 (Chaoyang district). I couldn't have asked for more! Whee!The best part is that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/255060846099103759/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=255060846099103759' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/255060846099103759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/255060846099103759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-2007.html' title='Countdown 2007'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/R30VNR28a3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gJlAv8u52ZI/s72-c/CIMG2482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4934932774558715792</id><published>2007-12-19T17:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T18:02:25.798+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home?</title><summary type='text'>Can you keep a little secret?I hated being here. Surrounded by people who had no idea. How much I long for my own home.Familiar faces were no longer in reach. Dealing with the unknown language was tiring. And what's up with the spitting?Now that homesickness is fading away. And the unslept spot in my bed is no longer a missing, but just extra space, the subtile beauty of my surrounding is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4934932774558715792/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4934932774558715792' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4934932774558715792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4934932774558715792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='Home?'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/R2lKvB28a2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0e9X8sFN5u0/s72-c/CIMG2365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3600557180191793252</id><published>2007-12-06T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:28:00.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sychronic pop dancing</title><summary type='text'>Apparently it's common in China to gather at some public space and do something fun together. I always assumed they would do things like Tai Chi or play chess. Never thought they are quite advanced in that area.Schoolmate C. and I witnessed this modern public practice today at shopping district Xizhimen. To stand in such a huge place and watch them dance synchronically in the cold (it was -2 °C).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3600557180191793252/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3600557180191793252' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3600557180191793252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3600557180191793252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/12/sychronic-dancing.html' title='Sychronic pop dancing'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1729700033130544474</id><published>2007-11-23T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:33:02.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peking roast duck</title><summary type='text'>What's the one thing you'll definitely have to do in the capital city of China?Eat Peking duck of course!!Or that's what people keep saying (mostly tourists, mind you). We, the explorers, were told that eating roast duck has to be done at the largest duck restaurant of the city, a.k.a. Hepingmen Quanjude Peking Duck restaurant. It's located just a block away from Tian'anmen square, right above </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1729700033130544474/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1729700033130544474' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1729700033130544474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1729700033130544474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/11/peking-roast-duck.html' title='Peking roast duck'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/R0bwDp781qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DmYvkcOGam8/s72-c/CIMG2164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-6356875755718807556</id><published>2007-11-20T15:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:39:51.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two faced city</title><summary type='text'>On the airplane to Beijing, I told friend L. how much I will miss sandwiches from Subway Express. Bread? No, rice is all I shall eat from now on. Even though noodles are a perfect substitution (I heart noodles), still the thought of eating oriental food every single day is strangling. Subway, where art thou! Luckily (and shockingly) I found a franchise in business district Xidan. A week later I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6356875755718807556/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=6356875755718807556' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6356875755718807556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6356875755718807556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-faced-city.html' title='Two faced city'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/R0WRA5781kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kBHLi60Mlh8/s72-c/CIMG2154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8582835415864595321</id><published>2007-11-12T16:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:28:01.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Limited surfing</title><summary type='text'>The city has it all: trendy clubs, the Olympics, fake Hugo Boss bags. But there is just one thing I can't get a hold of. Internet censorship.For example, I can update my Blogger, but viewing my own weblog is a huge no-no.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8582835415864595321/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8582835415864595321' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8582835415864595321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8582835415864595321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/11/limited-surfing.html' title='Limited surfing'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RzhwMozs7wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/u3_eqXKsbB0/s72-c/internetcensuur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8669508998374498361</id><published>2007-11-11T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T18:16:30.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Food porn</title><summary type='text'>Being raised with Chinese food, I have always thought that there is just one cuisine for whole China...But I couldn't be more wrong.Aside from the so-called 'tourist snacks' (see picture) like fried scorpions, cockroaches and grasshoppers at the Dong Hua Man Night market, Beijing offers a different style of food then I'm used to.For example, my Mandarin teacher doesn't know what dim sums </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8669508998374498361/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8669508998374498361' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8669508998374498361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8669508998374498361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/11/food-porn.html' title='Food porn'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RzcxdYzs7tI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tWahFE9XxQs/s72-c/CIMG1863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4101347538727566873</id><published>2007-11-05T11:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:31:43.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><summary type='text'> Bicycles, noisy cars, grey buildings and streets covered in fog. The popcorn seller on the street, the children with yellow pets heading for school at 7.30 AM and the beautiful dog with the ugly owner. Yes, this is Beijing. I have arrived at the capital city of China. The place to be in 2008. I'm one step ahead of the Olympic tourists and I will also leave again before the big happening. A last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4101347538727566873/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4101347538727566873' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4101347538727566873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4101347538727566873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/11/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RzHYRXOpQgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WK88MofkGrA/s72-c/CIMG1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4104450455456604723</id><published>2007-10-25T22:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:42:33.038+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack &amp; move</title><summary type='text'>Some stuff over here, some stuff over there. Did I mention I hate moving?No, it's not the moving I hate. I welcome new environment. It's the moving itself I dislike so much. Packing my books, clothes and dvd's is already a pain in the ...., now I'm also stuck with kitchen ware. Not to mention finding boxes for my new addiction: shoes. No way I'm throwing my Vivienne Westwood boots between the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4104450455456604723/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4104450455456604723' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4104450455456604723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4104450455456604723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/10/pack-move.html' title='Pack &amp; move'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8155102028237333000</id><published>2007-10-08T16:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:37:51.557+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The graduated &amp; the restlessness</title><summary type='text'>Five years. The period of time I have worked and waited (while stressed) to say the following:I'm no longer a student!No words that can describe my excitement. No gesture that can calm down this itchy feeling in my stomach. The paths before me are wide and open. I'm free! Hello world!...Or that was what I thought a week ago. Give this enthusiastic ex-student one week of SAP work and her blind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8155102028237333000/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8155102028237333000' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8155102028237333000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8155102028237333000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/10/graduated-restlessness.html' title='The graduated &amp; the restlessness'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8476099254278783519</id><published>2007-09-20T11:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T11:59:34.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme des Garcons guerella store</title><summary type='text'>Comme des Garcons opened a concept store at The Hague. It stays open til end September.How come this brilliant news didn't reach me until now? Where was I the whole time? Living under a rock?!Not that I can afford a Comme des Garcons any time now, not even with the 20% discount all buyers get this month, but it's nice to see a Rei Kawakubo collection in the Netherlands. It's like seeing Karl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8476099254278783519/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8476099254278783519' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8476099254278783519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8476099254278783519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/09/comme-des-garcons-guerella-store.html' title='Comme des Garcons guerella store'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RvJELg66quI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Mdk4zGEM0oI/s72-c/1182331593_11012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-2763588189882205070</id><published>2007-09-05T16:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:43:22.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip students, old me</title><summary type='text'>One thing to say:I've finished my graduate paper!Or actually there is one other thing. I went to school to hand in the damn 81 pages long thing when I noticed the many new students. And guess what? They were dressed like they have to get up on the runway any minute. I thought I looked neutral with a River Island shirt and jeans, but somehow couldn't help but feel alienated between these skinny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2763588189882205070/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=2763588189882205070' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2763588189882205070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2763588189882205070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/09/hip-students-old-me.html' title='Hip students, old me'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1926241107070191206</id><published>2007-08-31T23:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:05:35.897+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape, escape!</title><summary type='text'>Confession: I've been blogging a lot lately just to avoid my main task this week. Finishing my graduate paper, that is. And I have to have it done by Tuesday or else this universe explodes and mankind will die.Joke.Or else I have to wait til February to deliver my paper. And that's so not how I want things to end.While I'm sitting here behind my new laptop on a Friday night, and the boyfriend is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1926241107070191206/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1926241107070191206' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1926241107070191206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1926241107070191206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/08/escape-escape.html' title='Escape, escape!'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1572646693301927461</id><published>2007-08-30T15:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T15:49:56.984+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason I can't stop looking at this YouTube video featuring Peace the polar bear. Just look at his cute wobbling at the end. Apparently they made an one-hour documentary about him. A friend of mine watched that during a flight to Shanghai. He must be famous (the polar bear, not friend).Don't ask me what the voice-over guy is saying. I don't know Japanese. Someone who can translate this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1572646693301927461/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1572646693301927461' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1572646693301927461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1572646693301927461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-some-reason-i-cant-stop-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3721767274647444795</id><published>2007-08-28T15:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T16:02:34.362+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brit fan</title><summary type='text'>Why don't we have a Starbucks?That's the one thing I always wondered about. Germany has one. England has one. And what about us Dutchies? You can imagine my enthusiasm when I bought my first Starbucks mug at Hull, UK. During my visit I got myself a few ice coffees over there. That is also something I really miss in the Netherlands: good 'n cold coffee. Now that I'm at it, where are the good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3721767274647444795/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3721767274647444795' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3721767274647444795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3721767274647444795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/08/brit-fan.html' title='Brit fan'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RtQnW1levBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LeXKnAO4HsU/s72-c/CIMG1661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8175555286000938745</id><published>2007-08-09T01:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T01:55:51.716+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwahahaha !</title><summary type='text'>Andy Lau featured in new LG ShineSo when can we expect a Nokia N95 Brad Pitt Special Edition?All jokes aside, those women over there are like every marketeer's dream target group. Just put some hot guy up there for some shiny bling-bling gadget -or it doesn't even have to be a gadget- and those will sell themselves.I know my mum will buy an Andy Lau anytime of the year... *shivers*Thanks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8175555286000938745/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8175555286000938745' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8175555286000938745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8175555286000938745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/08/bwahahaha.html' title='Bwahahaha !'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RrpV9VWbEdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Ni5F4TOV4v0/s72-c/lg_shine_andy_lau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-9035449756929585179</id><published>2007-07-25T21:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:40:54.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, dance, dance</title><summary type='text'>Time to take out the party animal in meh! The festival I'm attending this year will be *drum rolls*MysterylandList of dj's I'm dying to see:- TIGA!!! (missed him at 05 days off. In my own town for crying out loud!)- Felix da Housecat ("Sweet seduction in a magazine...")- Erol Alkan (The most talked about dj from London)- Boys Noize (eRole Attackkkkk!)List of dj's I'll probably visit:- Dr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/9035449756929585179/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=9035449756929585179' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/9035449756929585179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/9035449756929585179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/07/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance, dance, dance'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-405945357774039743</id><published>2007-07-25T02:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T02:49:43.688+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Valse bescheidenheid</title><summary type='text'>If you were served a dish of white bread or caviar as a guest, which one would you pick?A voice tells me to go for the first one. Not because I prefer bread over caviar, not because I am allergic to caviar, simply because I'm taught this way. False modesty, Chinese modesty.In my teenage years, an old acquaintance once asked me what I would like for desert: custard, or ice cream of some sort </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/405945357774039743/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=405945357774039743' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/405945357774039743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/405945357774039743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/07/valse-bescheidenheid.html' title='Valse bescheidenheid'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1969475092009318278</id><published>2007-06-26T21:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:23:50.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadgetfreak</title><summary type='text'>Made with my other crappy phone camera.One of my phones died on me today. Even though I didn't use it as much as my default one, I really loved this old Nokia. Damn the vase that fell on it!Maybe it's time to buy another one anyway. Then it hit me: what telephone actually suits my taste?Time to confess. I don't care for the specs. I don't care whether it's 3G, has A2DP or the ability to handle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1969475092009318278/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1969475092009318278' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1969475092009318278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1969475092009318278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/06/gadgetfreak.html' title='Gadgetfreak'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RoFpXAlBHNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iLS_goQvnXY/s72-c/nokia7280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5174759342231071086</id><published>2007-06-06T15:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:41:34.704+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De geneugten van een ster</title><summary type='text'>Just yesterday I realized that Michelin-awarded restaurants aren't all that.Or maybe I shouldn't judge the place just by one menu... And in particular, the main dish: sushi's. The sukiyaki, on the other hand, was delightful.The next time I will stay away from the fish. But, what's the point in going to a Japanese restaurant without tasting its most delicate specialties?Hmm... I'm torn. And in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5174759342231071086/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5174759342231071086' title='5 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5174759342231071086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5174759342231071086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/06/de-geneugten-van-een-ster.html' title='De geneugten van een ster'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/Rma30glBHMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/p_GyaYgrWJo/s72-c/yamazato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3221788787903661471</id><published>2007-06-04T13:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:13:35.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 24</title><summary type='text'>Had I known that organizing my birthday gathering would turn out to be such a stress thing, then I'd rather do nothing else then spending my joyful day at home with a few friends, drinking and chatting. Stubborn as I am though, I decided to go through it anyway.Between all the chaos I forgot the one fact the whole day is based on:me getting old.Just to be clear, I have a phobe for getting old (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3221788787903661471/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3221788787903661471' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3221788787903661471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3221788787903661471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/06/turning-24.html' title='Turning 24'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1937936828850492466</id><published>2007-05-24T15:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:26:39.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><summary type='text'>I have not forgotten you. I'm currently busy trying to merge work, study and social life in a small time span. Hell, don't even ask me what's hot now in music, movies or fashion. My mind's on automatic pilot mode.Holiday and magazines. I need you more then ever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1937936828850492466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1937936828850492466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/05/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3302114400667614077</id><published>2007-05-10T01:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T12:08:46.951+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello stranger</title><summary type='text'>Leaving his Star Wars DVD's and his perfume scented shirt. Taking home my H. Murakami and my favourite Kim Ki-Duk movie. And to think we were strangers one week ago.What if I was Chandler? I can imagine myself acting goofy and cold while being rejected by other men after my many, many failed attempts to flirt away.Fortunately, I am not Chandler.You can't tell, but there is actually a sixpack </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3302114400667614077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3302114400667614077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/05/heart-shaped-glasses.html' title='Hello stranger'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RkJWjpdI16I/AAAAAAAAAFM/7dyvM1sKUa8/s72-c/tha_bf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4668994268185331543</id><published>2007-04-30T19:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:03:04.932+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks of fame</title><summary type='text'>C.: The chief said you have to fill out this form. It's an interview for our magazine.Me: Okay. (thinks) It must be for the website......Or not.Thank you Poeh for this copy! And for noticing this :P.My interview is worth 1/3 page of a Dutch Chinese newspaper. My three weeks of fame. Woohoo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4668994268185331543/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4668994268185331543' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4668994268185331543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4668994268185331543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/three-weeks-of-fame.html' title='Three weeks of fame'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RjYs_quxLJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IDuWHNeKsC0/s72-c/roseline+interview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8802572686564579390</id><published>2007-04-19T00:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T01:02:24.142+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the game, baby</title><summary type='text'>Vietnamese pancakes (banh xeo).Chinese hors d'oeuvres (dim sum).Delicious food courtesy of NoochAnd many more!I *heart* my new assignment. And my new client. More food porn coming up. ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8802572686564579390/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8802572686564579390' title='5 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8802572686564579390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8802572686564579390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-in-game.html' title='Back in the game, baby'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/Riadp_EjocI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Pjb7Cu4lnWA/s72-c/food3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5593254234442517470</id><published>2007-04-14T00:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:56:19.845+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute...</title><summary type='text'>...And probably a better dancer then you are. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5593254234442517470/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5593254234442517470' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5593254234442517470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5593254234442517470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/cute-fluffy-thing.html' title='Cute...'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3683954470666250517</id><published>2007-04-12T18:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:35:08.168+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Afknapper</title><summary type='text'>He: Nevertheless, this is the right moment to apologize.Me: What for?He: Well, six months ago I was in this busy place and I was supposed to call you when I have the chance. And I never did. Now I feel guilty.(... talk talk, about himself and his new house with the pretty sight...)He: Here is a picture of me in China.Me: Where were you in China?He: In Beijing and then I backpacked to Shanghai.(..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3683954470666250517/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3683954470666250517' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3683954470666250517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3683954470666250517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/afknapper.html' title='Afknapper'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5035798088406910131</id><published>2007-04-05T20:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:56:25.504+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How to save intimacy</title><summary type='text'>"I'm afraid the tickets are sold out," said the nice guy at Boudisque."I'm afraid he tickets are sold out," said the nice girl at Paradiso.I guess the next time I'll see The Fray is at a large concert hall with 5.000 hysterically yelling fifteen years old girls.There's really no way to reach them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5035798088406910131/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5035798088406910131' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5035798088406910131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5035798088406910131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-to-save-intimacy.html' title='How to save intimacy'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RhVEkLIgLKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oJ_cDTpWJXA/s72-c/the_fray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8031046425291517456</id><published>2007-04-04T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T18:01:48.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In her shoes</title><summary type='text'>Replacing a Cosmopolitan subscription with that of Elle is not without risk. Expect your wardrobe capacity to shrink, your shoe collection to double and to see red digits in your bank statement. However, the side effect is that you will feel soooo damn good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8031046425291517456/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8031046425291517456' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8031046425291517456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8031046425291517456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-her-shoes.html' title='In her shoes'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RhPEirIgLJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BWWWA_tH5zE/s72-c/shopping1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5838252238821274091</id><published>2007-03-26T03:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T14:16:19.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG!!1! part I: Uit de oude doos</title><summary type='text'>To continue with my current You Tube-addiction, lookie what I found! Just to be clear, you have to be quite Asian to understand my enthusiasm. :-)It must be ten years ago when I sang this on my niece's karaoke box. From the disc that was freshly imported from Hong Kong. With all of Jacky's hits on it.Now I know it's not quite rock 'n roll, but back then this song was quite a huge deal, seeing two</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5838252238821274091/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5838252238821274091' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5838252238821274091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5838252238821274091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/03/zomg-part-i-uit-de-oude-doos.html' title='ZOMG!!1! part I: Uit de oude doos'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5733848255357359654</id><published>2007-03-18T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:42:38.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Mac in my top!</title><summary type='text'>Funneh! Although they should change the title to 'How To Get Any Geek Anywhere'. ;) Watch the original version here featuring Mr JT.Thanks Techie Diva.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5733848255357359654/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5733848255357359654' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5733848255357359654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5733848255357359654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-mac-in-my-top.html' title='It&apos;s a Mac in my top!'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-6185197183214224418</id><published>2007-03-15T02:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T04:04:28.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's oh-so quiet</title><summary type='text'>It seems that I'm too lazy for a weekly update or what! Working, getting distracted from my study assignment and suffering from a heatstroke on the first sunny day in Holland occupied my past boring days. How I managed to experience the last one at like 15 °C I'll never know. I'm still recovering.Also, I'm getting ahead of my China trip plan. Your what?Right, I'm moving my lazy butt to Beijing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6185197183214224418/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=6185197183214224418' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6185197183214224418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/6185197183214224418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-oh-so-quiet.html' title='It&apos;s oh-so quiet'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RfiyGqkh1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/p6w2qDPp9PA/s72-c/74364117_124d5e901d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-343689565388577503</id><published>2007-03-06T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T17:54:18.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodporn &amp; travel</title><summary type='text'>Seriously, I can look at this Flickr section for hours.Food somehow always reminds me of travelling. Yes, it is that time of the year again: travel itches. I have Copenhagen on my mind. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/343689565388577503/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=343689565388577503' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/343689565388577503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/343689565388577503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/03/foodporn-travel.html' title='Foodporn &amp; travel'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1087390780941883909</id><published>2007-02-20T06:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T06:57:32.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the tram</title><summary type='text'>Italian man: 對不起.Me: (thinking) Did this man just say excuse me in Chinese?I stood up from my seat to let him out.Italian man: 謝謝!Me: (thinking) Oh my God! He is talking Mandarin to me!Me: ... Er... er... (thinking) Damnit! How do you say you're welcome?!Me: Hai! (thinking) Did I just talk Japanese back? Airhead!Italian man: *smile*Me: *smile*Call me naïve, but how often does an Italian walks up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1087390780941883909/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1087390780941883909' title='4 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1087390780941883909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1087390780941883909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-tram.html' title='In the tram'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8918152856835591944</id><published>2007-02-16T23:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:58:53.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fang Ji Wei - Yuan Cang Tian Bian Le Xing</title><summary type='text'>People still email me because of an entry I posted back in 2003. Unasked publicity over one mp3. Thank you Google for making everything so traceable.So for those who ended up here from a dreadful internet search: here is the song you're looking for. Now go nuts and stop harassing my Gmail adress.Now back to my Friday night fun. Woohoo...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8918152856835591944/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8918152856835591944' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8918152856835591944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8918152856835591944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/fang-ji-wei-yuan-cang-tian-bian-le-xing.html' title='Fang Ji Wei - Yuan Cang Tian Bian Le Xing'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7780802982667519788</id><published>2007-02-14T02:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:12:40.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf!!!</title><summary type='text'>Arctic Monkeys coming to AmsterdamI'm there!(Just wish me luck with getting tickets...)Update: I'm not going to be there. Waited for three hours on a freezing Saturday morning only to find out the tickets are sold out. Check out the freakishly long queue here. I think I'm somewhere at 1.24, looking quite cranky. Ah, my 0,5 second of fame. And I blew it.I'm quite upset. Cos all you people are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7780802982667519788/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7780802982667519788' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7780802982667519788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7780802982667519788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/wtf.html' title='Wtf!!!'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RdJpwPGBBMI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ey8JK0cJ0So/s72-c/arctic-monkeys-1_article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4062667614583460649</id><published>2007-02-12T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:22:59.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A good start of the day...</title><summary type='text'>Begins by accidentally taking melatonin instead of aspirin...It's going to be a loooong day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4062667614583460649/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4062667614583460649' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4062667614583460649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4062667614583460649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-start-of-day.html' title='A good start of the day...'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-2349733576787904069</id><published>2007-02-08T03:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T03:25:50.995+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy hands</title><summary type='text'>One thing I miss about Hong Kong -besides food and the shops- is the huge offer of beauty and health products. I always enjoyed shopping at one of those many, many Watson's or Sasa stores. There is always an excuse to stop by: buy beverages, getting pulled in by a hyperactive shop attendent or looking for cute nothings like Japanese blotting papers or fruit masks. (Source: Wikipedia) I ended up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2349733576787904069/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=2349733576787904069' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2349733576787904069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2349733576787904069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/itchy-hands.html' title='Itchy hands'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RcqFXPFDqRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oCvPWxe_qos/s72-c/800px-Watsons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3917907895496246895</id><published>2007-02-02T01:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:04:23.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth-day</title><summary type='text'>S.: I'm not buying a house anymore.Me: Oh.S.: Having a driving license is my first priority now. I can't afford two things at a time.Me: You can rent an appartment. I'm renting too.S.: *rolls eyes*Today was one of those days where I felt like blaring out anything. Just anything that comes up in mind. Even when it's not appreciated. 'Truth-day' is what I call them.FIY: to achieve Truth-day I need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3917907895496246895/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=3917907895496246895' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3917907895496246895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3917907895496246895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/02/truth-day.html' title='Truth-day'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4997095045145165024</id><published>2007-01-31T02:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T03:10:04.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A taste of my roots</title><summary type='text'>(source: Pierceallison.co.uk)Being elsewhere. Anonymous in a metropolis. Getting lost in a mass of people. Right now I'm working on a plan to realize one of my dreams. How abstract it seems a few years ago, how clear the vision is now.To be continued.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4997095045145165024/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4997095045145165024' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4997095045145165024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4997095045145165024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/taste-of-my-roots.html' title='A taste of my roots'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/Rb_3WhDD96I/AAAAAAAAACw/4wqnBkiJQQU/s72-c/beijing_piersallison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-1753209608511790875</id><published>2007-01-26T02:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T03:50:39.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure chest</title><summary type='text'>So Paris Hilton have her stuff exposed on the internet. We're talking about pictures, diaries and more secret tapes apparently.I too coincidentally found my own well-kept box of history called 'My documents'. Just now I dug up some old pictures from my previous computer I had long forgotten. Screenshots of conversations with my ex and an old friend. My old website. Photoshop used to be a passion,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1753209608511790875/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=1753209608511790875' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1753209608511790875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/1753209608511790875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/treasure-chest.html' title='Treasure chest'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RblsCRDD95I/AAAAAAAAACk/MhHL-7oo3QE/s72-c/confidential1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5113006435951945393</id><published>2007-01-22T02:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T04:25:04.967+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Litre of tears indeed</title><summary type='text'>In case you're wondering, that's not Kyoko Fukada I want to slap my two friends who brought Japanese drama's back in my life. Desperately downloading each episode, having my hard drive space eaten up, while constantly fixating my eyes on my computer screen. And it's not like I'm rarely seen behind my computer.I got intrigued by this drama called 1 Litre of Tears (1 Litre no Namida ), after this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5113006435951945393/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5113006435951945393' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5113006435951945393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5113006435951945393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-litre-of-tears-indeed.html' title='1 Litre of tears indeed'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RbQWdlGZI3I/AAAAAAAAACM/Uvj7PTcX11I/s72-c/1litreoftears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4850565206984416018</id><published>2007-01-19T06:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T06:43:37.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter storm in Holland</title><summary type='text'> Roof almost blown off... for nowReceived calls and messages from people asking me whether my appartment was still intact or not. Er, yeah, most of it. Some airconditiong systems are blown off our roof, so we can't use the heating function for now (according to my neighbour it might catch fire when it's on). But at least I'm save inside and behind my computer. Can't say that for our fellow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4850565206984416018/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4850565206984416018' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4850565206984416018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4850565206984416018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-storm-in-holland.html' title='Winter storm in Holland'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RbBWAVGZI2I/AAAAAAAAACA/McpDrMmVcxE/s72-c/storminhetland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-558764275215420679</id><published>2007-01-18T04:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:07:33.648+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friends"</title><summary type='text'>Friends. What a great show. You know, one of the reasons why I dig it is the way the leading characters hang out with each other. Their behaviour characterized them for who they are. For instance, I bet you probably have a Chandler in your group -the one who's most likely to draw attention with sarcastic comments. I know I do.Early evening I found myself wandering through the city, waiting for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/558764275215420679/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=558764275215420679' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/558764275215420679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/558764275215420679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/between-friends.html' title='&quot;Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8329352871166008117</id><published>2007-01-04T01:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T03:52:35.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Five things you didn't know... about me</title><summary type='text'>Golly, I've been tagged by dear friend 'Youri' to expose some facts about myself you probably didn't know. Well, not being the most mysterious one myself, it's hard to come up with some juicy details. But what the heck, I'll try!I take naps with my Friends-dvd's on. I can't sleep without mumbling along with the quotes (yes, most of the time I know what's coming up!).When I was little, none of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8329352871166008117/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8329352871166008117' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8329352871166008117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8329352871166008117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2007/01/five-things-you-didnt-know-about-me.html' title='Five things you didn&apos;t know... about me'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-3273608392364749183</id><published>2006-12-31T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:26:59.985+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2007: Year of the Boar</title><summary type='text'>I plead for a quiet and peaceful 2007. We complained too much in the past years.Enough with the dry, cynical, grumpy, dissatisfied and sarcastic mentality.Talking about peace, boars happen to be the most peaceful animal of the Chinese zodiac. Just something you need to know. :DHappy new year! Spread joy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3273608392364749183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/3273608392364749183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/2007-year-of-boar.html' title='2007: Year of the Boar'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-2048110971821490565</id><published>2006-12-26T02:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:46:20.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2006: tough question</title><summary type='text'>"So, how's your dad at the moment?"A simple question. Or so it seems. But only because it's out of its context.After months of working up enough courage, I asked this to a friend today whom the very question was meant for. Maybe because it's Christmas, maybe I couldn't hide my sympathy any longer. Okay, this all happened on MSN Messenger (his phone was off and he clicked me) , maybe that made it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2048110971821490565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/2048110971821490565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-2006-tough-question.html' title='Christmas 2006: tough question'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-4459639849402156065</id><published>2006-12-20T00:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:59:42.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod horror</title><summary type='text'>Is it just me or does the above picture also break your heart? If you feel offensed in some way, don't click here to watch the video demo and see the result...*shivers* :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4459639849402156065/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=4459639849402156065' title='7 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4459639849402156065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/4459639849402156065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/ipod-horror.html' title='iPod horror'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RYh8sHXPtqI/AAAAAAAAABs/pR-8nNXOTYk/s72-c/247d_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7710728432341757928</id><published>2006-12-19T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:31:37.181+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'>You</title><summary type='text'>I couldn't open one website without seeing the following headline:Time: "You are the person of the year!" (And sorry for doing this again to you).Some breaking news huh? One question though. Why is Time coming up with this now?The editors are right. You are the person of the year, if not, all the time! How do I know? I had to hear it all the time during my five years at college. Media companies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7710728432341757928/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7710728432341757928' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7710728432341757928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7710728432341757928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-8667164049717942899</id><published>2006-12-17T21:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:15:19.355+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Writer's Block</title><summary type='text'>I'm not busy and I have too much free time on my hand. So there you go. Then why didn't you update this blog? Well, I had a post prepared which involved some Chinese characters, but then I found out my template doesn't show them properly. Okay, it didn't show them at all. Now I have two options: a) solve the problem, which is integrating unicode in my blogger template (or something like that) or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8667164049717942899/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=8667164049717942899' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8667164049717942899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/8667164049717942899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/writers-block.html' title='Writer&apos;s Block'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RYWxLXXPtpI/AAAAAAAAABg/CfmdbBfWWBw/s72-c/58068_364_230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-7081530102892562377</id><published>2006-12-05T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:18:04.954+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought (Dutch)</title><summary type='text'> Het wordt mij langzaam maar pijnlijk duidelijk dat ik aan het einde van mijn vredige studentenleven sta. Dat ik straks onbegrijpend luister naar mijn vrienden wanneer ze het over tentamenstress hebben ("Ach, daar sla je je wel doorheen!"). Dat ik straks niet meer zomaar de trein in kan springen op weg naar Rotterdam/Groningen/Maastricht/___ (vul zelf in). Dat ik straks, net als de rest van </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7081530102892562377/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=7081530102892562377' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7081530102892562377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/7081530102892562377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-thought-dutch.html' title='Just a thought (Dutch)'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PpoRiFjrrqM/RXYIE6R70aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Y_JXbE97Uac/s72-c/amsterdam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5414773548149574564</id><published>2006-11-22T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:57:41.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Dutchies</title><summary type='text'>Go do what Paris tells you!IT'S voting time people! And unlike Paris Hilton who actually didn't vote after her input for the American Vote or Die-campagne (note to self: stop reading celebrity gossip!), I am going to. In preperation for my choice of political party, I asked a few friends for theirs. The result is quite diverse. One friend claimed she didn't welcome more mosques in the Netherlands</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5414773548149574564/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5414773548149574564' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5414773548149574564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5414773548149574564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-dutchies.html' title='To the Dutchies'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-5869796806927127057</id><published>2006-11-15T02:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:44:41.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourist in your city</title><summary type='text'> (Source: Bach-online.de)Amsterdam, the city I've lived the longest during my 23 years. Of all the seven Dutch places I have ever called 'home', I feel the best in the capital city. But yet I know so little of my favourite place. Yes, I can point you the best hotspots of the night. But if you ask me where you can find the best pastry shop in town or the most exciting museum of the moment, then I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5869796806927127057/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=5869796806927127057' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5869796806927127057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/5869796806927127057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/11/tourist-in-your-city.html' title='Tourist in your city'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116295177908881129</id><published>2006-11-08T02:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:59.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How to deal with a passion for electro</title><summary type='text'> Erol Alkan, that is... So there's a huge electro party going on this Saturday at 11. Featuring Erol 'The Third DeWaele' Alkan, good ol' Dutch Joost van Bellen and upcoming Belgian band Goose. And still haven't tricked anyone in coming with me. Such a shame, I was thinking about giving away an awesome gift of 1.000 euro for the one who can last the electro filled night with me, but I might keep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116295177908881129/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116295177908881129' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116295177908881129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116295177908881129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-deal-with-passion-for-electro.html' title='How to deal with a passion for electro'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116259748043157971</id><published>2006-11-04T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:58.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanye... that was so not cool</title><summary type='text'>Erm, what the heck was Kanye West thinking?For those who haven't seen the MTV EMA's 2006 yet (in which case I should say: shame on you!) or still don't know what I'm talking about: our dear producer/rapper interrupted French dj-duo Justice from their Best Video-award moment, claiming that he deserves it better with his 1 million dollar videoclip.They say a picture's worth a thousand words:Update:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116259748043157971/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116259748043157971' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116259748043157971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116259748043157971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/11/kanye-that-was-so-not-cool.html' title='Kanye... that was so not cool'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116235106239796084</id><published>2006-11-01T04:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:58.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Women..."</title><summary type='text'>I'm allergic to routine. Yet I long for some peaceful moments when things are starting to change.In most cases I just can't make up my mind...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116235106239796084/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116235106239796084' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116235106239796084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116235106239796084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/11/women.html' title='&quot;Women...&quot;'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116144608588005100</id><published>2006-10-21T17:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:58.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulwax vs Tiga</title><summary type='text'> (Click for large image)It's so fulfilling to see my two most favourite artists having a publicly catfight at MySpace. No worries, though. They are obviously bbf. And those two are having a gig together tonight at I Love Techno. *sobs*I really get the idea that Gent is the place where IT happens. Definitely have to visit it some time soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116144608588005100/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116144608588005100' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116144608588005100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116144608588005100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/10/soulwax-vs-tiga.html' title='Soulwax vs Tiga'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116051683445699239</id><published>2006-10-10T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:57.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern child labour in Chinese games industry</title><summary type='text'>I don't play World of Warcraft myself, but I know a bunch of people (not teenagers, grown-ups) who play it like daily. The thing is, I'm afraid to get sucked into this mmorpg-hype. And since I have the natural ability to get easily addicted to games... Heck, I'm still recovering from my Sims 2 addiction!Anyhow, back to the game: I came across this news about forcing poor kids to play WoW and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116051683445699239/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116051683445699239' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116051683445699239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116051683445699239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/10/modern-child-labour-in-chinese-games.html' title='Modern child labour in Chinese games industry'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-116015444494623535</id><published>2006-10-06T19:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:57.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake surprise</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago my mother brought me some groceries, knowing that I was too ill to do some myself. After she had left I found a small mooncake between the milk, the bread and the vegetables. Such a sweet gesture. Happy Moon Festival.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/116015444494623535/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=116015444494623535' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116015444494623535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/116015444494623535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/10/mooncake-surprise.html' title='Mooncake surprise'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115991525313793703</id><published>2006-10-03T23:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:56.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First gadget conference</title><summary type='text'>Ok, a few posts ago I nagged about how I missed being spoiled by pr-stuff. Not too long after that I got invited by Creative for their press conference. Talking about lucky! Or so I thought... I was going to be picked from the train station to the event location. And so I patiently waited at the station, together with some editors from the Playboy (female &amp; not naked!), a music mag and a games </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115991525313793703/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115991525313793703' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115991525313793703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115991525313793703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-gadget-conference.html' title='First gadget conference'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115914206563011299</id><published>2006-09-25T01:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:56.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal soundtrack</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had a song hunting you? Ever felt that the lyric just fits into your life?I can tell you that mine is 'If I Ever Feel Better' from the French group Phoenix. For two years I can still relate to it. Now and then I would look it up in my iPod, click and listen with a blank mind."It's like somebody took my place..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115914206563011299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115914206563011299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/09/personal-soundtrack.html' title='Personal soundtrack'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115834868055558397</id><published>2006-09-15T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:55.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiiiiiiiii</title><summary type='text'>So the little gamer in me isn't gone yet. I've been following the news about the Nintendo Wii at gamersblogs -out of curiosity-, but none of them said anything about the European release date. Instead they announced the console's releases in the US and Japan (God, I have to live there...). Hello Nintendo, the last time I checked Europe's still on the map!!Anyhow :), Nintendo finally held its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115834868055558397/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115834868055558397' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115834868055558397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115834868055558397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/09/wiiiiiiiii.html' title='Wiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115749341573457690</id><published>2006-09-05T23:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:55.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amsterdam jet set</title><summary type='text'>D.: "How would you like to be as an extra in a commercial?"Me: "Are you kidding me? I love it! How did you arrange this.D.: "From work!"Once you've tasted the glam in the fast pr/media world you just want more. Last week I went to this fashionshow and now this week I get to be an extra. All thanks to friend D. who seems to have made it in her job in a media-company. I really miss those times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115749341573457690/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115749341573457690' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115749341573457690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115749341573457690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/09/amsterdam-jet-set.html' title='The Amsterdam jet set'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115689867402611770</id><published>2006-08-30T02:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:55.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving into the career market</title><summary type='text'>It's official! As of today I'm working for this international publisher as freelance editor for a gadgetrelated newswebsite. And if things go the right way, you might catch my name in here and here. NOT in the headlines, just to be clear! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115689867402611770/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115689867402611770' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115689867402611770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115689867402611770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/diving-into-career-market.html' title='Diving into the career market'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115637617209495478</id><published>2006-08-24T01:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:54.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Go healthy" mood</title><summary type='text'>Not sure where this mood came from, but lately I feel like living healthy again. The student life ends in just a few months for me, and I still have habits of a night owl (sleeping til noon, go to bed at 4 AM). So I dragged friend Y. to test out a few gymns in the city. It didn't quite work out...(After 10 min. on the fitness bike)Y.: Oh.. my... God..., I... can't... go... on... anymore....Me: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115637617209495478/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115637617209495478' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115637617209495478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115637617209495478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/go-healthy-mood.html' title='&quot;Go healthy&quot; mood'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115610887822255492</id><published>2006-08-20T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:54.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rome: a two-sided sword</title><summary type='text'>I got a whole story prepared in my mind, about my unbelievable five days trip in Rome. I was going to tell you about how my holiday was ruined when I got pickpocketed on the first day. That my wallet with inside my credit card and cash was stolen. That I still managed to drag one of the sleezy good-for-nothing thiefs to a carabinieri office, even though she struggled VERY hard. That I got another</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115610887822255492/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115610887822255492' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115610887822255492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115610887822255492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/rome-two-sided-sword.html' title='Rome: a two-sided sword'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115564330682227268</id><published>2006-08-15T13:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:54.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Neffa</title><summary type='text'>Before I put pictures and my Rome report online, you should listen to this current big hit in Italia:Neffa - Il Mondo NuovoEverywhere I came, I heard this song. On MTV, DeeJay (another music channel) and shops. It's quite addictive to listen to.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115564330682227268/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115564330682227268' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115564330682227268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115564330682227268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/neffa.html' title='Neffa'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115508187225516889</id><published>2006-08-09T01:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:53.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rome trip</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, I'm ditching the bad Dutch weather in like... 24 hours, but still have to do a lot of packing, writing, packing, work, work and work. Hell, I haven't even made a Rome route/programme for myself! Look out for some nice piccies of the Vatican City, Michelangelo's works, Colosseum and last but definitely not least, Italian me... er.... food!Ciao!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115508187225516889/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115508187225516889' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115508187225516889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115508187225516889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/rome-trip.html' title='Rome trip'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115488217002350546</id><published>2006-08-06T18:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:53.339+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thnx Jhn</title><summary type='text'>Don't be fooled by the too Dutch name of the band Johan; they've blown me away with their latest album 'Thx Jhn'. It's in stores for a while now.One of my personal highlights of the album is 'Walking Away'. The controversy of the heavy lyric and the nostalgic yet fresh sound appeals me. Check out the video -which is shot at the Piet Heinkade, Amsterdam- here. (OK, it has nothing to do with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115488217002350546/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115488217002350546' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115488217002350546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115488217002350546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/08/thnx-jhn.html' title='Thnx Jhn'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115421358906924335</id><published>2006-07-29T23:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:53.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How being a gadget freak finally pays off</title><summary type='text'>'Dear Roseline, you probably have no clue who I am'. I love it how letters/emails start with this sentence: it adds a mysterious touch to my already exploding curiosity!Some chief editor of a Dutch ICT news website emailed me this morning. He offers me a job as freelance editor for a gadget-related news website. A former editor colleague recommended me and probably confirmed the 'rumours' about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115421358906924335/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115421358906924335' title='4 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115421358906924335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115421358906924335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-being-gadget-freak-finally-pays.html' title='How being a gadget freak finally pays off'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115396148214661962</id><published>2006-07-27T02:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:52.667+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the containers?</title><summary type='text'>Satellite close up NDSM-werf, Amsterdam  According to Google Earth, me and a hundred other students have been living on nothing but a pile of sand since July last year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115396148214661962/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115396148214661962' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115396148214661962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115396148214661962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/where-are-containers.html' title='Where are the containers?'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115378209490184899</id><published>2006-07-25T00:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:52.331+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Make Love</title><summary type='text'>One of the coolest Flickr page I have ever came across: Lovefoxxx, also lead singer of the Brazilian electro pop band CSS (Casei de Ser Sexy). You might want to check out their just-as-cool single "Let's Make Love and Listen to Death From Above" too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115378209490184899/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115378209490184899' title='5 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115378209490184899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115378209490184899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-make-love.html' title='Let&apos;s Make Love'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115309963667346333</id><published>2006-07-17T02:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:51.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Valley 2006</title><summary type='text'> With no expectations or whatsoever I went to Dance Valley last Saturday, just armed with my new camera and the companion of trance hardy J. At nightfall I went back home with sun burnt arms, sore feet and this lovely feeling of being alive. What a great party! Although, there are some minor points about this dance festival: you have to walk like five miles to get there from the bus stop. Imagine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115309963667346333/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115309963667346333' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115309963667346333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115309963667346333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/dance-valley-2006.html' title='Dance Valley 2006'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115291516459163284</id><published>2006-07-14T23:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:51.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer festivals</title><summary type='text'>I hate Melt! Actually I hate the fact I can't be there right now. Just check out the line-up! It's even better then erm... living in Disneyland castle, surrounded by happy happy Disney characters and living on the visitors fees your entire life! Seldom seen this many great artists at the same place at the same time... Lucky Germans...Anyhow, Dancevalley is on my schedule tomorrow. My first big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115291516459163284/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115291516459163284' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115291516459163284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115291516459163284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/summer-festivals.html' title='Summer festivals'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115239912371036627</id><published>2006-07-09T00:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:50.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'>05 Days Off</title><summary type='text'>One of the most exciting festivals in Amsterdam starts in just a few days: the electronic indoor 05 Days Off! (The lil' brother of our neighbour Gent's 10 Days Off (with a more superior line-up)) And guess who's coming on the third day? Yeah baby!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115239912371036627/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115239912371036627' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115239912371036627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115239912371036627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/05-days-off.html' title='05 Days Off'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492220.post-115197914530037383</id><published>2006-07-04T03:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:13:49.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The complicated &amp; the angered</title><summary type='text'>I read his email. Again and again. I click on the reply-button. What to write? His first attempt to contact me in years. No need to screw it up. "C'est la vie". No no, too nonchalant. "Hope to hear more from you." No no, too direct and too much pressure.The adressee of my reply is my long lost stepbrother P. whom -due to a complicated family conflict- never again showed his face to our family. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/feeds/115197914530037383/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492220&amp;postID=115197914530037383' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115197914530037383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492220/posts/default/115197914530037383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-l-i-a.blogspot.com/2006/07/complicated-angered.html' title='The complicated &amp; the angered'/><author><name>Roseline Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14811039875139746215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://members.chello.nl/y.lau3/reflection.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
