<?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-7759138636772194779</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:46:43.661-08:00</updated><category term='Medical'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Featured'/><category term='Fruits'/><category term='Portraits'/><category term='Places'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='History'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Russian'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Outdoors'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Asylum of the Sane</title><subtitle type='html'>take cover: it's a mad world out there</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-620900813619558740</id><published>2008-05-10T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:39.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><title type='text'>Faces of May Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A myriad of faces and expression on May Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The veterans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7hxRMM2YI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KyP4uroWePM/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7hxRMM2YI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KyP4uroWePM/s320/01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205846455831288194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iGxMM2ZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PxGfXn9O2Sk/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iGxMM2ZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/PxGfXn9O2Sk/s320/02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205846825198475666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jubilation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iahMM2aI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DoO7oxDKj90/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iahMM2aI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DoO7oxDKj90/s320/03.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205847164500892066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iyxMM2bI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HXIXO2uNQ_4/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7iyxMM2bI/AAAAAAAAAZo/HXIXO2uNQ_4/s320/04.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205847581112719794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gratitude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jHhMM2cI/AAAAAAAAAZw/S8ig1kOXdXQ/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jHhMM2cI/AAAAAAAAAZw/S8ig1kOXdXQ/s320/05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205847937595005378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perseverance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jdhMM2dI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/s05afc_HRZ0/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jdhMM2dI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/s05afc_HRZ0/s320/06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205848315552127442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jxhMM2eI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RqxFnPoRNHo/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7jxhMM2eI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RqxFnPoRNHo/s320/07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205848659149511138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Content.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The incumbent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7kYxMM2fI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gp8kvGxd2f8/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7kYxMM2fI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gp8kvGxd2f8/s320/08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205849333459376626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ambition.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rookies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7k4xMM2gI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rn6UaWeykjo/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7k4xMM2gI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rn6UaWeykjo/s320/09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205849883215190530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7lMRMM2hI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rNjQ-GoyDVY/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7lMRMM2hI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rNjQ-GoyDVY/s320/10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205850218222639634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspiration.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-620900813619558740?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/620900813619558740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=620900813619558740' title='68 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/620900813619558740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/620900813619558740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/05/faces-of-may-day.html' title='Faces of May Day'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD7hxRMM2YI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KyP4uroWePM/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>68</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-8153894562161516731</id><published>2008-05-09T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:45.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><title type='text'>Victory Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The 9th of May is known in Europe as Victory Day, or plainly as May Day. It marks the end of World War 2 in Europe where the Allied forces defeated the Axis power in the year of 1945, bringing years of suffering and atrocities to an end as peace reigned over the continent. Since then, this day was celebrated annually in almost every country in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War II is more commonly known as The Great Patriotic War in Russia. It was a war so terrible and devastating that many Russians likened it to the complete extermination of the Russian race, should Hitler's army capture Moscow. With casualty of more than &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_war_2#Casualties.2C_civilian_impact.2C_and_atrocities"&gt;27 million&lt;/a&gt; Soviet lives at the end of the war (easily surpassing Malaysia's population today), it was a do-or-die decision for all Soviet citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory Day in Russia in particular is celebrated in a grandious manner. It is a national holiday much similar to Malaysia's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Merdeka_Day"&gt;Independence Day&lt;/a&gt;, but unlike our bloodless struggle of independence from the British Empire, Victory Day symbolises the victory of Soviet Socialists over Nazi Facists through the strength and determination of the working class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SDyWrBMM2AI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UzN1E6X8fYQ/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200935131600898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SDyWrBMM2AI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UzN1E6X8fYQ/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The emblem of the Great Patriotic War &amp;amp; 9th May. The black-and-white photo shows Soviet soldiers symbolically disposing of Nazi standards at the Red Square in Moscow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the heyday of the Soviet Union, huge military parades were held yearly to commemorate this significant day. Endless columns of war machines would rumble pass the ranks of marching soldiers of the Red Army, and their leaders would salute them gloriously from the heightened podium as the military band played vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2i6hMM2BI/AAAAAAAAAWY/k0rSdwT4pQA/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205495870535817234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2i6hMM2BI/AAAAAAAAAWY/k0rSdwT4pQA/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavy vehicles carrying weapons of mass destruction rolling through the Red Square to the delight of its spectators.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Victory Day Parade was celebrated not only in Moscow, but in nearly every major city and town in Soviet Union. Besides paying tribute to the heroes of World War 2, it also the raised patriotism, and strenghtened faith and confidence in the country's ability to defence itself. The world too would observe mindfully over the potency of the military of the Soviet Union – the message is clear: Don't mess with the USSR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2jnBMM2CI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cexJ-E50wJ4/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205496635039995938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2jnBMM2CI/AAAAAAAAAWg/cexJ-E50wJ4/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Red Army marches on on Victory Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Victory Day military parade in modern Russia was toned down much to the acceptance of the world to show the obviation of old communistic ways. Until the recent year, Victory Day parades were mainly of the army marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2jnRMM2DI/AAAAAAAAAWo/09zsFozyYdM/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205496639334963250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2jnRMM2DI/AAAAAAAAAWo/09zsFozyYdM/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Russian soldiers goose-stepping with much dexterity at the modern day parade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further away from the capital, the people of Kursk also celebrated Victory Day, albeit in a more sober fashion without the pomp and grandeur of Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started of at about 9:30 a.m. at the junction of Karl Marx Street and Lenin Street. When I arrived at the scene, people had already gathered and the crowd was ballooning by the moment. People were wearing ribbons of orange and black stripes and holding flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2kXhMM2EI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CwoUs2H92hA/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205497468263651394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2kXhMM2EI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CwoUs2H92hA/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young cadets to the fore with wreaths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Marx Street was closed off from motorists in the morning to make way for the march. At exactly 10:00 a.m., the march began with the military band leading crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2kshMM2FI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hGHtuxjnCKQ/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205497829040904274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2kshMM2FI/AAAAAAAAAW4/hGHtuxjnCKQ/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The customary brass band. I have a feeling that they are the same guys on Labour Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following closely behind the brass band were officers bearing flags of the military, the country, the former Soviet Union, and the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lDBMM2GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YIMZQpAQrl8/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205498215587960930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lDBMM2GI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YIMZQpAQrl8/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colourful flags decorated the formation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the participants at the head of the march were war veterans dressed smartly in their uniforms, widows and widowers of the fallen, important people and senior citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lWxMM2HI/AAAAAAAAAXI/R08Ggcme7IE/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205498554890377330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lWxMM2HI/AAAAAAAAAXI/R08Ggcme7IE/s320/08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flowers and medals, don't leave home without them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second contingent following the march was, of course, Medvedev's own political party – United Russia. The crowed was awashed with the colours of red, white and blue; the evident presence of who's in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lrhMM2II/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Fn3bke-B_vU/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205498911372662914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2lrhMM2II/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Fn3bke-B_vU/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy Victory Holiday!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is the ruling party, the Opposition would closely follow. Members of the ever watchful Communist Party of the Russian Federation (CPRF) trailed behind as the march moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2l_RMM2JI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GI5h6KE7mL4/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205499250675079314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2l_RMM2JI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GI5h6KE7mL4/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raise the Red flags high.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, the march came to a halt as a the people paid their respect at church. A brief ceremony ensued, and a few priests joined the procession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2nBRMM2LI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-DPfh2RWoQA/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205500384546445490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2nBRMM2LI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-DPfh2RWoQA/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Members of the clergy anticipating the march with their wreath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the contingents reached the World War 2 Memorial Park of Kursk. People had already gathered to witness the event, as well as the mass media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2mnhMM2KI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0Fv6CGu9814/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205499942164813986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2mnhMM2KI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0Fv6CGu9814/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The brass band marched on, uniform bodies lined up at the background.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the park, members of the rest of the contingents were held back from entering the park, as only the brass band marched on to reach the memorial site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2nkhMM2MI/AAAAAAAAAXw/AuPiuXso814/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205500990136834242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2nkhMM2MI/AAAAAAAAAXw/AuPiuXso814/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They kept playing as they approached the destination.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close by, several regiments from various branches of the army had already assembled for the formal ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2oaxMM2NI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b-PxBPprkt8/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205501922144737490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2oaxMM2NI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b-PxBPprkt8/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The drill sergeant inspecting his regiment and shouting orders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon afterwards, a ceremony took place at the WW2 memorial site, where the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eternal_flame"&gt;Eternal Flame&lt;/a&gt; burnt at the foot of the WW2 Obelisk. The national anthem was played, a message was read, and branches of various uniform bodies including the church and large corporate entities laid wreaths to pay tribute in memory of the day the Soviet Union emerged triumphant. Then, regiments of the army performed a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goose_step"&gt;goose-step&lt;/a&gt; march pass before the one-minute moment of silence was held. It was a solemn ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2rQhMM2OI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hXYfelqFhXU/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205505044585961698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2rQhMM2OI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hXYfelqFhXU/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ceremoney taking place in the presence of uniform personnel with the exception of the press.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ceremony continued, the ever-present, ubiquitous and omnipresent propaganda van with hailing loudspeakers echoed the nostalgic sentiments of the past with speeches of patriotism and indebtedness to the departed heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2ryxMM2PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hDpA066l9Sc/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205505632996481266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2ryxMM2PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hDpA066l9Sc/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The propaganda van – you can never miss it anywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony ended, members of the public were allowed to move to the memorial site to lay flowers. The crowd was simply overwhelming. Although it was a bright sunny morning, the atmosphere was sombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2tvxMM2QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/d0BCwSEpB_A/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205507780480129282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2tvxMM2QI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/d0BCwSEpB_A/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flowers were laid at the Eternal Flame (at this photographic angle, the flames were not visible).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Members of the Communist Party laid their wreath and held a vigil at the memorial site with flags of the USSR, banners and portraits of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_stalin"&gt;Joseph Stalin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2uORMM2RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nyF4AbWtGtU/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205508304466139410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2uORMM2RI/AAAAAAAAAYY/nyF4AbWtGtU/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Great Leader immortalised himself through his iron-fist legacy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearby, the crowd moved on to lay flowers at the memorial monument of the tragic &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kursk_submarine"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kursk&lt;/em&gt; nuclear submarine&lt;/a&gt; which sank in August of 2000. The submarine was named after the city of Kursk prior to its tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2umRMM2SI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uMZ1uv0-4zI/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205508716782999842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2umRMM2SI/AAAAAAAAAYg/uMZ1uv0-4zI/s320/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;118 crew members perished aboard the Kursk submarine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veteran officers paid their respect to their fallen comrades by visiting graves at the memorial park, laying flowers and giving military salutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vIhMM2TI/AAAAAAAAAYo/v9K3QT0SEhM/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205509305193519410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vIhMM2TI/AAAAAAAAAYo/v9K3QT0SEhM/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remembering the comrades-in-arms who fell in the line of duty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side, war veterans were also in the limelight as people rushed to get photographs of them taken, while journalists hogged to interview them about their experiences of war and services to the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vdhMM2UI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZsysZ4jGI4A/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vdhMM2UI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZsysZ4jGI4A/s320/21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205509665970772290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once a year, he gets to be on TV.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students and foreigners alike were impatient to have their photographs taken with heroes decorated with medals from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vwxMM2VI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mcK4zDW57XU/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2vwxMM2VI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mcK4zDW57XU/s320/22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205509996683254098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asian chicks really dig old men in smart military uniform.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At approximately noon, the procession came to an end as cadets on guard at the memorial monuments marched out from their posts. A few people lingered on and soon everything was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2wHxMM2WI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wVhVRcSp4K4/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2wHxMM2WI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wVhVRcSp4K4/s320/23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205510391820245346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They must be really smug knowing that I was photographing them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I say foreigners needed to have their photographs taken with veterans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2wdhMM2XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lA-7NPu4e3Q/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SD2wdhMM2XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lA-7NPu4e3Q/s320/24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205510765482400114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheese!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Victory Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-8153894562161516731?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/8153894562161516731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=8153894562161516731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8153894562161516731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8153894562161516731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/05/victory-day.html' title='Victory Day'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SDyWrBMM2AI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/UzN1E6X8fYQ/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-1483501818560355889</id><published>2008-05-07T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:47.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Spaghetti Bolognese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bolognese sauce (&lt;em&gt;ragù alla bolognese&lt;/em&gt; in Italian, also known by its French name &lt;em&gt;sauce bolognaise&lt;/em&gt;) is a meat-based sauce for pasta originating in Bologna, Italy. Bolognese sauce is sometimes taken to be a tomato sauce but authentic recipes have only a very small amount of tomato, perhaps a couple of tablespoons of tomato paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going through some facts about bolognese, I'd decided to pamper myself to some spaghetti bolognese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good rummage through the refridgerator and I quickly assembled the necessary ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCoekDjktXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2KgAFJw0ACU/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200002324531295602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCoekDjktXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2KgAFJw0ACU/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's try some home-cooking!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons of cooking oil.&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, chopped.&lt;br /&gt;1 carrot, chopped.&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, minced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 grams pork, minced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ cup white wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ cup milk.&lt;br /&gt;1¼ tablespoon salt.&lt;br /&gt;¾ tablespoon pepper.&lt;br /&gt;1 pinch nutmeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 medium size tomato, chopped.&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons tomato paste.&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons Heinz® bolognese sauce (this ingredient is cheating, but heck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200 grams spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 7:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup parmesan cheese, freshly grated&lt;br /&gt;1 fresh parsley, chopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCoeRTjktWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uTnRHn22m0A/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200002002408748386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCoeRTjktWI/AAAAAAAAAWA/uTnRHn22m0A/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get your ingredients prepared!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to broth and cook till no longer pink, but do not brown. Drain excess fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to broth and cook till evaporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to broth and cook till evaporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to broth and boil for 2 hours at medium heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodszjktUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/fmaBCVDNGU4/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200001375343523138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodszjktUI/AAAAAAAAAVw/fmaBCVDNGU4/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your bolognese sauce should look like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare by boiling till soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodajjktTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pXhFQWTtdMk/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200001061810910514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodajjktTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/pXhFQWTtdMk/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're almost there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then add bolognese sauce by mixing half to spaghetti and topping with another half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group 7:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top to meal for taste and appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodFTjktSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NVGlTLQZ5CA/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200000696738690338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCodFTjktSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NVGlTLQZ5CA/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spaghetti bolognese.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve meal for 2 person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon appétit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-1483501818560355889?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/1483501818560355889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=1483501818560355889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1483501818560355889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1483501818560355889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/05/spaghetti-bolognese.html' title='Spaghetti Bolognese'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCoekDjktXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/2KgAFJw0ACU/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-5151273964386407549</id><published>2008-05-05T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:49.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><title type='text'>Victory Avenue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I took a walk at a beautiful memorial park at the northern most edge of the city of Kursk, which was named The Victory Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing northward, it is the gateway to Kursk and greets travellers from the next major neighbouring town of Orel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, many of us who travel from Moscow southward to Kursk by land transportation nickname this park 'the Kursk Gate'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi3UjjktRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mSEgennC4_0/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199607333568951570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi3UjjktRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mSEgennC4_0/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victory Avenue – a green park; war machines facing north towards the Triumph Arch located beyond the cathedral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursk is well-known for being the site of the largest tank battle in history (during World War 2) with 2700 Nazi tanks and 3600 Soviet tanks involved. This battle is known as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Kursk"&gt;Battle of Kursk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To commemorate this battle, this park was built and several important monuments erected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At its closer end to the city, a total of 8 weapons of war that contributed to the victory of the Battle of Kursk are showcased, each lined up one by one facing northward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi25zjktPI/AAAAAAAAAVI/VpRfZRefWv4/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199606874007450866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi25zjktPI/AAAAAAAAAVI/VpRfZRefWv4/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Soviet mobile rocket launcher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such examples are the Soviet mobile rocket launcher, mobile anti-air battery, mobile artillery and the famous T-35 heavy battle tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi2lTjktOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YpOYnHWNSgM/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199606521820132578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi2lTjktOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YpOYnHWNSgM/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Soviet mobile anti-air battery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These vehicles displayed serve as a reminder of the sacrifices and brutality of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi12jjktNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ztGPpA4wTJA/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199605718661248210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi12jjktNI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ztGPpA4wTJA/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Soviet mobile artillery piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, victory was their greatest pride despite the lost of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_war_2#Casualties.2C_civilian_impact.2C_and_atrocities"&gt;27 million&lt;/a&gt; Soviet lives at the end of the war, a number exceeding the population of Malaysia today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi1XzjktMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/LOdoPRB9SWA/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199605190380270786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi1XzjktMI/AAAAAAAAAUw/LOdoPRB9SWA/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The signature T-34 main battle tank of the Battle of Kursk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many engraved stones were erected in memory of those who lost their lives during the war, like the one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi1EjjktLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WtOGQpQFxo8/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199604859667788978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi1EjjktLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WtOGQpQFxo8/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written in both Russian and Hebrew, "Right here, in the days of occupation of Kursk by the German-facist aggressors, 443 Soviet civilians were executed by gun-point shooting."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cathedral was built at this site to commemorate the events that transpired during World War 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi0TDjktKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IB9uo3i3H9g/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199604009264264354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi0TDjktKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IB9uo3i3H9g/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cathedral at the memorial park.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been under construction for a very long time; for a while works were put on hold due to the lack of fundings, but now as Russia's economy stabilised, work had resumed and it is now on the verge of completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiz7zjktJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/E8RjO7dA4qc/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199603609832305810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiz7zjktJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/E8RjO7dA4qc/s320/08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A close up view of the achitecture of the cathedral.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior of the cathedral was meticulously done, although not yet finished, I predicted that it would be very beautiful upon completion. On the walls of the cathedral, names of fallen soldiers and civilians were engraved from floor to ceiling in their memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCizpjjktII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/J1i9ufA2rr8/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199603296299693186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCizpjjktII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/J1i9ufA2rr8/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The painting of 8 angels on the ceiling of the dome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area around this memorial park is of high value, and is home to the richer minority of the city, which also complemented its beautiful surrounding and landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiyJzjktFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/7un8opIGsJ4/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199601651327218770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiyJzjktFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/7un8opIGsJ4/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bungalows that lined the side of the park.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on, I reached the another World War 2 monument that honoured fallen Soviet soldiers. Here, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eternal_flame"&gt;Eternal Flame&lt;/a&gt; burnt ceaselessly for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomb_of_the_Unknown_Soldier"&gt;Unknown Soldier&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiytjjktGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RcuQWLj8SyY/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199602265507542114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCiytjjktGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RcuQWLj8SyY/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the many WW2 monuments bearing the Eternal Flame all over Kursk, and the rest of Russia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, that the most distant end of the park stands the focus of my trip: the Triumph Arch, the gateway to Kursk. Built after World War 2 and the re-establishment of the city, this structure is one of the major landmarks of Kursk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixzzjktEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2ZhznJ6KJpM/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199601273370096706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixzzjktEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2ZhznJ6KJpM/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A statue of a horse-riding knight slaying the serpent at the top; 4 warrior of various ages guarding the 4 corners of the arch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before mass transportation was commonplace, vehicles used to pass underneath the arch to the city of Kursk; now it has become a monument, symbol of victory of a war long passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixeDjktDI/AAAAAAAAATs/HeuT1i6y7ms/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199600899707941938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixeDjktDI/AAAAAAAAATs/HeuT1i6y7ms/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The statue of Marshal Zhukov, the Triumph Arch and the cathedral at the distant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the park reached an end, so did my evening stroll at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixJzjktCI/AAAAAAAAATk/HisUap3g2ks/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199600551815590946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCixJzjktCI/AAAAAAAAATk/HisUap3g2ks/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Triumph Arch, the complete picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long walk. I guess I'll take a bus home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-5151273964386407549?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/5151273964386407549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=5151273964386407549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/5151273964386407549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/5151273964386407549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/05/prospectus-of-victory.html' title='Victory Avenue'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCi3UjjktRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/mSEgennC4_0/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-482958906485449841</id><published>2008-05-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:53.540-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><title type='text'>Labour Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Labour Day is an annual holiday celebrated all over the world that resulted from efforts of the labour union movement, to celebrate the economic and social achievements of workers. The majority of countries celebrate Labour Day on May 1, and it is popularly known as May Day and International Workers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration of Labour Day has its origins in the eight hour day movement, which advocated eight hours for work, eight hours for recreation, and eight hours for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was yet another Labour Day at the Russian Federation. Cities and major towns in every state held events and celebrations for the entire day. Parades were a show of esteem and confidence of the working class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning started off damp and chilly, but everyone in Kursk was ready and charged up for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL5yBRhZtI/AAAAAAAAATc/pkx_MVhJh94/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197991557669676754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL5yBRhZtI/AAAAAAAAATc/pkx_MVhJh94/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another damp day for a supposingly great morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most large organisations in Kursk sent a contingent, including my university. Russian and foreign international students alike gathered at the university facade with flags of respective homelands before feeding into the march. The KSMU contingent's theme was to show the diversity of races and nationalities of the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL5BRRhZsI/AAAAAAAAATU/yqpedUeKQ9U/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197990720151054018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL5BRRhZsI/AAAAAAAAATU/yqpedUeKQ9U/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All geared up – the KSMU contingent ready to march.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our contingent march started off at the junction of Karl Marx Street and Lenin Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short stride, I realised that we were the last in line. If I were to move with them, I would miss the parade ahead – so I hurriedly and unconventionally broke off line and headed frontward as the parade moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL4oBRhZrI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ey_Yhw3Hf8E/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197990286359357106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL4oBRhZrI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ey_Yhw3Hf8E/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It wasn't moving any faster, the impatient me thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in front of the KSMU contingent were the contingents of the local police and army from the Kursk barracks, dressed smartly in their training uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL4VBRhZqI/AAAAAAAAATE/ehTpoCNq4gc/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197989959941842594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL4VBRhZqI/AAAAAAAAATE/ehTpoCNq4gc/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young police cadets and military conscripts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much ahead, the parade was more civilian-friendly. People of all age groups and all walks of life moved with the parade; with friends, families and fellow comrades. The mood was generally light and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL3ixRhZpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tSH-_hJE5OE/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197989096653416082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL3ixRhZpI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tSH-_hJE5OE/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colourful balloons and banners decorated the street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on was the contingent of the Federation of the Regional Trade Unions; dressed in their working outfit, carrying banners and placards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL3OxRhZoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/XbxExEx_fSg/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197988753056032386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL3OxRhZoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/XbxExEx_fSg/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The rise in prices is outstripping the growth of salary!" – Federation of the Regional Trade Unions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of them was the contingent of Putin's own political party – United Russia. Most of its participants were youths – young and beaming with energy. The choice of the younger generation of Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL23hRhZnI/AAAAAAAAASs/bpxRNt3n2F4/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197988353624073842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL23hRhZnI/AAAAAAAAASs/bpxRNt3n2F4/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We trust in Russia, we trust in ourselves!" – United Russia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the sidewalk of the street were bystanders and onlookers, all cheering as the parade passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL2dRRhZmI/AAAAAAAAASk/1z7D75QAgDE/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197987902652507746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL2dRRhZmI/AAAAAAAAASk/1z7D75QAgDE/s320/08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice flags. I wonder where they got them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pace and atmosphere of the parade was set by the military brass band which led the contingents to the tune and beat of military march. As always, the pieced played were spirit-lifting and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL2IRRhZlI/AAAAAAAAASc/6Rk5k05Yw7g/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197987541875254866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL2IRRhZlI/AAAAAAAAASc/6Rk5k05Yw7g/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A parade is never complete without the customary brass band.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading the parade were the motorcade consisting of locally made cars, the Lada, and light vehicles, as well as the ever-present, ubiquitous and omnipresent propaganda van with hailing loudspeakers echoing encouragement, aspiration and the nation's pride and hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL1cxRhZkI/AAAAAAAAASU/Tyz96HG8AMU/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197986794550945346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL1cxRhZkI/AAAAAAAAASU/Tyz96HG8AMU/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the flags wave with pride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on the vehicles were greetings and well-wishes of Labour Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0_xRhZjI/AAAAAAAAASM/0kaglmt_gKA/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197986296334738994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0_xRhZjI/AAAAAAAAASM/0kaglmt_gKA/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy Spring and Labour Day!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have already overtaken the parade, I realised that it was a matter of time before it reached its destination – the Red Square of Kursk. So I made my way there and anticipated its arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0iBRhZiI/AAAAAAAAASE/mwDDAPuUfm8/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197985785233630754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0iBRhZiI/AAAAAAAAASE/mwDDAPuUfm8/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Officers, security and the stage at the Red Square.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the parade approached, photographers, journalists, reporters and newscasters were seen taking positions and linking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0CBRhZhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2ts5K94mLNg/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197985235477816850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL0CBRhZhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2ts5K94mLNg/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I didn't stand so far, I would be on national TV.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All too soon, the motorcade leading the parade crossed the Red Square with splendour, with the statue of Lenin and the House of Soviets at the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLznBRhZgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/l2zjBxZjpa0/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197984771621348866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLznBRhZgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/l2zjBxZjpa0/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Old and new: Modern Russian cars bearing flags of the Russian Federation passing the aged statue of Lenin and the House of Soviets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, rest of the contingents flooded the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLywhRhZfI/AAAAAAAAARs/PoZ1e1QlCc0/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197983835318478322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLywhRhZfI/AAAAAAAAARs/PoZ1e1QlCc0/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people assembled at the Red Square, speeches were made to congratulate the working class, and concerts were held to the public's delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLyeBRhZeI/AAAAAAAAARk/VhpPG4OkloA/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197983517490898402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLyeBRhZeI/AAAAAAAAARk/VhpPG4OkloA/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;City officials congratulating the working class, speeches and proceedings, and finally a live concert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people began dispersing towards the end of the ceremony to celebrate elsewhere, so did I concluded my photographing and headed back towards my university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected twist kept my camera rolling and lens hot again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me when I suddenly realised that the entire procession was organised by pro-United Russia affiliates. Those who weren't supportive of the local government were left out from the parade. However, that didn't stop them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLyJxRhZdI/AAAAAAAAARc/JyVx6VhqPzs/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197983169598547410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLyJxRhZdI/AAAAAAAAARc/JyVx6VhqPzs/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail the march of the Red contingent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As compared to United Russia's contingent, the Communist Party of the Russian Federation contingent was composed of senior citizens – the generation that lived through the glory of the once mighty Soviet Union – the dying breed of loyalists of a disappearing legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxpxRhZcI/AAAAAAAAARU/mSXsZVcNFhE/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197982619842733506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxpxRhZcI/AAAAAAAAARU/mSXsZVcNFhE/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing stops you on your track more than the sight of the hammer and sickle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they arrived at the Red Square, the contingent set up a parameter around the statue of Lenin, and held their vigil as the leader spoke through the loudspeaker, reminding all the true meaning of Labour Day for the working class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxWxRhZbI/AAAAAAAAARM/moQ9u9r30hM/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197982293425218994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxWxRhZbI/AAAAAAAAARM/moQ9u9r30hM/s320/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foreground banner, "Communist Party of the Russian Federation". Background banner, "Socialism – the Salvation of Russia".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ended the parade with a dazzling display from the both political parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxARRhZaI/AAAAAAAAARE/QQAjqVKE11E/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197981906878162338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCLxARRhZaI/AAAAAAAAARE/QQAjqVKE11E/s320/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Lenin bespoke, "Communists of the World – Unite!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-482958906485449841?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/482958906485449841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=482958906485449841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/482958906485449841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/482958906485449841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCL5yBRhZtI/AAAAAAAAATc/pkx_MVhJh94/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-4867303485418731531</id><published>2008-04-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:54.767-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Easter Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During Easter, it is common sight to be given easter eggs. However, it is more common to see the &lt;em&gt;kulich&lt;/em&gt;, or Easter bread, a type of sweet Russian bread topped with icing sugar and colourful candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBI3wEvJbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4krrU37WgSg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197234092620326322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBI3wEvJbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4krrU37WgSg/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The kulich, or Easter bread. Note the 'ХВ' marking on top.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many European countries, there are various traditions surrounding the use of bread during the Easter holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kulich&lt;/em&gt; (Russian for 'Easter cake') is a kind of Easter bread, traditional in the Orthodox Christian faith – Russia, Belarus, Bulgaria, Serbia, Ukraine etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBIkQEvJaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yg-vbBzgwFs/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197233757612877218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBIkQEvJaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yg-vbBzgwFs/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kulich sold at the confectionary. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally during the Easter service, the &lt;em&gt;kulich&lt;/em&gt;, which has been put into a basket and decorated with colourful flowers, is blessed by the priest. Leftover &lt;em&gt;kulich&lt;/em&gt; that isn't blessed is eaten with &lt;em&gt;Paskha&lt;/em&gt; (Russian for 'Easter') for dessert. Blessed &lt;em&gt;kulich&lt;/em&gt; is eaten before breakfast each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBIDQEvJZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eKf1qABHcpk/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197233190677194130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBIDQEvJZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eKf1qABHcpk/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kulich sold at the supermarket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is baked in tall, cylindrical tins, and when cooled is decorated with white icing (which is slightly drizzled down the sides), colourful flowers, and the Cyrillic alphabets &lt;em&gt;ХВ&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Khristos Vaskresye&lt;/em&gt; greeting, Russian for 'Christ is Risen') is decorated on the side. &lt;em&gt;Kulich&lt;/em&gt; is only eaten during the 40 days after &lt;em&gt;Paskha&lt;/em&gt; until Pentecost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBHowEvJYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/neb3d1SsDro/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197232735410660738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBHowEvJYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/neb3d1SsDro/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the many varieties of kulich toppings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many food stores and confectionaries sold this particular bread on this day. &lt;em&gt;Kulich&lt;/em&gt; of varying sizes, shapes and colours as well as decorations replaced the common breads on their shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBHRQEvJXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NpYe1lxEU14/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197232331683734898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBHRQEvJXI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NpYe1lxEU14/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kulich sold by the roadside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my own &lt;em&gt;kulich&lt;/em&gt; today. I must say, it was one of the best tasting bread I've ever tried in Russia. It's interior was soft and filled with sweet raisins. A humble bread but highly appetising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBGUQEvJWI/AAAAAAAAAQU/JM0491JwuZk/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197231283711714658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBGUQEvJWI/AAAAAAAAAQU/JM0491JwuZk/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My very own kulich.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-4867303485418731531?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/4867303485418731531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=4867303485418731531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/4867303485418731531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/4867303485418731531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-bread.html' title='Easter Bread'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCBI3wEvJbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/4krrU37WgSg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-6361544223171181030</id><published>2008-04-20T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:54.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Guava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The guava fruit is edible, round to pear-shaped, from 3-10 cm in diameter. It has a thin delicate rind, pale green to yellow at maturity in some species, pink to red in others, a creamy white or orange-salmon flesh with many small hard seeds, and a strong, characteristic aroma that is hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCA54wEvJVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jSsfNzVWi0A/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197217617125778770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCA54wEvJVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jSsfNzVWi0A/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green guava – the whole fruit is edible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole fruit is edible, from seeds to rind, but many people choose to cut out the middle which contains hard seeds embedded in the surrounding pulp. The pulp is sweetest and most delicious in the center, with the outer layer being sour and gritty like young pears, while the peel (fruit) is sour in taste but richest in phytochemicals; it is usually discarded but can be eaten as an enriched source of essential nutrients and polyphenols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the guava is an obscure tropical food that's subtly acidic, with sweetness that intensifies as you eat your way to the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it's healthy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guava has a higher concentration of lycopene – an antioxidant that fights prostate cancer – than any other plant fruit, includint tomatoes and watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, 1 cup of the stuff provides 687 milligrams of potassium, which is 62 percent more than you'll find in a medium banana. And guava may be the ultimate high-fiber food: There's almost 8 grams of fiber in every cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guavas are often considered superfruits, being rich in vitamins A and C, omega-3 and -6 polyunsaturated fatty acids and especially high levels of dietary fiber. Containing about half the amount (37 mg per 100 g) of vitamin C as a raw orange, a single strawberry guava also has good levels of the dietary minerals, potassium and magnesium, and otherwise a broad, low-calorie profile of essential nutrients. Common guava has generally a more diverse and dense nutrient content, including extraordinary richness of vitamin C (228 mg per 100 g).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guavas contain both major classes of antioxidant pigments – carotenoids and polyphenols, giving them relatively high dietary antioxidant value among plant foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to eat it:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the entire fruit, from the rind to the seeds. It's all edible – and nutritious. The rind alone has more vitamin C than you'd find in the flesh of an orange. You can score guava in the produce section of higher-end supermarkets or tropical fruit stalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-6361544223171181030?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/6361544223171181030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=6361544223171181030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6361544223171181030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6361544223171181030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/04/guava.html' title='Guava'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SCA54wEvJVI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jSsfNzVWi0A/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-3045346381779845437</id><published>2008-04-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:56.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Soviet Propaganda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lenin created the first truly modern propaganda machine, and its most colourful, dramatic and original form was &lt;em&gt;the poster&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBelIwEvJTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qOhTQXqbVXM/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194802264957461810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBelIwEvJTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qOhTQXqbVXM/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For the Motherland! For Stalin! For the World! For Communism!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it, the greatest artists of the time proclaimed government policies, asked for support, and demanded greater efforts – all with the goal of building Soviet power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBekvgEvJSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/el2zTcAXL98/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194801831165764898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBekvgEvJSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/el2zTcAXL98/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Under the banner of Lenin, under the leadership of Stalin – Forward, to the Victory of Communism!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soviet posters are a relatively new area of collecting as they were virtually unavailable in the West until &lt;em&gt;Perestroika&lt;/em&gt;. With the decline of Communism, there is more interest than ever in the images from this bold social experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBekbQEvJRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b9O2RQ-8w04/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194801483273413906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBekbQEvJRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/b9O2RQ-8w04/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Under the leadership of the Great Stalin – Forward to Communism!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although most Soviet posters were issued in editions of 5000 to 50000, they are extremely rare today. The primary reason is that most posters – as intended – were posted, and survived only weeks or months. They usually were recycled or lost due to the ravages of war or neglect, while others were destroyed for political reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBej1gEvJQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5YZae0I74dw/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194800834733352194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBej1gEvJQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/5YZae0I74dw/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In countries of Capitalism – Road of Talent; In countries of Socialism – Road to Talents!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soviet art of propaganda falls into six main periods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Bolshevik Era&lt;/strong&gt; (1917-1921) was a life and death struggle for the Bolsheviks and their ideology. Helping to fight enemies within and without, the early Soviet poster was remarkable for its revolutionary fervour and powerful symbolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBejTgEvJPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gwQWXkXT-T0/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194800250617799922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBejTgEvJPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gwQWXkXT-T0/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To whom does the national income go? In capitalist countries, the lion's share goes to the exploiters; In USSR – the working class."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;New Economic Policy&lt;/strong&gt; (1921-1927) was a period of recovery and relative freedom for a country ravaged by war, famine and bitter discontent. The commercial and film posters of the 'Roaring Twenties' were remarkable for their avant-garde constructivist style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBei5wEvJOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B-ysIjlJho8/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194799808236168418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBei5wEvJOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B-ysIjlJho8/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't be naughty!" – A Soviet officer (holding a book on Soviet WWII victory) to a malicious, atomic-bomb-wielding, American Uncle Sam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Second Five Year Plans&lt;/strong&gt; (1928-1937) were Stalin's draconian push to convert Russia into a fully communist industrialised power. The great photomontage posters of the First Five Year plan echoed the heroic side of this effort, only to be followed by the purges of the late '30s and the retreat from avant-garde art in the Second Plan period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBeiYgEvJNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/h2mc1Ayc8Pc/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194799237005518034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBeiYgEvJNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/h2mc1Ayc8Pc/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nations of the world do not want the recurrences of disasters of war."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Great Patriotic War&lt;/strong&gt; (WWII) (1939-1945) brought a revival of the great age of the Bolshevik poster. The Soviet struggle for survival forced a return to symbolism that fanned the patriotic fires of the heartland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBehUwEvJMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r9Vp6vP5BWY/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194798073069380802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBehUwEvJMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r9Vp6vP5BWY/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The sniper hits from afar, but always for sure!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Cold War&lt;/strong&gt; (1946-1984) brought a return to 'Social Realism', with utopian views of Russia and Joseph Stalin predominating. In its middle years, the best images featured Vietnam and the space race. As &lt;em&gt;Perestroika&lt;/em&gt; (1984-present) dawned, the most powerful images were protest posters created and posted at great personal risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBep1QEvJUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/U_c1IQ4m8y8/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194807427508151618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBep1QEvJUI/AAAAAAAAAQE/U_c1IQ4m8y8/s320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"USSR – Long live the Armed Forces of the Soviet Union!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-3045346381779845437?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/3045346381779845437/comments/default' title='Post 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-1920400465597228376</id><published>2008-04-10T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:57.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Four Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A new life with blossoming buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdvUgEvJLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7K3AH1Dwo28/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194743093193024690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdvUgEvJLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7K3AH1Dwo28/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enduring through the mid-year heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdumwEvJKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fu1j7r4j3P4/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194742307214009506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdumwEvJKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fu1j7r4j3P4/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilting as the late sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdt7AEvJJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PKlh2YXsXBg/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194741555594732690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdt7AEvJJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PKlh2YXsXBg/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autumn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone with the chilling winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1920400465597228376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1920400465597228376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/04/four-seasons.html' title='Four Seasons'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBdvUgEvJLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/7K3AH1Dwo28/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-3834904190908620542</id><published>2008-04-05T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:58.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><title type='text'>Sexual Disorders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever had trouble making love to your partner? Was your sexual experience an unpleasant one? Have you ever had embarrassing cravings for unnatural sex? Do you feel ashamed of your own sexual organ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people experience sexual disorders. Still considered a taboo, most people prefer not to discuss their shame and rather opt to suffer in silence. Therefore, allow me to shed some light on this for the good of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual disorders cover a wide range of aetiological factors and causes, notably the main groups being psychogenic and organic. However, in this article only the psychogenic causes will be discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1: Sexual Dysfunction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual dysfunction covers the various ways in which an individual is unable to participate in a sexual relationship as he or she would wish. There may be lack of interest, lack of enjoyment, failure of the physiological responses necessary for effective sexual interaction (e.g. erection), or inability to control or experience orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBDuSAEvJCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6IFALNCXkTg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBDuSAEvJCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6IFALNCXkTg/s320/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192912363383104546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something keeping you from having good sex?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lack or loss of sexual desire:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of sexual desire is the principal problem and is not secondary to other sexual difficulties, such as erectile failure or dyspareunia. Lack of sexual desire does not preclude sexual enjoyment or arousal, but makes the initiation of sexual activity less likely. This Includes &lt;em&gt;frigidity&lt;/em&gt; (female impotence), and hypoactive sexual desire disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexual aversion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prospect of sexual interaction with a partner is associated with strong negative feelings and produces sufficient fear or anxiety that sexual activity is avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lack of sexual enjoyment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual responses occur normally and orgasm is experienced, but there is a lack of appropriate pleasure. This complaint is much more common in women than in men. This includes &lt;em&gt;anhedonia&lt;/em&gt; (absense of sexual pleasure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Failure of genital response:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In men, the principal problem is erectile dysfunction, i.e. difficulty in developing or maintaining an erection suitable for satisfactory intercourse. If erection occurs normally in certain situations, e.g. during masturbation or sleep or with a different partner, the causation is likely to be psychogenic. Otherwise, the correct diagnosis of nonorganic erectile dysfunction may depend on special investigations (e.g. measurement of nocturnal penile tumescence) or the response to psychological treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In women, the principal problem is vaginal dryness or failure of lubrication. The cause can be psychogenic or pathological (e.g. infection) or estrogen deficiency (e.g. postmenopausal). It is unusual for women to complain primarily of vaginal dryness except as a symptom of postmenopausal estrogen deficiency. This Includes female sexual arousal disorder, male erectile disorder, and psychogenic impotence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orgasmic dysfunction:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgasm either does not occur or is markedly delayed. This may be situational (i.e. occur only in certain situations), in which case aetiology is likely to be psychogenic, or invariable, when physical or constitutional factors cannot be easily excluded except by a positive response to psychological treatment. Orgasmic dysfunction is more common in women than in men. This Includes inhibited orgasm (for both male and female), and psychogenic anorgasmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Premature ejaculation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inability to control ejaculation sufficiently for both partners to enjoy sexual interaction. In severe cases, ejaculation may occur before vaginal entry or in the absence of an erection. Premature ejaculation is unlikely to be of organic origin but can occur as a psychological reaction to organic impairment, e.g. erectile failure or pain. Ejaculation may also appear to be premature if erection requires prolonged stimulation, causing the time interval between satisfactory erection and ejaculation to be shortened; the primary problem in such a case is delayed erection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonorganic vaginismus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spasm of the muscles that surround the vagina, causing occlusion of the vaginal opening. Penile entry is either impossible or painful. Vaginismus may be a secondary reaction to some local cause of pain, in which case this category should not be used.&lt;br /&gt;This includes psychogenic vaginismus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nonorganic dyspareunia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dyspareunia&lt;/em&gt; (pain during sexual intercourse) occurs in both women and men. It can often be attributed to a local pathological condition and should then be appropriately categorised. In some cases, however, no obvious cause is apparent and emotional factors may be important. This category is to be used only if there is no other more primary sexual dysfunction (e.g. vaginismus or vaginal dryness). This includes psychogenic dyspareunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excessive sexual drive:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both men and women may occasionally complain of excessive sexual drive as a problem is its own right, usually during late teenage or early adulthood. When the excessive sexual drive is secondary to an affective disorder or when it occurs during the early stages of dementia, the underlying disorder should be coded. This includes &lt;em&gt;nymphomania&lt;/em&gt; (excessive sexual impulse in female), and &lt;em&gt;satyriasis&lt;/em&gt; (excessive sexual impulse in male).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2: Abnormal Sexual Preference, Paraphilia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraphilia is a term that describes a family of persistent, intense fantasies, aberrant urges, or behaviors involving sexual arousal to nonhuman objects, pain or humiliation experienced by oneself or one's partner, children, or nonconsenting individuals or unsuitable partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exhibitionism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recurrent urge or behavior to expose one's genitals to an unsuspecting person. Can also be the recurrent urge or behavior to perform sexual acts in a public place, or in view of unsuspecting persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VQEvJEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0ym7lXvu-eY/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VQEvJEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0ym7lXvu-eY/s320/02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192919016287446082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exhibitionism; cartoon of flasher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fetishism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of inanimate objects to gain sexual excitement. Partialism refers to fetishes specifically involving nonsexual parts of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frotteurism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recurrent urges of behavior of touching or rubbing against a nonconsenting person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VgEvJFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ApCS4Lv7-3I/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VgEvJFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ApCS4Lv7-3I/s320/03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192919020582413394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frotteurism; man grabbing girl's behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paedophilia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexual attraction to prepubescent or peripubescent children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexual masochism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recurrent urge or behavior of wanting to be humiliated, beaten, bound, or otherwise made to suffer for sexual pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexual sadism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recurrent urge or behavior involving acts in which the pain or humiliation of a person is sexually exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transvestic fetishism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sexual attraction towards the clothing of the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voyeurism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recurrent urge or behavior to observe an unsuspecting person who is naked, disrobing or engaging in sexual activities, or may not be sexual in nature at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other rarer paraphilias include &lt;em&gt;telephone scatalogia&lt;/em&gt; (obscene phone calls), &lt;em&gt;necrophilia&lt;/em&gt; (corpses), &lt;em&gt;partialism&lt;/em&gt; (exclusive focus on one part of the body), &lt;em&gt;zoophilia&lt;/em&gt; (animals), &lt;em&gt;coprophilia&lt;/em&gt; (feces), &lt;em&gt;klismaphilia&lt;/em&gt; (enemas), &lt;em&gt;urophilia&lt;/em&gt; (urine), &lt;em&gt;emetophilia&lt;/em&gt; (vomit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3: Sexual Disorientation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homosexuality:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosexuality refers to erotic attraction, predisposition, or activity, including sexual congress, between individuals of the same sex, including gays and lesbians.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transvestism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice of dressing or masquerading in the clothes of the opposite sex; especially the adoption of feminine mannerisms and costume by a male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transsexualism:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desire to change one's anatomic sexual characteristics to conform physically with one's perception of self as a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VwEvJGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xqz71gXPncY/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBD0VwEvJGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Xqz71gXPncY/s320/04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192919024877380706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have an identity crisis?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess if you suffer from any of the disorders above, my advice is: go see a shrink or psychiatrist, or admit yourself into a mental hospital and get some serious help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy sex! Play safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-3834904190908620542?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/3834904190908620542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=3834904190908620542' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/3834904190908620542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/3834904190908620542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/04/sexual-disorders.html' title='Sexual Disorders'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SBDuSAEvJCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6IFALNCXkTg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-8507784786174851552</id><published>2008-03-30T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:09:59.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Psychiatric Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My next study of speciality was psychiatry: the branch of medicine dealing with the diagnosis and treatment of mental disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which meant that I had to go to a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-xVgEvJBI/AAAAAAAAANs/h7dbeWD4KiY/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192563878326641682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-xVgEvJBI/AAAAAAAAANs/h7dbeWD4KiY/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to the Asylum of the Insane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psychiatric hospital which I traveled to was located at the furthest reach of town, at the village of Iskra. This village probably survived on the existance of that hospital alone. I guess they had a reason to build it that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people cringe at the idea of going to a mental hospital. You may think that that is a place where twisted minds and retards are condemned for life; those who do survive in there are either crazy or maliciously mad, and they behave like trapped monkeys which try to claw their way out at every given opportunity. And if you somehow ended up there, you'd turn into one of those zombies yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that way, you are probably right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-wjQEvJAI/AAAAAAAAANk/sV9pEtdvKA0/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192563015038215170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-wjQEvJAI/AAAAAAAAANk/sV9pEtdvKA0/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The block where patients lived and were treated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that was just the tip of the iceberg. Psychiatric hospitals house many types of mentally challenged patients; from the insane to the ones born autistic. Patients could have become mentally unstable because of stressed due to the lost of love ones, or simply because they got involved in a traumatic accident which injured their brains. It could also be of disease origin, like Alzheimer's disease or toxic induced, like alcoholic syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesser known to the public about psychiatric hospitals are actually services that these places offer for treatment of milder mental disorders, such as counselling for those who are depressed or disturbed, those who has personality disorders like aneroxia nervosa or simply for those suffering from all kinds of phobias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patients of this hospital, like all other psychiatric hospitals, live in sad states of life. Unlike common diseases like pneumonia or hypertension, mental patients are harder to treat because there are no real cures to most of these diseases, diagnosis can sometimes be subjective, and patients are difficult to communicate with and very often they lose their abilities to care for themselves properly. It is because of this, they are sometimes neglected and uncared for emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, patients spend many long years here without making encouraging progress – as if they were given a life sentence they did not deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-viwEvI_I/AAAAAAAAANc/Vzv-mrru77M/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192561906936652786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-viwEvI_I/AAAAAAAAANc/Vzv-mrru77M/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The study and administration building.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a staff at the hospital can be challenging as well. Working in a place like this can be depressing at times; doctors and nurses treating these patients must not only conquer the psycho-emotional factor, but also need to tread interpersonal relationship carefully as well. One wrong remark or action can send the patient spiralling down the abyss of depression further, or turn a mild-mannered one aggressive and destructive. Facing those with mental retardation can be frustrating and patience bending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student, I myself had a taste of interacting with mentally disabled patients. Some patients suffered from degenerative cerebral diseases due to old age, where making simplest of decisions and conclusions could be painfully difficult due to the affection of logical reasoning. An old lady thought that the hospital was actually a railway station because we students wore white lab coats, but she could not understand why she thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-vBAEvI-I/AAAAAAAAANU/WU9AH06sF4w/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192561327116067810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-vBAEvI-I/AAAAAAAAANU/WU9AH06sF4w/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The humble staff quarters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another patient was a adolescent boy whom I painstakingly interviewed for days, because he was mentally retarded with very low IQ. His reactions were slow, his answers uncertain, and he seemed reserved most of the time. A few days later, hospital staff barred me from seeing him again – his mental state had changed; he had become violent, unstable and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting case that I've encounter far thus was an interview with a former army officer who had become schizophrenic due to work stress. He was educated and spoke excellent English, even to the point of discussing Shakespeare. Hallucination is commonly associated with schizophrenia. He spoke of grief about the accidental death of his daughter who mistakenly drank poison, and after her death appeared to him as an image to assure and console him. He was well aware of his ailment, and was open about being admitted into the hospital, because he could tolerate hallucination no longer. He was cooperative and receptive of his diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-ucwEvI9I/AAAAAAAAANM/DbHYhuSDeMA/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192560704345809874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-ucwEvI9I/AAAAAAAAANM/DbHYhuSDeMA/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The schizophrenic officer during the interview.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it struck me when I referred to his files. The story was deeper and more sinister than I thought: the man was never married, he never had any child. He was hallucinating a complicated mess all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel sad for these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-uFAEvI8I/AAAAAAAAANE/VB_zIp5r4JE/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192560296323916738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-uFAEvI8I/AAAAAAAAANE/VB_zIp5r4JE/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This guy had been here almost his entire life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approached the end of our studies there, we left the ward for the last time. The kind warden opened the door for us and bid us a warm goodbye, and behind our backs the metal gates slams shut-tight, punctuated by the heavy clank of the large padlock. For the patients, life was no different than those of criminals in prisons, except with the inclusion of drugs like sedatives and antidepressants for the rest of their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-8507784786174851552?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/8507784786174851552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=8507784786174851552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8507784786174851552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8507784786174851552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/psychiatric-hospital.html' title='Psychiatric Hospital'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SA-xVgEvJBI/AAAAAAAAANs/h7dbeWD4KiY/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-1871959266344494530</id><published>2008-03-28T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:01.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><title type='text'>Women Volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Volleyball is the national sport of Russia, just as how baseball is to Japan, American football to the United States, and badminton to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball is an indoor sport where the game is played on a court, separated by a high net, and 2 opposing teams face off with 6 players on each side. Each team is required to send the ball over to the opponent's side, and score (within a certain set of rules) by volleying the ball over back and forth, hence the name volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxJ23rHxmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4IczGIs96gw/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191605677457917538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxJ23rHxmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4IczGIs96gw/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A standard volleyball court.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Russia, the women's national team is particularly of interest as it ranks higher than its male counterpart. It is also one of the top teams in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 2000 Sydney and 2004 Athens Olympics, the women's national team bagged the silver, while in the 2006 Japan World Championships, it claimed the gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At university level, superleagues are held among competing teams from states far and wide. Competition is intense, standards are set very highly. Winning teams usually get the priviledge for a shot at the national selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My university played host to this tournament recently, and I was fortunate enough to bear witness to one of its matches. A team from Tambov faced another from Smolensk in this game. Both teams came from the regions of south western Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxI9HrHxlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QailvmDAgHI/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191604685320472146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxI9HrHxlI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QailvmDAgHI/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The team from Tambov poised for the match.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both teams were highly seeded. Action began immediately as soon as the round commenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxISXrHxkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gIyiGikfgS4/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191603950881064514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxISXrHxkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gIyiGikfgS4/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The spike and the block. The Tambov team executing a block.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match was filled with fierce attacking, firm defensing, tactical deceptions and valiant saves. Rallies were long, thrilling and suspenseful. Both teams were aggressive, gritty and enduring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxHbHrHxjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/a-F_CW44Fu8/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191603001693292082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxHbHrHxjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/a-F_CW44Fu8/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dive! And the point was saved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the game, the girls from Tambov emerged victorious. The competition was exhausting but spirits were high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxGY3rHxiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/L-GKcJcgIyA/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191601863526958626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxGY3rHxiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/L-GKcJcgIyA/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody needs good sportsmanship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sports hall finally cleared, we resumed our training. A good few Russian players from the university team joined us for the practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height is an clearly an advantage, as most Russian volleyball players stand above the 6 feet mark, even for their women's team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxE-HrHxhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/chqGGQyt1TU/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191600304453830162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxE-HrHxhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/chqGGQyt1TU/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Russian girl in red beside one of my teammates, blue 11.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless Malaysians breed super tall citizens, there is no hope of us ever facing the Russians at the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-1871959266344494530?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/1871959266344494530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=1871959266344494530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1871959266344494530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1871959266344494530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/women-volleyball.html' title='Women Volleyball'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/SAxJ23rHxmI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4IczGIs96gw/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-8271491915516715035</id><published>2008-03-27T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T04:04:28.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged: Improve Your Blog Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elven91.blogspot.com/"&gt;TINGhuongyew&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have randomly selected 5 of you below to be tagged and I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. You have to tag 5 other bloggers and&lt;br /&gt;just keep adding on to the list. Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes let’s&lt;br /&gt;hope a long list! It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority&lt;br /&gt;increase exponentially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The benefits of Viral Linking:&lt;br /&gt;One of the fastest ways to see your Technorati Authority explode! Increase your Google PageRank fast. Attract large volume of new traffic to your site. Build your community. Make new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the people who already took part on this tag: &lt;a href="http://flipclan.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Blognation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pinoytek.net/" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Pinoytek&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reynaelena.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bluepanjeet.net/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Bluep&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kotsengkuba.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Kotsengkuba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kopongkopong.blogspot.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Buraot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.naptimerocks.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Iris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bancodereyna.com/"&gt;Banco De Reyna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mitchteryosa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mitch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blog.tatapilla.com/"&gt;Tatapilla&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://eraofchris.blogspot.com/"&gt;HappyMum&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Mommy's Little Corner&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms.... check nyo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://denz-techtronics.blogspot.com/"&gt;Denz Techtronics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://denzrecreational.info/"&gt;Denz Recreational&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maryanj.com/"&gt;Sweet Lullaby&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mariesays.com/"&gt;Buzzing Around&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://beckoningdestiny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beckoning Destiny&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://elven91.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elite Space&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/"&gt;Asylum of the Sane&lt;/a&gt;, [insert next link here].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now I'm tagging &lt;a href="http://elven91.blogspot.com/"&gt;TINGhuongyew&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-8271491915516715035?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/8271491915516715035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=8271491915516715035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8271491915516715035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8271491915516715035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-improve-your-blog-stats.html' title='Tagged: Improve Your Blog Stats'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-4825762961184097429</id><published>2008-03-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:03.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><title type='text'>Gallstones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever heard of medical cases where people talked about having stones, or specifically gallstones, extracted from their bodies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kUwKStS1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/KzKZU5eVgjc/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186199263522933586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kUwKStS1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/KzKZU5eVgjc/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gallbladder opened to show numerous gallstones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In medicine, gallstones are crystalline bodies formed in the gallbladder and the common bile duct by aggregation of bile components. Bile is the greenish-brown fluid secreted by your liver and is stored in the gallbladder. It is needed for emulsion and digestion of fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kVLKStS2I/AAAAAAAAALE/RSAoRchmJXo/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186199727379401570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kVLKStS2I/AAAAAAAAALE/RSAoRchmJXo/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The green organ indicates the gallbladder in this schematic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 major types of gallstone: cholesterol and pigment stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cholesterol stones:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are usually greenish-yellowish in colour, large and often solitary. They are made primarily of cholesterol. They account for 80% of gallstone cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kY_aStS3I/AAAAAAAAALM/oPHGIETyPcI/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186203923562449778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kY_aStS3I/AAAAAAAAALM/oPHGIETyPcI/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cholesterol stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pigment stones:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are small, dark stones, usually friable and irregular. They are made of bilirubin and bile salts that are found in bile. They account for 20% of gallstone cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kabKStS4I/AAAAAAAAALU/xdFxVJWAWwI/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186205499815447426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kabKStS4I/AAAAAAAAALU/xdFxVJWAWwI/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pigment stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike infectious diseases like tuberculosis, you do not get gallstone disease from another person. This disease is caused within the person himself due to factors like lifestyle and habits. If you get this disease, it your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aetiology:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallstones develop when bile contains imbalance amount of cholesterol and bile salts. Two other factors are important in causing gallstones. The first is how often and how poorly the gallbladder contracts to overconcentrate and contribute to gallstone formation. The second factor is the presence of proteins that either promote or inhibit cholesterol crystallization into gallstones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers believe that gallstones may be caused by inherited body chemistry, body weight, gallbladder motility (movement), and perhaps diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Risk factors:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obesity, age, type IV hyperlipidaemia, cirrhosis, smoking, being female, and parity (having given birth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prevalence:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8% of those over the age of 40, where 90% of these people remain asymptomatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallstone disease cause cholecystitis by obstructing bile flow, leading to concentration and stasis of bile, and promoting infection from intestinal microorganisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It results in cholecystitis, that is the inflammation of the gallbladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kbBaStS5I/AAAAAAAAALc/zvewMWRDk3E/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186206156945443730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kbBaStS5I/AAAAAAAAALc/zvewMWRDk3E/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cholecystitis is a painful disease!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cholecystitis manifests itself in the following ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severe and constant pain at the right upper quadrant (RUQ) of the abdomen, fever, vomitting, nausea and anorexia (loss of appetite); which may lead to jaundice and diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcBaStS6I/AAAAAAAAALk/FLHECvYzzl8/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186207256457071522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcBaStS6I/AAAAAAAAALk/FLHECvYzzl8/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain at the right upper quadrant in cholecystitis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consult a physician immediately, unless you are fond of the severe and constant pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcB6StS7I/AAAAAAAAALs/rWhHA79m2fo/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186207265047006130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcB6StS7I/AAAAAAAAALs/rWhHA79m2fo/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always trust your doctors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your physician would then examine you physically. Special and specific signs are performed to confirm cholecystitis. Signs are diagnostic examinations founded by great physicians of the past and are named in their honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the standard sign of cholecystitis worldwide. Pain is felt during inhalation or coughing when the physician palpates your RUQ due to the inflammation of the gallbladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcB6StS8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/A3P3INslXq0/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186207265047006146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcB6StS8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/A3P3INslXq0/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murphy's sign: Pain during deep palpation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as stated in my previous post, Russians emphasise greatly on the importance of practical skill. Therefore, Russian physicians test not one, but several other signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boas' sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increased sensitivity below the right scapula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalk's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during percussion on area of gallbladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ker's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during simultaneous inhalation and palpation on area of gallbladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kurvuasie's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlarged, distended gallbladder is felt during palpation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mussi-Georgievsky's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during palpation between pedicles of the sternocleidomastoid muscle of the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ortner's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during striking of the right costal arch by ulnar margin of the hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Razba's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during light punches of the right costal arch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shetkin-Bloomberg's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain after sudden release of deep palpation of RUQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vasilenko's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during percussion at peak of inhalation on area of gallbladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaharin's sign:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain during moderate stroking of gallbladder area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your physician would then perform several hi-tech diagnostic tests on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diagnostics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood taking to detect changes.&lt;br /&gt;Ultrasonography to look for thickened gallbladder walls and gallstones.&lt;br /&gt;Hepatobiliary scintigraphy to assess ability of gallbladder to expel bile.&lt;br /&gt;Abdominal X-ray to look for gallstones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patients confirmed with gallstones are usually referred from your physician to surgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcCKStS9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/hw52WQTRfkQ/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186207269341973458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcCKStS9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/hw52WQTRfkQ/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shiny scalpel. Gonna cut him up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery from this disease is possible with proper treatment, however, usually not without invasive intervention. Depending on the severity of the disease, patients are operated on with different surgical procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcCaStS-I/AAAAAAAAAME/b-V9TC1st7k/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186207273636940770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kcCaStS-I/AAAAAAAAAME/b-V9TC1st7k/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laparoscopic cholecystectomy as seen through laparoscope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treatment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antibiotics for preoperative preparation.&lt;br /&gt;Oral ursodeoxycholic acid to dissolve gallstones.&lt;br /&gt;Extracorporeal shock wave lithotripsy, to break up gallstones.&lt;br /&gt;Laparoscopic cholecystectomy, using endoscope.&lt;br /&gt;Traditional open surgical cholecystectomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kdqqStS_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/sPPFzpVDzMM/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186209064638303218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kdqqStS_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/sPPFzpVDzMM/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;X-ray during laparoscopic cholecystectomy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery should be performed as soon as possible; delay in treatment will increase chances of morbidity, mortality and complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, this disease is caused by unhealthy lifestyle and habits. So stay healthy, or suffer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-4825762961184097429?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/4825762961184097429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=4825762961184097429' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/4825762961184097429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/4825762961184097429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/gallstones.html' title='Gallstones'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_kUwKStS1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/KzKZU5eVgjc/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-7503590340466653223</id><published>2008-03-22T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:05.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Regional Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This the the Regional Hospital of the state of Kursk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JDu6StS0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2wJpL6orFUE/s1600-h/DSCN7271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184280594257627970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JDu6StS0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2wJpL6orFUE/s320/DSCN7271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oblastnaya balnitsa, or Regional Hospital in English.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the largest hospital of the state, and perhaps the most modern of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside its more modern operating theatres, dozens of surgeries are performed every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JDW6StSzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sCMR2OOhnj4/s1600-h/Image(079).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184280181940767538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JDW6StSzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sCMR2OOhnj4/s320/Image(079).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A procedure of laparoscopic cholecystectomy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we were, observing our tutor as she assisted the head surgeon, who was meticulously dissecting the bilestone-filled gallbladder of an ill-stricken patient, with the help of the endoscopic video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was smooth sailing all the way, until the dissected gallbladder slipped from the remote forceps into the abdominal cavity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh oh!" we echoed in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a short moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, is that the way you express it in English? '&lt;em&gt;Uh oh&lt;/em&gt;'?" one of the surgeons asked. "In Russian we say '&lt;em&gt;Oi&lt;/em&gt;!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chuckled lightly while the head surgeon picked the stapled-shut piece of useless appendage from the abdominal cavity and extracted it out from the still unconscious patient. "There, all is fine. Come, follow me and I'll show you the precious gemstones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how modern the operating theatres could be, there would always bound to be 1 or 2 Soviet-era pieces of equipment lying around. In this case, it was the ventilation machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JCrKStSyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sPe80qqi5mY/s1600-h/Image(085).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184279430321490722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JCrKStSyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sPe80qqi5mY/s320/Image(085).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as it works and gets the job done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the tools they use were so archaic, that the principle of that particular technology was unheard of in Malaysia. But they're happy as long as its still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the operation completed successfully, we moved back to our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JCRqStSxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WzX4SCZrdeM/s1600-h/Image(088).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184278992234826514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JCRqStSxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WzX4SCZrdeM/s320/Image(088).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hall of Fame: portraits of great Russian surgeons filled the walls of the hallway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue the lesson with more practice of objective examination and diagnostic skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JBuqStSwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1n_Kx8koqQY/s1600-h/Image(091).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184278390939405058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JBuqStSwI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1n_Kx8koqQY/s320/Image(091).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mock patient, a student and our tutor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Russians, skill is as important as knowledge itself, maybe more. As compared to the western world which is overly dependent on modern examination instruments, the Russians use their healing hands more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A great physician uses not only his mind, but also his skillful hands. In times of war and difficulty, there would either be not enough instruments or simply no electricity for your MRI machines," a well-respected professor once told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JBAKStSvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/p5EGpbx46ZE/s1600-h/Image(095).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184277592075487986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JBAKStSvI/AAAAAAAAAKM/p5EGpbx46ZE/s320/Image(095).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patients waiting for their chance at the healing hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so that was class at the Regional Hospital, all in a day's work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-7503590340466653223?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/7503590340466653223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=7503590340466653223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/7503590340466653223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/7503590340466653223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/regional-hospital.html' title='Regional Hospital'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R_JDu6StS0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2wJpL6orFUE/s72-c/DSCN7271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-1854440083400527226</id><published>2008-03-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:06.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Sudden Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Russia is known for its cold, bleak and harsh winter. When one mentions about the country of Russia, it is very often stereotypical for people to associate with Siberia, where winter never seems to end – knee-deep snow in the background of a pounding blizzard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliché as it seemed, this assumption is true. Not only is the winter harsh, but also unpredictable. And when it does snow, it comes blitzkrieg-styled. A sudden snowfall today precisely demonstrated this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be reminded that, as stated in my previous posts, winter has passed and spring has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a fine sunny afternoon as I was preparing to return home from the hospital after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6qEKStSuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DV0szw1VeOk/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183267209609038562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6qEKStSuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DV0szw1VeOk/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snowflakes are falling on my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turned around, the building roof was already completely covered with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6pkqStStI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h-ZeAlrnjWU/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183266668443159250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6pkqStStI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h-ZeAlrnjWU/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People scurrying for cover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reached the main road to take the bus, road vehicles were already partially topped with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles usually don't get affected by snow. Their hot running engines thaw snow quicker than snow can accumulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6pGKStSsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UggDBfwNBhE/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183266144457149122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6pGKStSsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UggDBfwNBhE/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd like icing sugar on my cheesecake, please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I alighted, I couldn't help but stare in awe of the beauty of the landscape, yet felt disturbed by the result of just one day's worth of snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6ocaStSrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yfXF9JiYy_U/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183265427197610674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6ocaStSrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yfXF9JiYy_U/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boulevard beauty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was howling mad, but wasn't strong enough to shake off so much snow from the tree branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just yesterday that I hoped to see the spring flowers bloom today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6nkaStSqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_ynFXlDt_3w/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183264465124936354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6nkaStSqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_ynFXlDt_3w/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snowfall got heavier as the day progressed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I retreated into the refuge of my hostel, I took one last glance over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6nAaStSpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8HbXhtLB8hA/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183263846649645714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6nAaStSpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8HbXhtLB8hA/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all white again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the entrance door slammed behind me, I found myself drenched wet. But at least I survived the onslaught and lived to tell the tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6mlqStSoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eNv3_3YkwiA/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183263387088145026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6mlqStSoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/eNv3_3YkwiA/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-1854440083400527226?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/1854440083400527226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=1854440083400527226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1854440083400527226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/1854440083400527226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/russia-is-known-for-its-cold-bleak-and.html' title='Sudden Snow'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-6qEKStSuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/DV0szw1VeOk/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-2101178517812428092</id><published>2008-03-10T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:08.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Morning Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever wondered what are the differences between fog, mist and haze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fog:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonymous to a cloud except that it touches the ground. Limits visibility to less than 1 km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mist:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limits visibility to less than 2 km, looks bluish from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haze:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks brownish from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog forms when the difference between temperature and dewpoint is 3°C or less, at relative air humidity of 100%. It is because of this total humidity that the air becomes supersaturated, and this moisture condenses into water vapour of fine droplets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog happens very rarely at this part of the world due to its geographical location, altitude and low humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uGXKStSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-JIjodLuPz4/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182383528677820818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uGXKStSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-JIjodLuPz4/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inland cities don't get much humidity from the sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a foggy morning today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uFWaStSXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GOlFrcktnBg/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182382416281291122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uFWaStSXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GOlFrcktnBg/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A window shot showing thick fog in the distance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows the mysterious doings of mother nature, and today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience of seeing your residence shrouded in a blanket of fog was simply surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uEz6StSWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OppvBMlTzV4/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182381823575804258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uEz6StSWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OppvBMlTzV4/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Visibility beyond the yellow van was close to zero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time was about 9 a.m. in the morning, yet, no sign of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by the main street, one could barely see the end of the road through the thick fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uEb6StSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NgfFan9D21E/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182381411258943826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uEb6StSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NgfFan9D21E/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life as usual despite the fog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further away from the town center, the fog persisted still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uDm6StSUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/soS10JKwD_k/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380500725877058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uDm6StSUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/soS10JKwD_k/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fog at the countryside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminded of the time when I was much younger, when my family would travel up to Genting Highlands at weekends and spend the cool afternoon in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uGAKStSYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bjIgng6RZ9o/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182383133540829570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uGAKStSYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bjIgng6RZ9o/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genting Highlands theme park, Malaysia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-2101178517812428092?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/2101178517812428092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=2101178517812428092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/2101178517812428092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/2101178517812428092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-fog.html' title='Morning Fog'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-uGXKStSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-JIjodLuPz4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-6000355444598873931</id><published>2008-03-09T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:09.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A couple of days back the hostel administration decided to do away with the old wiring system that has been around since Soviet times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given a few days of prior notice before renovation began, and we were to be evicted by all means. Old wiring was to be replaced so wall-drilling was to be done, and it would be really messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us, however, were not given an alternative place to stay for the few nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommates and I weren't pleased, as we went about ranting for a while. But considering the fact that hostel accommodation was partly sponsored by the Russian government, we did shut up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pay MYR600 (approximately USD188) per year in hostel fees. Water and electricity bills are subsidised by the state government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means we pay only MYR2 (USD0.63) per night for our whole 10 months here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't get any better than this, unless you enrol yourself in your local town prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovation started with us moving out our belongings and furnitures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z32qStSkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DO9jnrWEqWY/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182789789634349634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z32qStSkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DO9jnrWEqWY/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rubbish, furnitures and tools littered the hallway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furniture that was too large to be removed had to be moved away to from the walls to the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z326StSlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RBGorheRgLA/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182789793929316946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z326StSlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RBGorheRgLA/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beds were made to stand upright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovation took 2 days. My wallpaper was ripped apart, walls carved into for new wiring and worst of all, they replaced my bright flourescent lamps for incandescent tungsten lightbulbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Russians love lightbulbs. Its poor lighting hides furniture defects and unsightly uncleanliness of the room, just as the rest of the world is about to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banning_of_incandescent_lightbulbs"&gt;phase out lightbulbs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z3eqStSjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q_vKikzsEPE/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182789377317489202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z3eqStSjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/q_vKikzsEPE/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh crystalballs of light, tell me when will the Russians ever modernise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the entire evening sweeping, vacuuming and moping the floor, and rearranging our furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z3LKStSiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hSW2WJCT-Lc/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182789042310040098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z3LKStSiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hSW2WJCT-Lc/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good spring cleaning for the room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was time to lay the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z2l6StShI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JgH30DRrmVA/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182788402359912978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z2l6StShI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JgH30DRrmVA/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last hurdle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have laid it before moving the furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do now? I'm already so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z2GKStSgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4aKPkDGZb_w/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182787856899066370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z2GKStSgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/4aKPkDGZb_w/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-6000355444598873931?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/6000355444598873931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=6000355444598873931' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6000355444598873931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6000355444598873931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-z32qStSkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DO9jnrWEqWY/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-6879694843570725047</id><published>2008-03-09T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:11.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><title type='text'>Tuberculosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever thought of the possibility of contracting tuberculosis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know what tuberculosis is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuberculosis (TB) is one of the leading infectious cause of death worldwide, with 2 billion infected people and causing 3 million deaths a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p9eqStSSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WCyI2tYcsSY/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182092286945478946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p9eqStSSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WCyI2tYcsSY/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worldwide cases per 100k; red &gt;300, orange 200-300, yellow 100-200, green 50-100, gray &lt;50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that figure in mind, shouldn't you be concerned about this disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting infected:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to contract TB. Simply by sharing the same environment with a person who suffers from TB is a risk factor, and talking to that person almost guarantees that you will contract it. This is because TB is an airborne disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p7OqStSQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F4vjRzXPXSc/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182089813044316418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p7OqStSQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F4vjRzXPXSc/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sneeze of Death: sprinkle pepper at face for instant effect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what causes TB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aetiology:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB is primarily caused by the organism of &lt;em&gt;Mycobacterium tuberculosis&lt;/em&gt;, and less commonly by &lt;em&gt;Mycobacterium bovis&lt;/em&gt; by drinking unpasteurised milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p8pqStSRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XqrIEjLxOnw/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182091376412412178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p8pqStSRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XqrIEjLxOnw/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mycobacterium tuberculosis under the electron microscope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to 80% of cases of tuberculosis are confined to the lungs, or pulmonary TB, and the rest of the cases being extra-pulmonary TB. Pulmonary TB is further divided into primary TB and post-primary TB (ie, reactivation of TB).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p6CaStSPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MLC7rSnuj_g/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182088503079291122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p6CaStSPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MLC7rSnuj_g/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chest X-ray showing TB of lungs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you know if you have TB? If you have fulfilled some of the criteria below, you are at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Risk factors:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had unprotected contact or interaction with a TB patient.&lt;br /&gt;You suffer from a serious disease like AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;You require chemotherapy which suppresses your immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p5XqStSOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W8ZJwn923UM/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182087768639883490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p5XqStSOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W8ZJwn923UM/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wearing protective face masks can prevent infection and spreading of TB.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're infected, you might exhibit symptoms characteristic of TB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever, general weakness, sweats, anorexia (poor appetite), cough, sputum, erythema nodusum (painful nodes on legs), or phlyctenular conjunctivitis (red nodes on cunjunctiva).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p406StSNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U6Wj78lyoOM/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182087171639429330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p406StSNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/U6Wj78lyoOM/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always trust your doctor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consult a physician immediately. Not only are you sick, you could be a health hazard to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your physician would then perform several hi-tech diagnostic tests on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diagnostics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample taking, which includes blood, urine, sputum, pus and pleural fluid.&lt;br /&gt;Chest X-ray, to search of visual signs in your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;Bronchoscopy, to look into your lungs with an endoscope.&lt;br /&gt;Biopsy, to confirm TB lesions in your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;Immunologic tests, specifically the Mantoux-Tuberculin test, which requires patients to be injected with TB antigen under the skin, in which a diagnostic skin induration would form a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p3zKStSMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AKlSALtMaj8/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182086042063030466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p3zKStSMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AKlSALtMaj8/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mantoux-Tuberculin test.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians usually get their first Bacillus Calmette-Guérin (BCG) vaccine shot at 12 years old. However, this form of immunisation lasts about 5 years. Further immunisation would be required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p3UKStSLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FgURBc9sybg/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182085509487085746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p3UKStSLI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FgURBc9sybg/s320/08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skin induration of less that 4 mm is considered a negative reaction. New BCG shot is required.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, due to the advent of modern science, survival from this disease is possible with proper treatment, which is in the form of medical therapy. Depending on the severity of the disease, patients are prescribed drugs in different regimes and doses, and treatment for the most common form is as below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treatment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rifampicin - 600 mg PO, thrice a week.&lt;br /&gt;Isoniazid - 900 mg PO, thrice a week.&lt;br /&gt;Pyrazinamide - 2.5 g PO, thrice a week.&lt;br /&gt;Ethambutol - 30 mg/kg PO, thrice a week.&lt;br /&gt;Streptomycin - 1 g IM, once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment of tuberculosis is of long duration up to 9 months. Any breach of compliance of treatment may result in reactivation of the disease, or post-primary TB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, taking drugs of any kind are almost never without adverse effects, just as these ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drugs and its adverse effects:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rifampicin - Hepatitis, orange discolouration of urine and tears&lt;br /&gt;Isoniazid - Hepatitis, neuropathy&lt;br /&gt;Pyrazinamide - Hepatitis, arthralgia&lt;br /&gt;Ethambutol - Optic neuritis&lt;br /&gt;Streptomycin - Ototoxicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p08aStSKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RSOcNsfA_V0/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182082902441937058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p08aStSKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RSOcNsfA_V0/s320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anti-TB chemotherapy drugs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, to counter the negative effects of these drugs, it is advisable to take adequate vitamin B, particularly B6 (pyridoxine) throughout the entire treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p0OKStSJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lBaPwzblWek/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182082107872987282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p0OKStSJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lBaPwzblWek/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take adequate vitamin B6 during treatment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this post, I hope you're enlightened! Stay healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-6879694843570725047?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/6879694843570725047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=6879694843570725047' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6879694843570725047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6879694843570725047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuberculosis.html' title='Tuberculosis'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-p9eqStSSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WCyI2tYcsSY/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-6886421758178688204</id><published>2008-03-08T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:12.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Food Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Malaysian Students Association held a food fest &lt;em&gt;Jom Kita Makan-makan&lt;/em&gt; today at the multipurpose hall of the Pre-medical Faculty today, with the aim of raising organisation funds and setting up an emergency fund to help the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The target group of this fest was obviously Malaysian students, but groups of other nationalities joined the event, notably those of Russian and Asian origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The even was launched at 1:30 p.m. and saw an encouraging respond from the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wKYaStSfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hw8Ttci9flE/s1600-h/DSCN7130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182528685687523826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wKYaStSfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hw8Ttci9flE/s320/DSCN7130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The large hoard of crowd cramming in the hall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8 stalls were set up selling an array of food, from chocolate cookies to fried chicken and from traditional noodle soup to exotic sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wKDqStSeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ye12zVwy1og/s1600-h/DSCN7132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182528329205238242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wKDqStSeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ye12zVwy1og/s320/DSCN7132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't get too much of curry rice and burgers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could hear students hawking away for desirous customers and potential buyers striking scrumptious deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJtaStSdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6Rgtd10yEyU/s1600-h/DSCN7133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182527946953148882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJtaStSdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6Rgtd10yEyU/s320/DSCN7133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me the money: homemade cookies and nasi lemak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were hungry and would gobble down food like there was famine. Food were snapped up quickly like how food aids to the impoverished were instantly dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJZKStScI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Gb7R6TCTCp0/s1600-h/DSCN7134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182527599060797890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJZKStScI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Gb7R6TCTCp0/s320/DSCN7134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better than hotcakes: sushi was one of the fastest selling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I sneaked into the nearest kitchen to see how production was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential chefs were scrambling to meet the demands of hungry people. It was a frantic rush and food were hurriedly churned out like the once mighty Soviet industrial machinery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJFqStSbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xe4_homkzJo/s1600-h/DSCN7135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182527264053348786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wJFqStSbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xe4_homkzJo/s320/DSCN7135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work harder! The daily quota must be met!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the fest, a prize giving ceremony was held to award the champions of the recent &lt;em&gt;MyGames!Winter07&lt;/em&gt; Malaysian sporting event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wISaStSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WTWd02zaDoM/s1600-h/DSCN7136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182526383585053090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wISaStSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WTWd02zaDoM/s320/DSCN7136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Winners posing smugly for the cameras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The galore was a tastebud teasing event. The crowd was great, and the food was excellent. Just like the good old days of school &lt;em&gt;Hari Kantin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I returned home a satisfied man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-6886421758178688204?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/6886421758178688204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=6886421758178688204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6886421758178688204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/6886421758178688204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/food-fest.html' title='Food Fest'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-wKYaStSfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hw8Ttci9flE/s72-c/DSCN7130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-3288982766924753770</id><published>2008-03-04T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:14.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Countryside Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cold winter is gone. It's spring and today is a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next course of study took us to a remote specialist hospital at the countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus trip to the terminal brought us to the end of Svetlaya Street, a rural side of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZJxqStSII/AAAAAAAAAFM/9sk0Vw1oEWQ/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180909538851506306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZJxqStSII/AAAAAAAAAFM/9sk0Vw1oEWQ/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a blast to the past with a car like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of minutes further from there and we reached a crossroad of a railway track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZJS6StSHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9yrMT4sWnQQ/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180909010570528882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZJS6StSHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9yrMT4sWnQQ/s320/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Railway crossing dead ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The railway track, as usually built on raised ground, offered a pleasant view of the vast Russian countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZIm6StSGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Iu5UpWCf13Q/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180908254656284770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZIm6StSGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Iu5UpWCf13Q/s320/03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A long winding way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to our destination required us to travel along the railway track. Apparently, this railway route has not been used for a long time hence its rusting surface. If locomotion were constant and consistant, the metal bars would be of smooth and shiny surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, engineers were said to be maintaining it from time to time. Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hop over the platforms, tread above the metal bar, or just walk along the dirt trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZH9qStSFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nICFdAoiAeI/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180907545986680914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZH9qStSFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nICFdAoiAeI/s320/04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An uneventful 20-minutes walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one side of the track were village houses dotting the far-stretched land to the forest beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZHfqStSEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5ock_ZLSIm8/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180907030590605378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZHfqStSEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5ock_ZLSIm8/s320/05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Typical land mass of a huge country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the other were agricultural farms preparing for cultivation and town development in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZGu6StSDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NI0Wrfc5I-c/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180906193071982642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZGu6StSDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NI0Wrfc5I-c/s320/06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's pray for a good harvest this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last hurdle before reaching our destination was to cross a railway bridge, which stood approximately 150 meters over a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZGTaStSCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tZibo5afroA/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180905720625580066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZGTaStSCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tZibo5afroA/s320/07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the bridge over the River Kwai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It offered no firm hand rails or sidewalks, and its precariously gaping-spaced wooden planks were all that separated a person from the cold placid water below. A wrong step and one might fall in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZF66StSBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9LCvrpdb-RU/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180905299718785042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZF66StSBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9LCvrpdb-RU/s320/08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mind your steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brisk moment of adrenaline rush and then it's off the railway track into tar road with the hospital in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZFf6StSAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5cDlN7qWbdk/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180904835862317058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZFf6StSAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5cDlN7qWbdk/s320/09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brown grass, leafless trees of post-winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital was built during the Soviet era, with characteristic unaesthetic designs and simple architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZFEaStR_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/VQWJ7kvV3IU/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180904363415914482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZFEaStR_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/VQWJ7kvV3IU/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The grand entrance into the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untouched by the influence of modern day complexity, the interior of the hospital showcased traditional Russian arrangement, not unlike a cosy Russian home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZEm6StR-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/SG5TcjTuAds/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180903856609773538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZEm6StR-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/SG5TcjTuAds/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The cafeteria by the hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this would be travelling to and fro for another 2 weeks. Let's hope the spring flowers bloom soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-3288982766924753770?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/3288982766924753770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=3288982766924753770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/3288982766924753770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/3288982766924753770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/03/countryside-hospital.html' title='Countryside Hospital'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-ZJxqStSII/AAAAAAAAAFM/9sk0Vw1oEWQ/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-8732147417693307860</id><published>2008-02-19T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:18.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Featured'/><title type='text'>Snowgirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What better ways to spend a fine day with a lot of snow outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKH6StRuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/k60EmqA0keM/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784021196752610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKH6StRuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/k60EmqA0keM/s320/01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Roll them like how dung beatles do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the fresh winter air. Smelled like some mischief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKeqStRvI/AAAAAAAAACE/-dOic4KPzT0/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784412038776562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKeqStRvI/AAAAAAAAACE/-dOic4KPzT0/s320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lock and loaded. Snowball fight Russian style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; have been a really awesome snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, we're already too old for kids' stuff. We do what real men do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll huge boulders of solid snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stack them up together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKtaStRwI/AAAAAAAAACM/t4Bb2DI5jcs/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784665441847042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKtaStRwI/AAAAAAAAACM/t4Bb2DI5jcs/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Snowballs like those could knock anyone out with just one hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a lot of auxiliary snow. Loads of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JNjaStR5I/AAAAAAAAADU/vgjTVTOHfgg/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179787792178038674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JNjaStR5I/AAAAAAAAADU/vgjTVTOHfgg/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our bulldozer. For the snow, or in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the gaps between the boulders to get a tall, upright, rough figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JNw6StR6I/AAAAAAAAADc/_46A6TPbPjo/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179788024106272674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JNw6StR6I/AAAAAAAAADc/_46A6TPbPjo/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smack them in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret to all snow sculpting is to use water. It melts and turns snow into slush, and the moment you paste slush onto a cold surface, it freezes into ice. Works fabulously like mortar plaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMzaStR4I/AAAAAAAAADM/-nYkWmaJKY0/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786967544317826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMzaStR4I/AAAAAAAAADM/-nYkWmaJKY0/s320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Make her wet all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what separates the men from the boys. Be reminded that sculpting requires some respectable amount of skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMzKStR3I/AAAAAAAAADE/tJo4JMcLMP8/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786963249350514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMzKStR3I/AAAAAAAAADE/tJo4JMcLMP8/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every woman's breasts should be firm and symmetrical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the meticulous intricacy from the hind view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMYKStR2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PnrNDzyLe0k/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786499392882530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMYKStR2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PnrNDzyLe0k/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It probably got so real that they became shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially from the side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMX6StR1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ddVoB9pYRkA/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786495097915218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMX6StR1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ddVoB9pYRkA/s320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly it was only made of ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 7:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reap the fruit of your labour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMI6StR0I/AAAAAAAAACs/K81eGzQgdCU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786237399877442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JMI6StR0I/AAAAAAAAACs/K81eGzQgdCU/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life-sized, human figure snowgirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took slightly more than 3 hours with 4 crew members on the job. Few passers-by contributed a little bit, the rest were photo-parasites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLeqStRzI/AAAAAAAAACk/IbMkkXcElvw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179785511550404402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLeqStRzI/AAAAAAAAACk/IbMkkXcElvw/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More camwhoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowman making is a fun thing to do, and if you ever had the chance at it, I would really recommend that you do. However, be aware that it is also very tedious, laborious and painfully cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLNqStRyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VBl28uWoiyQ/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179785219492628258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLNqStRyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VBl28uWoiyQ/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dress her up like Barbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What inspired us for this piece of art was what we did 4 years ago. A few of us made a snowman; I guess we all wanted to send a good picture home for our folks to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know, one good thing led to another. We just couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLCKStRxI/AAAAAAAAACU/zFCMekQTKK0/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179785021924132626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JLCKStRxI/AAAAAAAAACU/zFCMekQTKK0/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Archive photo of year 2004. Same mischievious crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-8732147417693307860?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/8732147417693307860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=8732147417693307860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8732147417693307860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8732147417693307860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/02/snowgirl.html' title='Snowgirl'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-JKH6StRuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/k60EmqA0keM/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7759138636772194779.post-8000228678497358800</id><published>2008-02-14T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:10:18.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Pilot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a while since I last wrote a blog post. I guess if it wasn't for the encouragement of fellow friends, I would have continued to rot, growed moss on my back, and wasted my intellect away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to blog, but only on thoughts and opinions. My blogs were those which were based on abstract thinking, such as opinion, criticism and rhetoric. But those were too deep and difficult to conceive on regular basis. Writing a good one was a tedious process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never liked bloggers who talked too much on their mundane daily lives – like what they ate for breakfast, or whether they liked their neighbour's shoes; it felt like being part of their bitching habits. Although I got to say that I do respect their choice and freedom of speech, I do think that the blogger did not understand what good blogging is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea of a good blog is one that narrates a meaningful story or event. It should not only tell of a happening of a person's daily life and chores, but should also be accompanied by intellectual opinion, constructive criticism or provocative arguments; and be complemented by creative photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after a long thought, I've decided to blog again. I don't know how long I would last, or whether I could bear the required tenacity. But I guess time will tell, sooner or later. This time I'll just sit back and relax, and write whatever I think is appropriate – as long as I uphold my principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a start, anything goes, so I'll just introduce some basic essentials about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from where I live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-EesJMA_UI/AAAAAAAAABY/f7j485mtHWM/s1600-h/DSCN7029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454790182174018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-EesJMA_UI/AAAAAAAAABY/f7j485mtHWM/s320/DSCN7029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice, but too cold to walk out in shorts and flip-flops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I wear sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-EesZMA_VI/AAAAAAAAABg/YspURRmEGH8/s1600-h/DSCN7254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179454794477141330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-EesZMA_VI/AAAAAAAAABg/YspURRmEGH8/s320/DSCN7254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like them green, and they are more comfortable than pyjamas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where I live and what I do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7759138636772194779-8000228678497358800?l=wonghongweng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/feeds/8000228678497358800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7759138636772194779&amp;postID=8000228678497358800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8000228678497358800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7759138636772194779/posts/default/8000228678497358800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonghongweng.blogspot.com/2008/02/pilot.html' title='Pilot'/><author><name>wonghongweng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110343808272624184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0yn9eo5nP08/R-EesJMA_UI/AAAAAAAAABY/f7j485mtHWM/s72-c/DSCN7029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
