<?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-295255385609262343</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:43:25.689+08:00</updated><category term='friend'/><category term='diary'/><title type='text'>Celli Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-5677658427672760465</id><published>2010-03-17T20:10:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:52:46.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to an article: Clam cleanup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;web address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/videos/2009/0110-clam_cleanup.htm"&gt;http://www.sciencedaily.com/videos/2009/0110-clam_cleanup.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biologists Clam Up Waterways To Determine Sources Of Pollution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this article, a brilliant discovery about the clam, the small organism used to be our food items will be shared. For me this is one of the most interesting topics I've found today while reading the &lt;em&gt;Science Daily&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biologists discovered that they can use &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clams"&gt;CLAMS&lt;/a&gt; to determine the toxin's sources in water. Clams are used as pollutant traps. These small organism clean the water in a natural way. They feed absorbing toxins in their tissues as they draw in water. Biologist place the clams in the rivers and streams are contaminate pollutants, which some you can see and some you cannot see such as pesticides, lead, arsenic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PCBs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Later on, they open the clams' shells and determine which kind of pollutant contained in those streams and rivers. This is a smart way to analyze the health of a stream or river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cool way to cleanup the environment, the clams become tiny pollutant detectives. We cannot imagine how amazing are these creature's ability. For example: the clams detected a banned pesticide in Maryland, buried years ago and no slowly leaking. By using clams, I believe these small organism will help scientists determine the toxins' sources in the water earlier to find solution for it. The earlier they find out the problem, the easier to solve it. To fix the pollution problems, that's costly to cleanup the polluted water. But nowadays, they are trying to find a new and inexpensive way to fix the problems. Clam is just one of the organism that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scientists&lt;/span&gt; use in biological testing such as plant, animal, and microbial indicators.&lt;br /&gt;From this article, I believe people have to rethink the role of animals or just organism such as clams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-5677658427672760465?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/5677658427672760465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=5677658427672760465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/5677658427672760465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/5677658427672760465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2010/03/response-to-article-clam-cleanup.html' title='Response to an article: Clam cleanup'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-1875574924719086568</id><published>2010-02-23T01:27:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:16:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genre of music by composers in different eras</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are variety genres in classical music, which is each of them playing the vital role in general music, especially in classical music. In this article, the most significant and considerable genre, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Symphony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;will be discussed. For a century, the invention and development of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Symphony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by composers through different eras are always the most interesting and argumentative topic for music critics in the world. In every period of classical music, there is a composer who is the norm who created the great inspiration to other composers in not only their time but also hundreds of years after that. Beethoven in Classical era, Tchaikovsky in Romantic period and Debussy in 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; century music are the most important composers in their generation. Their symphonies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;are always the greatest classical works ever composed of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the classical period from 1750 to 1820, the Symphonies had three movements: a fast movement, a slow movement and later on another fast movement. Beethoven was the first composer dramatically expanded the symphony and put choir in to this genre. He expanded almost of his symphonies in four movements; especially his Symphony No.6 has five movements. His Symphony No.9 was written including vocal soloist part and choir in the last movement, turning it into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;choral symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Later, Hector Berlioz, a French composer followed Beethoven and wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Romeo and Juliette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; using soloist and choir in 1857. Beethoven is the composer who famous of his initialization of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;leit motif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in his Symphony No. 5. The short-short-short-long motif is very well-known, which called the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fate motif. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This Symphony is one of the most popular and best-known compositions in all of classical music, which was described the symphony as “one the most important works of the time”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With the rise of established professional orchestra, the symphony assumed more prominent place in concert from 1815 to 1910. The romantic music struggled to increase emotional expression and power to describe the truths, while extending the formal structure from the classical period. The new term &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Symphonic poem&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tone poem&lt;/span&gt; was used to describe  a symphony which content of a poem, a story novel, a painting, and a landscape. Tchaikovsky was the only Russian Romantic composer who did not use oriental influences in his music. He preferred using folk tune melodies in his compositions. The melodies in his symphonies are always described the most beautiful, and most famous melodies in all music. They are notable for their immense elegance and gracefulness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At the turn of the century, the classical music was divided into many different styles. There were variety trends such as: Modernism, atonality, neoclassicism and expressionism. The music in this period is shorter in form, highly colorful orchestration, and dissonant fragment melodies. Debussy emerged out to be a spearhead in France. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His music is defined with a lot of different styles and influential from different composers. For instance: The “infinite arabesque” and complex counterpoint of Javanese gamelan, the stylization of nature in Japanese landscape prints, and the oriental influences of Russian composers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-1875574924719086568?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/1875574924719086568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=1875574924719086568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/1875574924719086568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/1875574924719086568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2010/02/genre-of-music-by-composers-in.html' title='Genre of music by composers in different eras'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-8477694636336853831</id><published>2010-01-17T03:04:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:33:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What music means to me (part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Very long time ago, I found a clear answer for this question, which took a lot of time to find out. The first thing that comes to your mind might be “Is that too obvious that you are a musician so of course music means your job, your career, your future, etc.” I would answer: “Yes, it is” but for me there is much more than that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;       There is a reason that I believe that music belongs to my life. I didn’t choose music, it chose me. I was luckily born in a family with music tradition, that I have right to be proud of. Both my grand-father and my dad are great musicians. Especially my dad is the one who loves music so much that he decided to teach me playing musical instrument even my mom had given birth to me. My dad loves my music and he plays music all day long when he stays at home. This is the way that makes me become a child that I can recognize a lot of classical pieces. In that way, because of a very simple reason “my dad loves this piece”, classical music becomes a part of my life and I find that how empty and boring the world can be in just one day without music. I listen to music anytime that I can: walking or cycling to school, having meals, taking a rest…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I found that I really love music more after studying at music school and summer music camp for children. Those were all great opportunities for me to understand and play music. It is no longer the music for me to entertain but I become a person who makes music and entertains my parents, my friends and people that I don’t know. But the feeling of making people smile and happy for me is indescribable. From the moment that I play music to people, the magic of music has changed my life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;      Yes, music inspires me in so many ways. I’m not sure how it works; it sounds really miracle but for me it’s true. It changes gradually the way I think, the way I treat my parents, my friends, the way I see things around me. I realized that every day is a story, which can be happy or sad but I love it because I see my parents, my friends, strange people are all so adorable to me. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Music helps me realize a lot of valuable things in life, makes me think about how to becomes a better person, how to make people around me feel happy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;       More than that, music gives me a chance to dream and a chance to achieve my dream. With my favorite music I feel like my imagination is unlimited. I can play the cello with image in my mind that I’m playing in a garden with so many colorful flowers or I play for a very unique recital in Carnegie Hall, my dream concert. It can be whatever and wherever I’d love to be. But it’s not just imagination. Music gives me the chance to achieve it. It encourages me to practice every day, try my best to have further dream and achievements with music, my passion and my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-8477694636336853831?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/8477694636336853831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=8477694636336853831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/8477694636336853831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/8477694636336853831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-music-means-to-me-part-ii.html' title='What music means to me (part II)'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-3236938546332332657</id><published>2009-10-18T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:36:02.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr.Tony Macarome :D</title><content type='html'>It has been 3 months since I started studying in YSTCM and I really want to talk about one of my favorite teachers in this school. His full name is Tony Macarome Yue and no one in this conservatory can deny that every Tony's lesson bring his students the feeling of jollity and amazement. And I'm so happy that I'm one of his students. &lt;div&gt;I liked his teaching at the first time I was in his class. My impression is that Dr.Tony is big guy but he has smart eyes, smiley face and very nimble person. He plays the double-bass with left hand and for me that's so special. He played something Jazzy and I really love that. It sounds very playful and virtuoso. Sometimes, he plays the double bass and suddenly rush to the piano and play with happiness like a kid and sometimes he feels not enough then he sings for us. And his voice is so impressive, it could be supper high and supper low. Every time he sings, all students in class will laugh very loud. I can feel that he really wants to teach as much as possible, he has so many things to tell us that he cannot remember what should come first. And when he talk, he talk very fast with a lot of information and interesting things. For me, sometimes I can not understand all his words and just remember what is funniest thing that makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, Dr.Tony looks like a big bear with a double-bass as big as him. He always tell us very funny stories related to what we're studying. I feel so happy to listen to him and I'm always looking forward to study in his class once a week on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-3236938546332332657?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/3236938546332332657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=3236938546332332657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3236938546332332657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3236938546332332657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2009/10/drtony-macarome-d.html' title='Dr.Tony Macarome :D'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-8204851746144311203</id><published>2009-10-06T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:22:45.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The legend of 1900" Review</title><content type='html'>For me, "The legend of 1900" is one of the best movie films with Ennio Morricone's music. It won numerous prizes like David di Donatello for Best Music, Golden Globes for Best Original Score.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is a story about a man named Danny Boodman T.D Lemon 1900. He grew up on the ship named Virginian. His presence was revealed when Danny, his foster-father dies in an accident while working. Discovering a passion for music, he teaches himself to play the piano without being able top reach the notes, and he soon becomes a virtuoso whose reputation spreads beyond the confines of the ship. His reputation as a pianist is so renowned that Jelly Roll, the person who invented Jazz wants to challenge 1900 to a piano duel. The music in this scene is very impressive with a very virtuoso part improvised by Jelly that makes people thought he will absolutely win the duel. But finally, 1900, a prodigy pianist won the duel with an original piece of such virtuosity that the metal piano strings become hot enough to light a cigarette, which 1900 then hands to Jelly, who has lost the duel.&lt;br /&gt;The music sometimes make me feel so excited but sometimes makes me cry with a feeling of loneliness. 1900 is a very innocent man with a love at the first sight and when he plays the song named "Playing love". It is so touching that makes me have the desire to have a pure love like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgXW6XDnhXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lgXW6XDnhXA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end for piano duel between 1900 and Jelly Roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BO0fmkSA80o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BO0fmkSA80o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-8204851746144311203?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/8204851746144311203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=8204851746144311203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/8204851746144311203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/8204851746144311203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2009/10/legend-of-1900-review.html' title='&quot;The legend of 1900&quot; Review'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-6521543913105811360</id><published>2009-09-29T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:20:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qi Zhang's Organ Performance</title><content type='html'>After listening to her performance, there are a lot of things that makes me feel so excited. First thing is that she has amazed technique and eye-catching gesture. She has ability to totally control the complicated organ not only with her fingers but her foot also. More than that, she is very musical. She tried her best to create the sound of a orchestra on her organ, that's so amazing. But of course, she cannot really make the sound of a real orchestra even though she is the best organ player. The thing I like about this performing is that it is a new experience for an orchestra piece. It is different from the orchestra's and piano's version so it makes me very excited to listen to her performance. For me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zhang&lt;/span&gt; is a really amazed performance in her instrument.&lt;br /&gt;There is few thing I don't like about this performance is that she played too busy and make audiences feel tired when listen for a long time. One of the reason is because of the composer of this piece, Prokofiev is really a virtuoso pianist so he wrote a very hard piece like this one. But a good performer is the person who can handle the hard piece become easy one. For this reason, I really believe that she can be a better player with more control in breath and take it easier. she need to create more space and listen like an audience. I feel like she plays for only her self, not for the listener.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I really enjoy her performance. I bet she spent almost of her time to practice on her organ to make a perfect concert like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-6521543913105811360?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/6521543913105811360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=6521543913105811360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6521543913105811360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6521543913105811360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Qi Zhang&apos;s Organ Performance'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-6071228593206434656</id><published>2009-09-01T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:12:57.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is my life</title><content type='html'>For me, using word to describe how music make me feel is so difficult because music become a part of my life such like breathing, eating, drinking...I cannot imagine what my life will be without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music makes me happy. For a very long time, I've been listening to music to encourage myself, I feel more confident with music and believe what I do will be successful. Music helps me recover when I get stress and feel lonely. For instance, I find peace in Tchaikovsky's music. Beauty in melody and effective instrumentation are what I love in Tchai's music. His music makes me feel satisfy and happy with all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than that, music inspires me and helps me study more effectively. I can listen to classical music all day long with enthusiastic feeling. To illustrate, Jacqueline Du Pre is one of the greatest cellist to me. She was one of the reason why I chose cello to study. For me, Du Pre is always the best because I can feel not only her vehement passion to make music, but also her formidable technique in controlling the cello. The first time I've heard her playing on TV when I was small, I was very sure that I want to be like her, a legendary cellist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, music is consolation and inspiration of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-6071228593206434656?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/6071228593206434656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=6071228593206434656' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6071228593206434656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6071228593206434656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-is-my-life.html' title='Music is my life'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-3744152863224675541</id><published>2009-08-22T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:45:40.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my new life!</title><content type='html'>Hello Singapore and everyone in my new school, YST! This is my first blog I've written since I came to Singapore for studying. &lt;div&gt;My name is Trinh Ha Linh and I prefer to be called Lynn, my English name. I've played the cello for about 11 years. I love playing in orchestra and chamber music, especially in Piano trio group. I make quite many friends here and I think they are so nice and all good musicians. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been here for a month but I have so many opportunities to play in orchestra. Before coming here, I've never imagine that I will play the Hindemith and Shostakovich Symphonies at this age because they are so famous and extremely hard. But I did it with my new friends, my new orchestra members in YST and it was awesome, the best orchestra I've played with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've started school one week ago, this is the second week of semester 1. I feel so much pressure, so many assignments need to be complete, so many studies and orchestra pieces need to be practiced. I've slept less and less and still do not have enough time to practice.  I need more than 3 hours a day for practice and more than 2 hours to do my all assignments. But any way, everybody get pressure, but I will find the way to get over soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it, my new life in Singapore, busy and tired all the time but I know that I'm improving my self to be the best. I'm so happy with that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I miss my mom the best, miss Vietnamese food and my friends in VN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-3744152863224675541?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/3744152863224675541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=3744152863224675541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3744152863224675541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3744152863224675541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-my-new-life.html' title='Welcome to my new life!'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-7311034090763375652</id><published>2008-11-15T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:15:01.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 14 November</title><content type='html'>There was a performance at the Opera House for independence of Poland, all excellence students were playing Chopin's works. I got a ticket from By, Bob's younger brother. I thought that I could see Bob but he missed the plane and could not come back in time to play for this recital. It's frustrated a littile bit. But it's alright he's still coming back and I'll get chance to meet him again. Oa! that's too much things I want to tell him. During the performance I sat with some new friends whom are very interesting and nice. &lt;div&gt;I'm tired a little bit and get to sleep righ now. &lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be mid-November as I said to you, it really scared me! I've been waiting for so long. God! some times I do not believe in you. I'm really sorry but this time honestly I pray:"God bless me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-7311034090763375652?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/7311034090763375652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=7311034090763375652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/7311034090763375652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/7311034090763375652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-14-2008.html' title='Friday, 14 November'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-268920073709746403</id><published>2008-10-25T16:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:51:08.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 25 October</title><content type='html'>Everything is gonna cursed. I hate everything include myself. Bloody hell! &lt;div&gt;I know I was wrong 'bout something at school but that's not all my fault. But it seems to be that no one is truly trust me. Why no one ask me cause of everything. What the hell is going on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so stupid that got and stuck into a goddamned situation and now it's impossible to escape. I hate myself. I hate some people always make judge from what I've said, what I've done and my mistakes. Am I impossible to fail? I'm not a generous person, not a genius or sacrosant or god. Just a normal person. so please stop judging me. It's really awful and exhauted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that I do not need persons understanding me because sometime you cannot understand yourself! ...please...just stay away from me and let me alone. That's all I beg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-268920073709746403?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/268920073709746403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=268920073709746403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/268920073709746403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/268920073709746403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-25-october-08.html' title='Saturday, 25 October'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-6018076133640442782</id><published>2008-10-13T15:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:44:06.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Monday 13 October</title><content type='html'>I was terrible exhauted and sad some days. My computer was in trouble and it's impossible to fix out immediately. But anyway, thanks to bro Tung for helping me a lot. &lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my teacher's birthday. I played the cello in order to celebrate his new age, 75 years old. The party was so crowded and so much meaning. But I got an traffic accident in the morning when I went to bought something for his birthday. Today, it still hurts me alot. I was so unlucky. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoon, I felt once more time on road because of a car. What the hell was yesterday! So unluck! Today, I cannot walk normally on foot. It's not blooding but something wrong with my hoof tendon. :(( So terrible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/295255385609262343-6018076133640442782?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/6018076133640442782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=6018076133640442782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6018076133640442782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/6018076133640442782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-13-october.html' title='Monday 13 October'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-5667525773146797308</id><published>2008-09-26T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:46:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures pictures :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w240.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w240.photobucket.com/albums/ff13/halinhcello911/b853d8b9.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s240.photobucket.com/albums/ff13/halinhcello911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b853d8b9.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-5667525773146797308?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/5667525773146797308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=5667525773146797308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/5667525773146797308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/5667525773146797308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/pictures-pictures.html' title='Pictures pictures :))'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-2824285666854020905</id><published>2008-09-23T00:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:40:32.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Monday, 22 Sep</title><content type='html'>Today is the first performing Mahler's Third of this orchestra. Not so good but not too bad. Everyone seems satisfied because they worked hard. Thus, this not their best. We can do better. Hoping tomorrow will a successful performing. &lt;div&gt;I took some pictures with Pascal, a French cellist, some Norwegian friends and my parents. They will be posted if I get free time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bông&lt;/span&gt;, a son of a cellist in orchestra who I knew him in Toyota tour last year. He is taller and busier with senior year high school curriculum's. I talked so much with Lỳ, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bông's&lt;/span&gt; younger brother. He is only 10 years old but so smart and cute. He sings in the boy chord in this Symphony. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how lovely he is! I dreamed to have a younger brother like him but...let's keep dreaming =)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, so lucky, I'll meet so much more friends who I really want to talk with because so long time no see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you there all my friends. &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-2824285666854020905?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/2824285666854020905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=2824285666854020905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/2824285666854020905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/2824285666854020905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-22-sep.html' title='Monday, 22 Sep'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-3345174760430020284</id><published>2008-09-20T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:50:51.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 20 Sep</title><content type='html'>Randomly, listen to some piano works, hearing Prelude's Rachmaninoff no 23, so familiar, evoke a fond of remembrance about you, you used to play this work for me. Ohh miss you so much... :((&lt;div&gt;Remembering each time you playing a piano for me, how sweet it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Switching replay this work so many times, but cannot alleviate this feeling...How sad.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back here, please! miss so much your face, your voice and your attractive piano's sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is so tired, practising with the orchestra all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Sunday still keep practising with boys chord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta 1 more day for preparing concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humm try to relax and get your image out of my head...I won't think about you any more... too bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/295255385609262343-3345174760430020284?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/3345174760430020284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=3345174760430020284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3345174760430020284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3345174760430020284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-20-sep.html' title='Saturday, 20 Sep'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-1564758279416041448</id><published>2008-09-19T18:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:17:33.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Friday, 19 Sep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry and thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, I've gotten an immoral lesson about say apologize and thanks. You will think it's simple but let's think back. I'll tell a story about how is polite and impolite? It's really difficult to say that in exactly time and exactly condition. In a very short moment, you forget at fault and you'll become an impolite person who you never think you are. Of course it's callous unintentional. No one hopes becoming an impolite person. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've off this morning rehearsal at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;VNSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for history of music class and cello class. Afternoon, unfortunately I got no transportation to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;VNSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so I had to wait my father taking me there. I was late...what a shame! the conductor was so indisposed and waiting for me. God!!! I forget to apologize him because of my late. It's very normal for musicians there if I don't have any word. But at the end of rehearsal, I came to our conductor and apologized him. And all the words he said were surprised me. "You know I'm very happy because there was no one like you in this orchestra. You're the first one came late, felt sorry and say it to me. It's OK but never late again." Do you exactly understand what he implied? I really do. It's sad fact to Vietnamese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was waiting so long for my father this afternoon, it was rain and the rehearsal was end earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Phuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, another cellist in my orchestra, so nice and ask me to take me home. I was so bad...forgetting say thanks to him. :( Oh I hate my self! How can be so impolite like that...God! just like an uneducated child... :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today, I talked with an Swedish Trombone player, he talked to me about Vietnam and China. Personally, I think he was disappointed with Hanoi a little bit. And he said that the orchestra in Ho Chi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; city is much better than this orchestra. So surprised and so sad...But I understand...working with this orchestra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;shallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; concentration and some people are so impolite, irresponsibility, do not deserve to be professional classic musicians. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-1564758279416041448?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/1564758279416041448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=1564758279416041448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/1564758279416041448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/1564758279416041448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-19-sep.html' title='Friday, 19 Sep'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-2414671881960208231</id><published>2008-09-16T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:22:44.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pic from friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w240.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w240.photobucket.com/albums/ff13/halinhcello911/023cb52c.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s240.photobucket.com/albums/ff13/halinhcello911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=023cb52c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that the Fourth always be happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-2414671881960208231?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/2414671881960208231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=2414671881960208231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/2414671881960208231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/2414671881960208231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-pic-from-friends.html' title='Some pic from friends'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-3991394371933202045</id><published>2008-09-15T18:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:05:59.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Monday, 15 Sep</title><content type='html'>Monday is the busiest day of week, for me and everyone. Today is so exhausted that I cannot stand anymore. But the sad fact is still waiting for me tonight, my TOEFL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ibt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class. :(&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the first time I drove a motorbike for 30km out of Hanoi to Dong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, join in my sis and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mid-Autumn celebration. That's crazy to think back. I've gotten back home this morning at 8 a.m to lift my cello and drove a bike again to Vietnam Symphony Orchestra for rehearsal ending at 11h30'. That's is not the worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afternoon, not only I but also many musicians get tired and complained about the broken air-condition. It didn't work so it's really hot and weary. Some students who play percussion didn't come and no permission. Everybody said they have no idea but I know they stuck on school with a load of lessons to have. Some others cannot focus on what they have to play exactly and forget looking at the conductor. That was so terrible. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tetsuzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Honna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the conductor looked so tired and disappoint, frustrated, get angry a little...no I think he tried to calm down and very indisposed. Moreover the chord cannot sang exactly the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;intonation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so sang and sang again, the musicians play and replay...so exciting! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not the most interested show! The percussion is lack of people so Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ngo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hoang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the director of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;VNSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a cellist also, has to play the Tubular bell. That's cool but I really appreciated his enthusiastic and talent also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Honna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a very patient and tolerant conductor, poor him! working with these Vietnamese musicians...:)) big...no...have to say: an enormous attempt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Gotta go now! I get a class at 6.30 pm but it's a long way....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Haizzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Now I recognize how my rest worth! See ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: wanna hug you so much my friends...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-3991394371933202045?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/3991394371933202045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=3991394371933202045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3991394371933202045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/3991394371933202045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-15-sep.html' title='Monday, 15 Sep'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-487501597388029494</id><published>2008-09-14T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:51:15.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Genius Kids</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I've just chatted with 2 close friends, both of them... I think they are the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt; and the most intelligent kids that I've ever known. They are all at the aged of 16 and 17 but understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; their vital role on studying and working. I have to declare that they are motivated and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ambitious&lt;/span&gt;....big love with the piano!&lt;div&gt;Look back my-self...I can't waste time any more! I have to work and work, work more effectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be busy day...go to sleep now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Love you so much my friends!! all of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/295255385609262343-487501597388029494?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/487501597388029494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=487501597388029494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/487501597388029494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/487501597388029494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/genius-kids.html' title='Genius Kids'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295255385609262343.post-7148595220448873362</id><published>2008-09-13T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:53:22.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Saturday, 13 Sep</title><content type='html'>From today I'm going to change blog's position from yahoo to blogger. But I believe that I still keep contact to yahoo 360, there are so many friends who I can't not unvisited. &lt;div&gt;This will be a real diary, that means I'll try my best to write every day and be honest. It sounds so easy but it's really not. Writing something I reallly think about but it has not bothered to someone else.Today is weekend but I still get an English class at night.   Moreover, it's TOEFL ibt class, hummm! so difficult and exhauted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/295255385609262343-7148595220448873362?l=lynncello.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/feeds/7148595220448873362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=295255385609262343&amp;postID=7148595220448873362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/7148595220448873362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/295255385609262343/posts/default/7148595220448873362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynncello.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-13-sep.html' title='Saturday, 13 Sep'/><author><name>Trinh Ha Linh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04564620711986222997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mLPZn-2i9qY/SMtA45UuUeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MFhTlfR7wjg/S220/DSCF6813.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
