This is a wedding galore post inspired by my nephew who got married on the 1st of October. Yes, this post is backdated. But information is dedicated to Skeeter Mom. The smile on her face when she went to finalise her ring is PRICELESS.
Vera Wang once said that your weding gown is your most public statement on the most private feelings you have for someone.
Overbudget is common when it comes to that ONE dress of your life time. Different people have different opinions. Some chose to be avant garde and whether they regret it years down the road remains a question but like what I always say, do whatever that makes you happy, it's YOUR moment. Having said that, I can't stress enough that it's not about how grand and lavish things are but what it means to the two of you. Was chatting with Skeeter Mom and wondered if it is sensible to tailor made specially for you and in another sense, buying THAT dress instead of mere rental. It all boils back down to budget and it is definitely insensible to blow them at the early stage as the cost of a Chinese wedding can possibly escalate the nearer you are to the wedding date. Even then, I would love to have mine specially made just for me. Which girl doesn't?
Our local gem - Tan Yoong
The legendary inspiration - Vera Wang
Some creme de la creme bridal gown designers if you have the budget to blow...
Romona Keveza
Reem Acra
Now, prepare your eyes for a bridal gown galore - The biggest collection of wedding gowns but not right here in Singapore so let me tempt you... Kleinfeld Bridal
Chinese dinners can be a big headache for many of us living here in Singapore and born and bred in Chinese families. Our folks want big and grand and it is a time for them to show their children off and how well life actually is. I often think that the wedding dinner is done for our parents than ourselves. Even then, I'll be happy to make my old man proud of his little girl. Right now, he's just got to wait for a couple more years. Thinking back, our parents were so worried that they might be grandparents before time and at my age, they are starting to panic sooner than I am and nothing is stopping them from asking when they can be grandparents even if it means that they become grandparents before they become parents-in-law. I think I'm way more conversative in that aspect.
If you do need a wedding planners, we do have several in Singapore. Be it individuals who are doing it out of passion (I do know one so contact me if you need the number) or little set ups like this to help you out.
Most importantly, don't drain yourself. It's your big day. Take your time or let someone else share your burden. Don't forget, your better half is always out there looking out for you. Pre wedding preparations can prove to be abrasive so you would want to watch that.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
To Love Or Be Loved
害怕?
The century old question that we repeatedly ask ourselves, is happiness the ability to love somebody or to be loved. We tend to ask ourselves and even people around us due to insecurities we can't get rid of. You will have the answer when you find that you wouldn't have to ask anymore because it doesn't matter the 0.2% more that you're giving because the contentment is way above what you think you're getting from the other person. Besides, some love can't be quantified with percentage or even how much it's being displayed.
However, we all bring scars into our relationships. Do scars make us stronger or allow the next cut to penetrate easier and deeper? Is it fair to let your current partner live in the shadow of your previous partner? The answer is clear but to live it is yet another challenge. When one is finally able to love the person for who the person is regardless of the emotional baggage carried over from past relationships, then all scars should just be superficial and merely a mark to prove that you've been there and you've done that. The process is painful but with the belief that tomorrow is to be filled up with more beautiful hopes and dreams, time will get us over this bridge.
Those of you who knows me on a personal level will know my favourite quote by George Sand. I believe in only one happiness in life and it shouldn't be in any way, be compromised.
害怕...
我突然觉得有点怕
爱跟生活的一切
你以为我知道怎么拆开
我们的想法落差
我的爱
是说停不能停
已经弄的不能说是曾经
也可说出我是错的
爱未曾变成真的
也没藏到多少你需要的爱
我不再 去执拙我是谁
我是我在夜里掉的眼泪
也可说我看不开的
为你我能做的
竟还没让你相信是爱情
左右你我
而哭泣都是因为爱
也逼自己不掉泪
让往日不只是有你
这网里我也撑着
拼了命的守着
The century old question that we repeatedly ask ourselves, is happiness the ability to love somebody or to be loved. We tend to ask ourselves and even people around us due to insecurities we can't get rid of. You will have the answer when you find that you wouldn't have to ask anymore because it doesn't matter the 0.2% more that you're giving because the contentment is way above what you think you're getting from the other person. Besides, some love can't be quantified with percentage or even how much it's being displayed.
However, we all bring scars into our relationships. Do scars make us stronger or allow the next cut to penetrate easier and deeper? Is it fair to let your current partner live in the shadow of your previous partner? The answer is clear but to live it is yet another challenge. When one is finally able to love the person for who the person is regardless of the emotional baggage carried over from past relationships, then all scars should just be superficial and merely a mark to prove that you've been there and you've done that. The process is painful but with the belief that tomorrow is to be filled up with more beautiful hopes and dreams, time will get us over this bridge.
Those of you who knows me on a personal level will know my favourite quote by George Sand. I believe in only one happiness in life and it shouldn't be in any way, be compromised.
害怕...
我突然觉得有点怕
爱跟生活的一切
你以为我知道怎么拆开
我们的想法落差
我的爱
是说停不能停
已经弄的不能说是曾经
也可说出我是错的
爱未曾变成真的
也没藏到多少你需要的爱
我不再 去执拙我是谁
我是我在夜里掉的眼泪
也可说我看不开的
为你我能做的
竟还没让你相信是爱情
左右你我
而哭泣都是因为爱
也逼自己不掉泪
让往日不只是有你
这网里我也撑着
拼了命的守着
Keeps Getting Better
My world is getting brighter and I can't wait to start my new life. Things are looking up. Life is good. I just need to work extra hard for the lifestyle that I've always wanted and whilst doing that, not forgetting my priorities. Hope I do not disappoint...
Some rough edges need to be sand down and I hold my breath.
Some conversations need to be finished and I wait.
Some trials are painful and I hang on.
It is all worth the ride because you're holding my right hand, walking down this colourful street with me, slowly but surely.
Bear with me...
Some rough edges need to be sand down and I hold my breath.
Some conversations need to be finished and I wait.
Some trials are painful and I hang on.
It is all worth the ride because you're holding my right hand, walking down this colourful street with me, slowly but surely.
Bear with me...
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Kokoro's Skin Colour
Kokoro is NOT about to undergo some plastic surgery but just some thoughts that has been running through my head. When I first got Kokoro, I thought it was going to be black. Need not be jet black kinda black but at least black enough but apparently, with the heavy silver/grey speckles in the paint, it reflects light differently during different times of the day. At times, it'll look purple or blue and other days, it'd look grey. At one point, I even suspected that VW gave me graphite blue in replacement of the black. I really want it black... ... ...
Very recently, a very mischievous idea went through my head. Maybe I should sticker the entire car matte black. But in order to do that, I could jolly well spray paint the entire car then I can have my favourite BMW's Alpine White on my not-so-atas Golf. Rationally, I would do none of these as the costs involved would be ridiculous. I even had to think about my coilovers a g'zillion times before I went to buy one and even after ordering them, I still gave up my order and chose to wait further. It's between some 2 very different choices now and before I decide, my swaybars will be sitting right in my boot.
Very recently, a very mischievous idea went through my head. Maybe I should sticker the entire car matte black. But in order to do that, I could jolly well spray paint the entire car then I can have my favourite BMW's Alpine White on my not-so-atas Golf. Rationally, I would do none of these as the costs involved would be ridiculous. I even had to think about my coilovers a g'zillion times before I went to buy one and even after ordering them, I still gave up my order and chose to wait further. It's between some 2 very different choices now and before I decide, my swaybars will be sitting right in my boot.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Basic Respect
Enlightened and inspired by my niece's blog - We may not always agree but what is more important is to respect the other person's opinion.
Sorry...
Sorry...
Monday, September 15, 2008
Have A Break...
3 months of sitting around is coming to an end very soon. It is not going to be easy to get rid of the lazy bone that grew slowly but surely on me over the past weeks. These free time has given me some space to catch up on sleep and explore what life has to offer. Due to budget constraints, my plans for long travels are shelved yet again. That gave me the opportunity to really rest my mind. A bonus that came with these extra hours was a new relationship I've gotten myself into and I've been spending more time than I could ever imagine myself to spend with another person and in the process nurturing what I've been trying very hard, using all my might, to protect and to treasure. Like a new seedling, I just watered and sheltered it from the harsh weather.
Very soon, I will have to go back to a faster paced lifestyle and be worried about the most practical yet coldest of all things, money. The root of all evils, the medium for a better life, the reason to push me forward and upwards. To get into the right mindset and not be lost in the process is a constant reminder I have for myself in order to not get stuck in the maze and forget about the more precious things in life. Dad once said that if there are any problems that money can solve, it is not a real problem.
Setting my priorities right would be a challenge but a must. To forget about what is true happiness is not an option. To seek to put happiness to a greater level is what I have to clear the clouds to see. Staying focused would only set the vision clearer.
This WILL be a good start...
Very soon, I will have to go back to a faster paced lifestyle and be worried about the most practical yet coldest of all things, money. The root of all evils, the medium for a better life, the reason to push me forward and upwards. To get into the right mindset and not be lost in the process is a constant reminder I have for myself in order to not get stuck in the maze and forget about the more precious things in life. Dad once said that if there are any problems that money can solve, it is not a real problem.
Setting my priorities right would be a challenge but a must. To forget about what is true happiness is not an option. To seek to put happiness to a greater level is what I have to clear the clouds to see. Staying focused would only set the vision clearer.
This WILL be a good start...
Thursday, September 11, 2008
WALL.E and OUR Environment
Shows with underlying meanings never fail to attract me. My first movie date with was Shadow Hell Rider (whom from today onwards shalt be called Wall.E to catch WALL.E. I like it that they take a piss at the US Congress and sends environmental messages to kids. Kinda reminds me of Captain Planet.
When I was visiting the Museum of Natural History in New York, there was this piece of statistic that shocked me. Singapore, by per capita, has the highest level of waste. Which means, we're the most environmentally unfriendly people who dumps everything. Let's just not take everything for granted and try to reuse whatever we can. On the same note, can I urge each and everyone of you, to take ONE less plastic bag whenever possible? Just one less plastic bag every now and then, you'd be amazed by how much you are doing to help Mother Earth.
Check this out!
Although I think Wednesdays as the BYOB day is silly because it wouldn't take off in a place like Singapore, I believe individually, we can definitely make a difference. Help me help yourself to help the world.
Thank you.
When I was visiting the Museum of Natural History in New York, there was this piece of statistic that shocked me. Singapore, by per capita, has the highest level of waste. Which means, we're the most environmentally unfriendly people who dumps everything. Let's just not take everything for granted and try to reuse whatever we can. On the same note, can I urge each and everyone of you, to take ONE less plastic bag whenever possible? Just one less plastic bag every now and then, you'd be amazed by how much you are doing to help Mother Earth.
Check this out!
Although I think Wednesdays as the BYOB day is silly because it wouldn't take off in a place like Singapore, I believe individually, we can definitely make a difference. Help me help yourself to help the world.
Thank you.
Monday, September 08, 2008
I Love The Whole World
I've been hearing this song on the TV every now and then while I'm either playing mahjong or snuggling in bed. Never occurred to me it's a Discovery Channel thingy. Thought I'd share it... It's pretty nice and makes you sing along. Alot of these people are unsung heroes who brings you a different world while you get to watch it in the comfort of your own home. Don't I sound like an ambassador of Discovery? *psst I can sell the top bar to the channel if they are interested.
Friday, September 05, 2008
Nothing Else Matters
If my memory serves me right, I blogged on me being on a rollercoaster ride some time ago. A familiar feeling is rushing up and drowning me and definitely not very pleasant. Not being able to share the thoughts and emotions, the next best thing is to ensure being the best emotional and mental support anyone could hope for, which also led to the overcompensation mentioned in the last post. A willing mind and soul to do that doesn't mean a person is equipped with the strength and capability to pull it through. Prayers tide the mind for a short period of time and calms it down but just the very next moment, one would be gasping for the air and wanting to make it to the surface and not get drowned in the process. To be able to distant myself is a brand new resolution made mid way through the year that you know as per every other resolutions made during new year, it is so not going to last. However, it is afterall, a resolution.
Reluctant to put anyone through the misery and pain, with enough complaints that my blog is always so dark and upsetting, I will keep this very short. So much so, I only want to say, "As long as you know I'm here, nothing else matters."
And I mean every word of it.
Reluctant to put anyone through the misery and pain, with enough complaints that my blog is always so dark and upsetting, I will keep this very short. So much so, I only want to say, "As long as you know I'm here, nothing else matters."
And I mean every word of it.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Reassessing
Over-compensating is not what I'm good at doing but one would naturally go into that when they are in love. Refraining from doing it is my utmost priority now. When things are starting to feel like a one way street and a totally different direction from where it began, it seems to be the time to take a step back and assess the situation. Having too much time at home doesn't seem like the right solution but only makes things worse. I have more than enough time on my hands to solve problems and subsequently, create them. Right now, I just need to give time to everything and be doing something to take my mind off.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
You Make Me Smile
If I can't be someone who makes you smile, then what am I?
I'm so tired, I just wanna scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so tired, I just wanna scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Loose Not Your Grip
When you said you trusted me, I trusted that you trust me. I trust that you meant what you say and trust me, I'll keep my side of the bargain.
My sixth sense has never served me better though I wish in a better way. Awoken by the message ringtone from my mobile, I picked up as swift as I can imagine myself to when I'm drowsy, falling in and out of sleep. To begin with, my ability to sense things aren't quite right has never been more accurate. I couldn't quite get to sleep. The message read what I most feared.
To not blog about my relationship is my last attempt to protect it from any harm and to shelter it in order to create room for it to grow. But I could no longer find any reasonable outlet to pour my pain.
When told I'm not a rebound, I believed in every word of it because I believed in the person who said it. However, some part of me refused to admit that there's a flaw in that sentence. The person who said it was absolutely sincere and I do not for one second, doubt that. His belief and the actual fact may not agree with one another.
In fear that if I probe further, it will lead to cutting myself in the wrist yet again so I went into hiding and zipped up. I could see the pain and sorrow but yet I'm not ready to let go of the happiness that accompanied me for the last month. Why is it so difficult to put in everything yet not feel hurt?
To not dwell anymore is my way of avoiding things and I do believe things will only get better. Genuinely. To walk away is not a measure I'm prepared to take because I'm selfish.
Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
All I want to do is to find a way back into love... Do not let go of my hand...
My sixth sense has never served me better though I wish in a better way. Awoken by the message ringtone from my mobile, I picked up as swift as I can imagine myself to when I'm drowsy, falling in and out of sleep. To begin with, my ability to sense things aren't quite right has never been more accurate. I couldn't quite get to sleep. The message read what I most feared.
To not blog about my relationship is my last attempt to protect it from any harm and to shelter it in order to create room for it to grow. But I could no longer find any reasonable outlet to pour my pain.
When told I'm not a rebound, I believed in every word of it because I believed in the person who said it. However, some part of me refused to admit that there's a flaw in that sentence. The person who said it was absolutely sincere and I do not for one second, doubt that. His belief and the actual fact may not agree with one another.
In fear that if I probe further, it will lead to cutting myself in the wrist yet again so I went into hiding and zipped up. I could see the pain and sorrow but yet I'm not ready to let go of the happiness that accompanied me for the last month. Why is it so difficult to put in everything yet not feel hurt?
To not dwell anymore is my way of avoiding things and I do believe things will only get better. Genuinely. To walk away is not a measure I'm prepared to take because I'm selfish.
Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
All I want to do is to find a way back into love... Do not let go of my hand...
Monday, September 01, 2008
Mildly In Shock
I can't seem to say enough of this but I am just so glad to be home. Still a little detached. Not very keen to speak to anyone. Maybe still in a mild state of shock. Those of whom I gave a one world reply or not reply your smses or return your calls, I really don't feel like talking at this point in time. But I'm fine. I was still able to laugh and joke with SHR. Give me a while but this is good as well. Only means I have more things to blog about.
Amazing Race - Phuket
This is definitely good for reality TV and as good as the amazing race, except that we have no idea how many teams there are. Woke up this morning not knowing if our flight could take off since the Phuket airport remains closed. While arranging for possible way out of Phuket, we met people on the same boat as ourselves and frantically trying to make our ways out of Phuket. We were given several ideas and of which, the idea to make a road trip up to Bangkok stayed etched and similarly with the other travelers, we were all trying to make our way to Bangkok International Airport.
The catch: The ride is at least a good 10 hours on a route we didn’t know if it was safe and it was the road less traveled. Together with 4 other desperate travelers, we booked a van to take us to Bangkok but that would set us back by another SGD800 but money at this point in time, didn’t mattered that much. We wanted to get out real bad! Unfortunately, an American couple left their luggage at some train station and they wouldn’t get there in time to grab their luggage before they set off on their planned flight in Bangkok. For Fongster and me, it’s ridiculous to go on a more than 10 hours unknown trip when we could just wait to travel home on a 1.5hour flight. Well, that was a problem as we have no idea when exactly would the Phuket airport be opened. We were playing a waiting game, waiting for God to take pity on us.
News of the Phuket airport opening excited us and we have decided to come straight to the airport even if it means aimlessly waiting for a flight to fly out to Singapore or Bangkok. The next flight to Singapore from Bangkok was either 7pm tonight or 7am tomorrow morning. Either way, we needed to get our arses to Bangkok. So we camped here in the Silkair office as the Thai Airways authorities refused to entertain us. Even as a Star Alliance member, holding a SQ ticket got us nowhere.
News of the Thai airways landing would also mean other planes could land. By then, Silkair would send their planes here. That would be another hour later so we waited and had our lunch at Burger King. After lunch, we continued with bugging the Silkair ticketing girl. That paid off and while on an attempt to change our flight out from Bangkok to flying out of Phuket on Silkair straight back to Singapore, she managed to confirm a flight for us in a few hours time. Now, while keeping my fingers crossed and hoping that the airport remains open and flights could take off and land safely, I’m waiting patiently to get my butt on that MI flight and my arms around Shadow Hell Rider.
Stamped: 4.27pm Phuket time, Phuket International Airport
The catch: The ride is at least a good 10 hours on a route we didn’t know if it was safe and it was the road less traveled. Together with 4 other desperate travelers, we booked a van to take us to Bangkok but that would set us back by another SGD800 but money at this point in time, didn’t mattered that much. We wanted to get out real bad! Unfortunately, an American couple left their luggage at some train station and they wouldn’t get there in time to grab their luggage before they set off on their planned flight in Bangkok. For Fongster and me, it’s ridiculous to go on a more than 10 hours unknown trip when we could just wait to travel home on a 1.5hour flight. Well, that was a problem as we have no idea when exactly would the Phuket airport be opened. We were playing a waiting game, waiting for God to take pity on us.
News of the Phuket airport opening excited us and we have decided to come straight to the airport even if it means aimlessly waiting for a flight to fly out to Singapore or Bangkok. The next flight to Singapore from Bangkok was either 7pm tonight or 7am tomorrow morning. Either way, we needed to get our arses to Bangkok. So we camped here in the Silkair office as the Thai Airways authorities refused to entertain us. Even as a Star Alliance member, holding a SQ ticket got us nowhere.
News of the Thai airways landing would also mean other planes could land. By then, Silkair would send their planes here. That would be another hour later so we waited and had our lunch at Burger King. After lunch, we continued with bugging the Silkair ticketing girl. That paid off and while on an attempt to change our flight out from Bangkok to flying out of Phuket on Silkair straight back to Singapore, she managed to confirm a flight for us in a few hours time. Now, while keeping my fingers crossed and hoping that the airport remains open and flights could take off and land safely, I’m waiting patiently to get my butt on that MI flight and my arms around Shadow Hell Rider.
Stamped: 4.27pm Phuket time, Phuket International Airport
Day 3 on Saturday
Day 3 is comparatively exciting. Besides worrying for our flight and the riot for the first half of the day, we were barely affected. Signing a minutely hefty credit card bill, I was whisked into another 3 full hours of massages and a Jurlique facial. It can only be described as a aromatic experience. The rose mist that was sprayed on my face after every facial procedure helped tremendously in soothing the cramps that I was experiencing. My acnes are also getting worse which is why I chose this day to start on the Pill. Hoping to see a difference, I’m also living in fear that this puts on me the higher risk group for breast cancer, not forgetting I’m as already in the high risk group. The cramps and water retention is killing me slowly so the Pill would probably ease all the PMS.
Dinner was initially booked for a party of 3 at Baan Rim Pa, an award winning restaurant here in Phuket. Alkie ED couldn’t make it so Fongster and myself went ahead. To grab a tuk-tuk or taxi there will cost us 300baht and the vendors here refuses to budge. So we resorted to renting a scooter. Here’s the catch, neither of us could ride. Of course, Fongster with the longer legs would probably be the safer rider. He’s got the set of “brakes” I don’t have. Without “power steering”, the “brakes” were crucial when we were making the u-turns. Upon reaching the restaurant, I thought we achieved something great that day by evading the mini oligopoly here on Karon beach. By the way, the bike rental costs us a total of 200baht and another 40baht for gasoline. Trip to the restaurant and back would easily set up back by at least 600baht. For the two of us who just spent nearly 6000baht on dinner, we didn’t quite save much but it was definitely the highlight of the trip.
The last we’ve heard from Alkie ED, there were flights scheduled to come in from Singapore so we are likely to have a flight back home tomorrow. Fingers still tightly crossed.
Dinner was initially booked for a party of 3 at Baan Rim Pa, an award winning restaurant here in Phuket. Alkie ED couldn’t make it so Fongster and myself went ahead. To grab a tuk-tuk or taxi there will cost us 300baht and the vendors here refuses to budge. So we resorted to renting a scooter. Here’s the catch, neither of us could ride. Of course, Fongster with the longer legs would probably be the safer rider. He’s got the set of “brakes” I don’t have. Without “power steering”, the “brakes” were crucial when we were making the u-turns. Upon reaching the restaurant, I thought we achieved something great that day by evading the mini oligopoly here on Karon beach. By the way, the bike rental costs us a total of 200baht and another 40baht for gasoline. Trip to the restaurant and back would easily set up back by at least 600baht. For the two of us who just spent nearly 6000baht on dinner, we didn’t quite save much but it was definitely the highlight of the trip.
The last we’ve heard from Alkie ED, there were flights scheduled to come in from Singapore so we are likely to have a flight back home tomorrow. Fingers still tightly crossed.
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