<?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-7924592</id><updated>2012-03-03T09:52:08.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my world my dreamz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>610</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8947510136620719508</id><published>2012-03-03T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T09:52:08.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundrednine_609---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAtO4ziZKhw/T1Fmd6454pI/AAAAAAAABHE/pWrD4IOSxgY/s1600/tumblr_lzomtf4W6h1r66j9wo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAtO4ziZKhw/T1Fmd6454pI/AAAAAAAABHE/pWrD4IOSxgY/s320/tumblr_lzomtf4W6h1r66j9wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715462066320040594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Life is as usual. School from Mon to Fri, mostly rushing to go for 9am lectures, which kills me every week! Dread Tue &amp;amp; Thu but still goes on. Meet up friends for this &amp;amp; that. Do my homework. Research on my assignments &amp;amp; exam qns. Call my friends back home. Busy whatsapp my friends back home. Drawing on the app game non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Easter holiday is in 2 weeks time. I'm still very lost deep down inside. I wish I can use this holiday wisely &amp;amp; makeup for what I have lost previous semester. There are so much to catch up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I have so much to say. I wish I can tell Michelle, because she knows me well. I'm not trying to say that Jocelyn doesn't know me well. Just that I once opened up to her, and probably I feel comfortable opening up to her. But I've gradually changed, slightly mature, independent &amp;amp; discipline. But emotionally, i've wore out myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Lately, something happened. I've no idea is the case close? But I hope everything is fine by now. I shall see what will happen the trip down to Manchester tml. I do cherish these two friends &amp;amp; I hope things will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Yesterday, Jie Ling texted me. It's like FINALLY! Omg, I miss her. And we chatted for more than 4 hours on the phone. It shows that I got so much to tell her, so much to share. Those were the days we always chat on phone at night &amp;amp; next day I'll have the dead face going to school. LOL~ Can't wait to see Jie Ling when I head back. Even though we hardly text but still I understand she's busy with her Final Year. The one who always make me vomit blood whenever I talk to her, actually cares about my health here. My Jie Ling indeed show improvement towards caring &amp;amp; concerning friend. Glad it pays off =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The hidden meaning of T.I.R.E.D. Sometimes I really a shoulder, a companion to standby quietly by my side, a listening ear to listen to all sorts of my rants, &amp;amp; an advisor to guide me back to my path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8947510136620719508?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8947510136620719508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8947510136620719508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8947510136620719508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8947510136620719508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2012/03/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundrednine_609---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAtO4ziZKhw/T1Fmd6454pI/AAAAAAAABHE/pWrD4IOSxgY/s72-c/tumblr_lzomtf4W6h1r66j9wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1122613010569703343</id><published>2012-02-22T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T00:39:50.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredeight_608---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRA06sAf_zg/T0P9R_4dtwI/AAAAAAAABGo/b-VgC235T70/s320/tumblr_lvfqq8h0zb1r3xlqb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711687238083786498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGFf_JmYG80/T0P9SD4cCYI/AAAAAAAABG0/-JV-ETpvgcs/s1600/tumblr_lvfqrnBYfK1r3xlqb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wGFf_JmYG80/T0P9SD4cCYI/AAAAAAAABG0/-JV-ETpvgcs/s320/tumblr_lvfqrnBYfK1r3xlqb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711687239157418370" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I wanna getaway. Definitely not because i'm stress or sick of school, but kinda wanna have a peaceful place to face myself, maybe a moment without phone. Looks like the only way to have a extremely short time for myself is when i'm walking to &amp;amp; fro to school. Simply love the slow walk to main campus or NUBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Really gotta plan a solitary trip real soon... What about Brussel after exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Time passes so fast &amp;amp; right now it's gonna end of Feb. And soon, I'll be boarding my flight back home for the summer. There goes one year in university. Isn't that pretty fast? If only time slow down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Are things gonna be the same? This time round, I swear I did cherish every single moment in my life. I've finally learnt my lesson so please do not deprive even the last thing I have been holding on tightly in my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After going through so much, I have learn to holdback as much as I can. I will try to hide it as much as I can. I won't let anyone worry anymore. I wanna tell the world i'm trying my best to be a better, responsible, trustworthy, and definitely mature Bon. I know I never wanna be but this is how the environment force me to. It just shaped me when it's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Have been hanging out with Bixue lately with all the companions and cravings. What actually surprises, she can figure out the motive behind every actions I did. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes! I admit I need more attention, love, care &amp;amp; concern even though I repeatedly saying I don't deserve to be loved. How can I keep telling myself that out there in this world, there are lots we really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1122613010569703343?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1122613010569703343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1122613010569703343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1122613010569703343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1122613010569703343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post_22.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredeight_608---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRA06sAf_zg/T0P9R_4dtwI/AAAAAAAABGo/b-VgC235T70/s72-c/tumblr_lvfqq8h0zb1r3xlqb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6204266191422755760</id><published>2012-02-09T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T19:30:36.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredseven_607---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;For everyone knows I love eating mango for my entire life. Why will I choose lemon over mango all of a sudden? What so good about this lemon? It doesn't taste good for a fruit to consume by itself. It doesn't look good and so more. But it is good for health, good for cooking as part of an ingredient, just so good. Even so, how can I forsake mango for lemon that I hardly eat, that I hardly enjoy it as a fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W6jGxaQVVg0/TzT_wOVKrMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/amlRwOzhPmc/s320/tumblr_lz50yezpLG1rn6dceo2_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707467831730941122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Irresistible inner beauty of a lemon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Can't stop a single second not thinking of lemon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6204266191422755760?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6204266191422755760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6204266191422755760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6204266191422755760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6204266191422755760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredseven_607---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W6jGxaQVVg0/TzT_wOVKrMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/amlRwOzhPmc/s72-c/tumblr_lz50yezpLG1rn6dceo2_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2892557825341628823</id><published>2012-01-30T06:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:40:35.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredsix_606---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It's been a month since I touched this. Exam's finally down. I'm glad but on the other hand, I doubt I did well. Reason being, I blamed myself for not putting 100% effort in it. I always tell myself to put in 101% in it, but sometimes the moment you step out of the hall, you know you could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let bygones be bygones, learn from mistakes, remember this well in your mind, and promise never let yourself regret anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this, I'm really gonna change. I'm determine to change. No more the one who plays everyday, hangout for socializing everyday, wasting my free time and let things happen on it's own. I know those descriptions aren't what I want. And apparently i'm trying hard to fit to everyone's demands. Someone almost perfect in everything. Give me a least half a year, I'll try to be someone different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CNY this year wasn't good, never feel the love, the family, and the warmth. There's something going on back in Singapore, so it terribly affected my entire mood for my exam, my CNY, my entire world. Totally lost and wanna give up everything to rush home but I know I can't and I'll never let anything come between things that will affect my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This year CNY, i'm not there. I can't talk much to her and I've no idea how's her life. Has it been always busy like usual or did she give herself a break she deserve? I didn't really talked to her ever since my departure. I told myself to take more initiative to call up, but she fail and disappoint me. I can't blame anyone because i'm just stubborn. Stubborn kills me! I know I will need to go back during my summer and I definitely avoid staying long or even chances of seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in NCL has been fine. I appreciate having Jocelyn by my side. Thank god, there's her. Because i'm trying very hard, very hard. It's time to stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2892557825341628823?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2892557825341628823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2892557825341628823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2892557825341628823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2892557825341628823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_30.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredsix_606---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8987093240776000795</id><published>2011-12-26T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:58:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredfive_605---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXiiKKB4eso/TvfV0PxFPGI/AAAAAAAABGE/gwVccD-qOuI/s1600/IMAG1669.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXiiKKB4eso/TvfV0PxFPGI/AAAAAAAABGE/gwVccD-qOuI/s320/IMAG1669.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690251747768220770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;X'mas has gone for an hour or so. I thought my x'mas will be a lonely one, where all my love ones are so faraway from me. But never did I expect Lifen and her sis make my first x'mas in UK so wonderful. They came over and have a awesome x'mas dinner with me, spending my last few hours of x'mas chit-chatting, watching tv, enjoying their awesome cooking. And I felt so bad for not doing anything. Thank god I have them around, if not I will probably eat something really simple and head back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really have great chat with Lifen and glad to know her sis. Lifen and I just talked almost everything. I can say she's the next comfortable person I can talk to after Michelle. Apparently, we got to get so close with each other by talking stuff that we don't share around. Well, 3 months, 3 short months in NCL, a lot of things happened and I observe lots of things too. I know who's good to me, and who's not. I know who's worth making an extra mile to do everything for that person, and who's not. I always thought my answer is correct until reality reveal the answer, which wasn't the same as mine. I don't know who's really good to me because it's bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep saying that I have lots of friends surrounding me, but actually that's the surface of my social life. And true enough, friends come and go. Those who stay and stand by you, are true friends. And i'm glad I have make great friends here. Counting down to the number of days Michelle is back. Follow by Xuyan, Jocelyn and Ying Ching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This x'mas, probably it's the best gift from you. It's been a while since we have such long chat. You may not notice it and if you do, you might not know how much I appreciate it. Miles and miles away, it seems like it didn't stop us from contacting each other. I will say it's a waste to give up seven eight years of friendship and in between we haven't been contacting each other. I guess from this chat, you realise I have grown up, more mature, and probably able to console you to make you feel comfortable to open up. I don't know when will I ever chat with you again, just hope you don't runaway from your feelings but face it because you know i'm always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, i'm glad you didn't come with me because I might not even have the chance to make such great friends here and you know what I mean. What might be worst is probably I won't have a life here and having two times the stress i'm having now with you around. I didn't mean to say something so hurtful but purely stating the fact. And I might not have Samantha staying next door too. Looks like it's god's will, fate. Thank god I didn't go against god's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take some time out to think about my 2012 resolution, looking forward to a brand new 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8987093240776000795?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8987093240776000795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8987093240776000795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8987093240776000795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8987093240776000795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredfive_605---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXiiKKB4eso/TvfV0PxFPGI/AAAAAAAABGE/gwVccD-qOuI/s72-c/IMAG1669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1674288261985744592</id><published>2011-12-23T07:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:55:50.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredfour_604---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1ArsgWFDGc/TvO3TxPeLhI/AAAAAAAABF4/-L8gUmxb06Q/s1600/IMAG1606.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1ArsgWFDGc/TvO3TxPeLhI/AAAAAAAABF4/-L8gUmxb06Q/s320/IMAG1606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689092304562695698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Back from Barcelona short trip. Well, sort of an alternative for not being able to head home. But well, not really very keen to head back home actually. And since i'm here, why not take the opportunity to travel around Europe. My next stop will be Amsterdam &amp;amp; Holland during the Easter. If jie doesn't come on the Easter, I shall stick to this. Of course i'm more than willing she comes and visit me. But I don't pin too much hope on it. Never take such things seriously because nobody loves the feeling of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D3N of Barcelona was real fun. Of course, i've learnt and realized a lot of things during this journey. Thank god CY was nearly drunk that night that made me realise a lot of things that I will never know or understand until I experience it. From there onwards, I wanna be a better person. A person people think i'm worth knowing, having and cherishing. I will stop touching cigarette, stop drinking like nobody's biz, stop hurting myself, and lastly, a really grown up Bon! I want people to see me as a young adult but not just a kid anymore. I know in some ways, it's good to be seen younger but not in a way when it comes to reliability and trustworthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip I also managed to try Shisha. I know right, it's worst than smoking. But here am I just gaining experience so it's not addiction. I also hate the feeling of traveling without sufficient to spend. It's my very first time on a budget trip and I tightened my budget to only £500 including air tickets, accommodation and expenses. But if I really wanna travel around, I really gotta save, and go on budget because there's no way I can get a job here. My parents will definitely roar at me if it really affects my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is gone, either for holiday or back home. I've the entire flat just for myself for weeks. Probably not entire flat, but entire block!!! I can do whatever I want, blasting my music during wee hours, singing while having a shower, and even occupying the living room just to fully focus on my exam revision. It's not that bad after all to stay all alone during x'mas. But too early to say anything because it's just Day One! And i'm trying ways to cheer myself up for being alone not interacting with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally made my very first Cappuccino with the coffee machine. Need more practice to improve the quality of the coffee. After all it's not Starbucks coffee machine i'm using now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I came back from Barcelona, I received a msg asking my status here. And what makes me feel so disappointed is even the people I least expected actually kinda concern my status here. What about you? You didn't bother to even ask or try to reach me. I've been here for 3 months &amp;amp; you didn't even ask mummy about me. Sometimes I wonder why should I give it a damn. If I really chuck it aside, i'm being disrespectful. Starting to wonder should I even head back during the summer. I know I need to but I know there's no way I can avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's x'mas round the corner. I've received cards from friends. And I sincerely thank every single one of them because they never forgotten me. The lil things they do just make my day. Well, I shall make a x'mas wish and hope that Santa can try to fulfill it, not that I believe in Santa. I hope I can give 100% focus on till the end of my exam and of course do well in the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be saying or doing anything. But there are people I really miss badly deep down my heart. And I thank god some of them have been constantly contacting me, some of them are just so near to me, and some of them are always there for me. I will never name it out those I really miss badly because I see no point in letting those to know if they didn't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry X'mas &amp;amp; a Happy New Year to my Love Ones! &amp;lt;3&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/7924592-1674288261985744592?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1674288261985744592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1674288261985744592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1674288261985744592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1674288261985744592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_23.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredfour_604---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H1ArsgWFDGc/TvO3TxPeLhI/AAAAAAAABF4/-L8gUmxb06Q/s72-c/IMAG1606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1941907009747594915</id><published>2011-12-13T13:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:22:06.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredthree_603---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzWXjpatI4/TubmTWJZTfI/AAAAAAAABFs/1TDBvrbhxt0/s1600/375998_10151034752225244_630950243_21928584_1432905897_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzWXjpatI4/TubmTWJZTfI/AAAAAAAABFs/1TDBvrbhxt0/s320/375998_10151034752225244_630950243_21928584_1432905897_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484799638719986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;This is the best picture for that night. Such a rare one, because we hardly take it together =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Last Saturday, attended SingSoc's annual x'mas dinner @ Pizzeria Santana @ Jesmond area. Food was pretty alright. But what most important is the people, it's a moment where everyone gathered together before the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Right before the dinner, I went out with Jocelyn to do some shopping for the night. Bumped into Michelle, Lifen &amp;amp; Xuyan. Headed home and doll up myself. Didn't know Samuel coming around 6pm, made me rushed like mad. He drove us there and it took us some time to walk to the place because both Samantha &amp;amp; I were wearing DAMN high heels. And mine was 5-inch tall. We were kinda slightly late but not even half has arrive. So much fun taking pictures, texting Ying Ching, socializing around with the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;After the dinner, headed down to pub to have some drinks and chill it out. Thank god, xuyan allowed me to drink and of course I need to control myself from getting drunk. I drank vodka sprite, a unknown shot, 2 glasses of red wine and 2 glasses of champagne. I wasn't drunk but I was tipsy that I thought about xiao yi. Whenever I think about her, it just make me sad and disappointed with her. Ying Ching was there to talk to me, with xuyan by my side taking good care of me. As usual, regardless whether i'm drunk or tipsy, I will definitely feel damn cold until I start to shiver like nobody's business. Even they gave me their scarf and coats, I will just shiver like mad. I started feeling sleepy and shut my eyes for awhile, and xuyan never leave me for one second. Looking at the time, it's near closing time and all decided to head home but just can't get a cab even calling umpteen times. We're the first decided to move off first, ended up being the last one to leave the pub. And because I was tipsy, they decided to ask me to stay up at their house over the night. So I ended myself in Michelle's room. Both of us ended up chatting till around 5am, which is like for 2 hours I guess. I can't really get to sleep but just on and off naps in between the period until 12 noon. Cab home and wanted to sleep. However I was damn energetic by then and I was up, facing the screen doing my assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1941907009747594915?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1941907009747594915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1941907009747594915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1941907009747594915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1941907009747594915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_13.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredthree_603---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KOzWXjpatI4/TubmTWJZTfI/AAAAAAAABFs/1TDBvrbhxt0/s72-c/375998_10151034752225244_630950243_21928584_1432905897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2704820546865353273</id><published>2011-12-05T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:11:30.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredtwo_602---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwLnrcqRDUY/TtupBTJJ2MI/AAAAAAAABFg/PdX_ibE0dAE/s1600/untitled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwLnrcqRDUY/TtupBTJJ2MI/AAAAAAAABFg/PdX_ibE0dAE/s320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682321194641643714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Michelle sent me this to cheer me up. She never failed to send me a picture...that's her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Right now in Robinson Library. I'm suppose to get ass done with my MR for tomorrow's presentation and report submission, but I'm kinda giving myself a break, an excuse to blog everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm fine, overcome every single sadness in life, but I looks like it's not. It was triggered by some words, actions and emotions then made me cried, broke my promise and started drinking alone in the room with more than half a bottle gone, and lastly hurting myself. But my attempt failed. The sudden lost the aim and goal in life sucks. I'm so disappointed with myself for the things I failed to accomplish from the day I arrived and I seems to be enjoying my life every single day like a tourist. Thank god Samantha was with me. But well, I saw her tearing too. I felt bad at the moment that I triggered all her sadness. Didn't reply Michelle and Ying Ching, which wasn't a good sign. Woke up after an hour of rest and Michelle isn't online on Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a very bad headache and I can do is to continue with my report which is due on Monday. Texted Michelle and I've no idea why I tell her the truth about what happened the previous night. She told me she sort of expected. But she was so disappointed when the moment I told her I got the intention to hurt myself. I felt so bad. I woke up knowing that I broke my promise. Even though Ying Ching and the rest doesn't know, but I feel guilty about it. Maybe that's also the reason why I don't deserve to be love because I'm hurting and disappointing my people that who cares and loves me. Of course, I don't recover like within a second so this time round I asked permission for drinking from Michelle and she rejected. The next moment she told me Ying Ching asked Lifen was I drunk yesterday. I was like kinda shock how did she know when she's in London. So coincident just happened when I drink, she asked. I can't express how much I appreciate Michelle been there for me. She Skype me for 3 hours to cheer me up. Of course, at the end of the call, I was laughing and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, I doubt you will be able to see this but THANK YOU, thank you so much for being there by my side. I do not know why I'm able to open up to you in such a short period of time. I don't know why I feel comfortable enough to tell you everything. I don't know why when I'm down &amp;amp; depressed, I will look for you. You're such a good friend that I will definitely cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on as usual, staying up till wee hours to study and do our assignments and suddenly Michelle came up with a feasible business idea! Right now, we're both excited about it and more R&amp;amp;D will be starting soon once our assignments are off our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, lunch with Michelle and she's so enthusiastic about the business. How can I not feel the same way as her. We wanna make it feasible, make it big, make it ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, there will be a MR presentation. Totally know nuts about its dress code. LOL. Gotta edit that rubbish.&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/7924592-2704820546865353273?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2704820546865353273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2704820546865353273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2704820546865353273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2704820546865353273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_05.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredtwo_602---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwLnrcqRDUY/TtupBTJJ2MI/AAAAAAAABFg/PdX_ibE0dAE/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1840212888930689775</id><published>2011-12-01T05:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:30:24.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundredone_601---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0h51uJz5s/TtaqLqMnqQI/AAAAAAAABFU/vRKJ9Tv_DNc/s1600/tumblr_kzy836EAM01qavjoxo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0h51uJz5s/TtaqLqMnqQI/AAAAAAAABFU/vRKJ9Tv_DNc/s320/tumblr_kzy836EAM01qavjoxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680915097256962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Went through lots of ups and downs for the past couple of weeks, and thank god i'm feeling a lot better. Apart from being stress on my workload and the upcoming exam on Jan, everything seems back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expect I can be so fortunate to have Michelle by my side. When I was totally depressed and wanted to just cry all alone, she's there by my side, keeping quiet and be it physically and/or mentally, she is just there. She went searching for pictures and created something that touched my heart. And upon seeing the picture (right above), I bursted into tears. I really thank her for being there. And I know everyone has its own problems and stage where they are down and depressed, but she didn't fail to stand by me. Maybe we are just so similar! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking through of things, I wanted to become stronger and braver to face my problems. I wanted to be more self-discipline to focus on my revision and studies. I wanted to be happy and bring happiness to my surroundings. I wanted to be more mature and give people a sense of reliability. I wanted to be more capable to be able to do every single things. I just wanna be the BON I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam dates are out. I shall spend the holidays to focus and study. Although i'm all alone spending my x'mas by myself, but I promise I will stay happy, stay focus and study for my exam. It maybe a lonely x'mas which I wanted to avoid but I believe I can overcome the loneliness in NCL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 Jan (Mon) - Spanish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 Jan (Wed) - Managerial Economics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 Jan (Thu) - Global Marketing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Bon, it's your very first exam in Uni, do your best and never give yourself too much stress. Believing is everything. Believe you can do it like anybody else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is gonna be over and I spend most of my November having lots of fun. From planning and doing it for Lifen's birthday and doing Jocelyn's birthday present, I finally have my own time to study and do my assignments. But December is coming and there's lots of things coming up such as birthday celebrations, SingSoc x'mas dinner, Barcelona trip with Samantha, and not forgetting assignments due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to stop thinking things that will affect my emotions. I'm trying hard to stop looking at things that will make me feel emotional. I'm trying hard to let everyone see my smile and ease their worries. I'm trying hard to do whatever I can. And I shall bear it in my mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1840212888930689775?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1840212888930689775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1840212888930689775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1840212888930689775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1840212888930689775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundredone_601---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0h51uJz5s/TtaqLqMnqQI/AAAAAAAABFU/vRKJ9Tv_DNc/s72-c/tumblr_kzy836EAM01qavjoxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3369581114060672038</id><published>2011-11-19T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T03:44:17.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---sixhundred_600---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Welcome my 600th post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've finally come up with a decision. This time round i'm not doing it for anyone else but for me. Not for my Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy, not for my relatives, not for my friends and not for people who pin high hopes on me. I know everyone is doing that, and it's not surprising. But it's a tough decision for me because it's my nature to do it for others instead for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I've sought approval from Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy, glad that they support my decision. I was cracking my head on how to open up this to them. I must be wondering why I make a sudden change in my planning but luckily they didn't prompt much. But definitely one of the reason is not I wanna go back home soon. If I got the opportunity to stay and work here, I will definitely not hesitate and say YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Things aren't getting bad however my surroundings are not. It might seems to be the 'breaking up' season for couples. Well, it just so happened to happen to be my surrounding people. But of course, I will stand by them. People might be worried I might get affected and slowly becoming emo or depress over issues. But well, to be honest, i'm feeling a lot better. I seems to be happier and avoid thinking about unnecessary things that cause me to spend hours lying on my bed and wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;But one very good reason i'm determine to change is because I wanna be the next SingSoc president. Since i'm not going anywhere, I wanna give it a try. I believe i'm up to it. But will there be tough competition, I assume there will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm just not getting use to people treating me so good. I don't wanna trouble people, don't wish people to worry about me. But I don't know how to stop letting people worry or care and concern to much about me. The more care and concern I feel, the more rebellious I wanna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Seriously, I don't know what's on my mind. But I've thought of going MIA on my bday itself. Maybe I fear and scare it will be a sad one. So I choose to runaway instead of facing it. My very first year celebrating bday all alone in a foreign country. Maybe I will try going to indulge in some good food all by myself. Sounds not a bad idea right. Having my fav Jap food Yo! Sushi. Or probably go to Sandman and have a couple of drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3369581114060672038?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3369581114060672038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3369581114060672038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3369581114060672038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3369581114060672038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_19.html' title='*&lt;---sixhundred_600---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2773730320110716408</id><published>2011-11-13T05:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T06:53:06.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintynine_599---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZCKQ1D2hM0/Tr7voN2Lh2I/AAAAAAAABFI/xdsixLb73OQ/s1600/IMAG0796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZCKQ1D2hM0/Tr7voN2Lh2I/AAAAAAAABFI/xdsixLb73OQ/s320/IMAG0796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674236054724118370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Maybe I should stop drinking outside or rather drinking with people I'm comfortable. I was once again drunk yesterday. This time not only I didn't keep my promise to Ying Ching, but also hurt Xuyan. I feel so bad and guilty because I'm a depressed drunker. I may not know what exactly happened but they filled me in bits and pieces and I guess I know what's roughly going on. Yes, I admit i'm homesick, friend-sick, stress over my school, depress over decision that I couldn't make, and lastly lonely being here. And thank god, Samantha is here for me to bring me home. And even put a note and a box of tea on my table. So sweet of her! I can't say how much I appreciate their presence in my life. My life is so screw up, yet I have them standing by my side. Especially towards Ying Ching, Michelle, Xuyan, Lifen, and Samantha, they are all worried about me yet what i've done yesterday can't make them feel ease until I really gotta prove to them. Of course, with such stress and pressure I doubt myself able to elect for SingSoc president. I guess I gotta move on and follow my mind instead of my heart. 22 years old yet I'm not even responsible of my own actions, letting people who are even younger to take care and worried about me, such a failure! I really don't deserve to be love and concern. And when they told me how disappointed they were with nerizza, I was shocked and surprised. I wish I don't know about it. Like people say ignorance is bliss! It only makes me think that she's using me and nothing else. Once again, hurt by friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this incident, it doesn't help me to open up to them even though they are very worried about me for all I have done and said yesterday, just make me wanna avoid them for a time being. Alright, in fact i'm running away instead of facing it. But Lifen's birthday is coming, can't avoid them though. I don't know how to face the rest of them. And they even banned me from drinking. Which defeat the purpose of learning to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i've no idea what should I do to distract myself from feeling lonely here. Yay, they said i've lots of friends here. So what! At the end of the day, i'm still back in my room, facing the four walls, notes and books, higher chance of feeling lonely and started to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm so stuck up with my choices now. It's either I go for my placement, which is my original plan, or I stay for my final year. I know a lot of people will be questioning me why the sudden urge to opt-out of placement. For stupid reason, friends. I forsake something that will help in my future career for friends. How silly! Yes, I can imagine my parents' reaction when I tell them. My heart said just stay and enjoy whenever you can because once i'm back, there's no way I can live the life I want. My mind said just go with your plan. Remember how hard I work to achieve what I wanted now. Nobody will support what my heart said, instead they will ask me to follow my mind. That's the point, I don't see anyone supporting me to follow my heart when I seriously wanna follow my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2773730320110716408?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2773730320110716408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2773730320110716408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2773730320110716408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2773730320110716408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_13.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintynine_599---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZCKQ1D2hM0/Tr7voN2Lh2I/AAAAAAAABFI/xdsixLb73OQ/s72-c/IMAG0796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4596642857620059083</id><published>2011-11-03T05:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:36:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintyeight_598---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Last Saturday was the celebration of advance Halloween for SingSoc. I'm kinda looking forward because it's my first time attending such event. Of course, it makes me feel better than keep staying at home facing my tones of notes and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended it with Samantha, my flatmate. I'm so lucky to have her as my flatmate and friend. On the way there, met my seniors. They're a bunch of seniors I love hanging out with. Well, purely friendship and nothing else. The rest weren't there yet and I reached there around 8.30pm. Chit-chatting &amp;amp; taking pictures until the rest arrived. Well, what so impt to me was I tried smoking on this particular day. It just so happened some of them wanted to try and I give it a try. I tried with and without menthol and I prefer with menthol. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I was drunk that night that I don't even know what's going on after till the next morning I woke up on my bed. A shock state I'm back without knowing how I got home. I only remembered bits and pieces and I gotta asked around to know exactly what's going on. Shit me! Such irresponsible me to make a fool of myself. Check control myself in future. I was actually playing ring of fire with them and drinking non-stop till I got in such situation. After finishing the game, I was so hungry that I told YC about it. She wanted to bring me back to her house to cook instant noodles for me until Lifen found one cup noodles. I was somehow chased out of the kitchen by Lifen for god knows what reason. I whatsapp Bixue because I don't see her around. Asked Ying Ching and realized she's back home sleeping -.- She told me she'll be back! While waiting for my food, Michelle told me I was shouting 'BITCH' or 'SLUT' at the kitchen. =x And Lifen fed me my noodles and asked me to drink a big glass of water. Next moment they told me I was crying. Then I was helped to the sofa and rest until they told me a cab arrived. I was told I wanted to hop home instead getting a cab. Look, how can I be sad when I wan an hop home??? I was hopping out from the house to the cab. And Ying Ching put me in the cab but I jumped out from the cab standing in the middle of the road. Scared the hell out of Ying Ching when a car drove passed me. Lol. Bixue actually sent me back home to my room. Thank god there's her with me. I can't express how much I appreciate them for taking good care of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4596642857620059083?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4596642857620059083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4596642857620059083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4596642857620059083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4596642857620059083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintyeight_598---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7872307752291228581</id><published>2011-10-18T06:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:34:38.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintyseven_597---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I can't help but to be emotion in this corner of my blog. This moment I should be reading my lecture notes, but halfway through, I'm so lost and have been thinking non-stop that I decide to vent it out on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many years, suddenly I got this feeling back once again. It's been 6 7 years ever since I started to feel this. Why do I worried I will once again been hurt by friends. I thought I will be happy to welcome my friends with both hands. I thought I will be a low profile person in my university life. I thought everything will be smooth and no such thing as political issue going on. I thought I will be less emo. I thought, I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. I accepted my friend for who she is, but why will I even thought of pushing her away. Why my past will flash on my mind? Is it my past and fear that stops me from going further? Maybe the problem don't lies on any of my friends but me. I scare and worry to be hurt once again because I can't take another blow by myself again. She tried many ways and things to convince me and I even tried using it to convince myself, but I just step back everything I think about this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt anyone can open it up again. Last time, it maybe Cuiping doing it. But who can guarantee that she can do it again, don't even mention the rest. Name it...self closure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7872307752291228581?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7872307752291228581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7872307752291228581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7872307752291228581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7872307752291228581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintyseven_597---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4535487287308992704</id><published>2011-10-02T03:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T05:23:46.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintysix_596---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kR2lWbpzxQ/TodwCpKfjgI/AAAAAAAABE4/DTdl189kd9Q/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-09-29%2Bat%2B8.37.56%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kR2lWbpzxQ/TodwCpKfjgI/AAAAAAAABE4/DTdl189kd9Q/s320/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-09-29%2Bat%2B8.37.56%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658614647526231554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;School is starting in two days time. I'm kinda looking forward even though I do not know many people in the class. I hope this motivation, passion and the hunger for knowledge will keep me going till the end of this degree. I must never forget the reasons for coming all the way so far, leaving my family, friends and my house to get the ultimate goal. I will never forget that there are people waiting for me to return, giving me moral support no matter what stress I'm facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my timetable for the first semester is good as I don't need to wake up that early everyday. This also gives me a reason to stay up late to study and do my essays or projects. Not forgetting my Business School and Main campus are quite near. Luckily not all needed to be attend. Some modules seminars just need to attend one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, I will have Business Spanish and Global Marketing Environments. I signed up a career development workshop on "How to Write a CV". I hope it helps to enhance my CV. I can't wait to source for a good FMCG company for my placement. Other than FMCG, what other industries I will like to join? Can't think of any now. Not forgetting dropping by my personal tutor's room to say HI, Dr Mitchell Ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to UK clubbing yesterday. Drank a lot, and after dancing for 4 hours plus, I puked the very first time. Headed back and continue dancing and I wanted to puke again. That's when I surrendered and rest on a seat. Whenever I drink, I will feel thirsty and sleepy. I'm suck in drinking!!! Tonight I intended to join the rest to go to Digital, but looks like I should just stay home and do my stuff since Cuiping said NO too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been Skype-ing with family and friends, not to mention viber. It just so awesome to have such technology even on-the-go. But it's eating my damn battery. Email is also one of the fun thing I love doing it with my friends. Various ways of communicating just make life interesting and time just flies even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to music almost every single hours. Every music brings back each of its own memories. Every music has its own representative. Since I'm not heading out to Digital, I guess I shall stay and read on my lecture notes preparing for Monday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying big bags from groceries, printers and stuff back home just makes me feel and think how fortunate am I in the past. All I need is to dial my Daddy's number or flag a cab to go home. But not here. Everything I do, I must think twice, think for my wallet, think for my everyday spending and think for my unexpected expenses. I just can't imagine how fortunate I used to be for the past 22 years. I guess I take every single thing for granted. That's why I'm suffering now to be more independent and stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4535487287308992704?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4535487287308992704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4535487287308992704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4535487287308992704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4535487287308992704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintysix_596---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--kR2lWbpzxQ/TodwCpKfjgI/AAAAAAAABE4/DTdl189kd9Q/s72-c/Screen%2BShot%2B2011-09-29%2Bat%2B8.37.56%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4864103014184659291</id><published>2011-09-23T06:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T17:32:02.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintyfive_595---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It's Day Seven, which means I've been here for a week. I can't believe I'm still surviving from it because I seriously miss home, I miss my daddy &amp;amp; mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for the first four days, this shows how much I wanted to go home. I even thought of giving up, just withdraw and stay in with parents but I know I can't do that because I got so many consequences I gotta face. I still remember clearly when I Skype with my parents on Day Two. Upon seeing how much I miss home, my mummy told me do you wanna just come home. I wish I can say I want and book a flight back home asap. My heart told me just do it &amp;amp; face it, instead of crying and miss home, which might affect my grades. While my mind told me, you can't just go back like that. You have come so far, all the effort, time and money will be gone. Be Responsible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with the help of technology, I'm able to contact my family and friends via whatsapp, ebuddy, Skype and Facebook. I don't how to describe the feelings when you are able to talk and chat with them. The feeling is wonderful and definitely make me feel ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have never leave my parents, my home for such long period, that makes me easily homesick whenever I think of them. My eyes will become teary and I will always think what will normally happened when I'm at home or outside with them. For some reasons, I miss my daddy's cooking, my mummy's calls, and my sister's kiddish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself that I'm here to fulfill my dream at the same time working hard for my family and I. If I want to go back, I need to work double hard, harder than in Poly, push myself to make myself study instead of enjoying life here. And I believe 3 years will soon be over. By then, I can see anyone, everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4864103014184659291?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4864103014184659291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4864103014184659291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4864103014184659291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4864103014184659291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintyfive_595---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6245005736189401903</id><published>2011-09-22T04:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T05:44:59.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintyfour_594---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I do not have the time to update my blog until right now. I'm actually have free time during the 2 weeks fresher week. But I doubt I'll have time to blog when school starts officially. Right now, I'm trying to squeeze whatever time I have to update the blog to those who reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in the previous entry, I was suppose to entitle a meal consists 3 dishes and 1 soup, cooked by the girls. Yes, I got it. It's awesome. From buying, washing, cutting to cooking, I had lots of fun. I will definitely remember what you girls have done for me from the day we met till now. And of course, right before I leave, we also intend to had a night @ Christine's house, some sort of last gathering. But they actually tricked by to M Studio Hotel! Omg...I was totally surprised and shocked because I didn't expect them to come up with such surprise although I know they are up with something. I teared but of course, I held back my tears. I was so touched and definitely can feel their sincerity. I spent my whole night happily. From shopping, watching SMURFS till the time we reached back to hotel spending time taking pics &amp;amp; chit-chatting. But the very next day, I went back to reality. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Shiping, Luaylu, Kuen, Mel and Jie Ling for steamboat as the last gathering too. We totally had fun &amp;amp; laughter. Sigh. 4 years, we've been laughing, sharing &amp;amp; chatting for 4 years. Probably by the time I'm back, we are all friends for 7 years. Isn't time passing too fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with Eleen &amp;amp; En too. I so so miss them even though we don't meet up that often. As usual, we crapped and talked a lot. Eleen is going to Beijing next year to study for 2 whole years. Left En all along in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely thank those who made an effort to come all the way down after work or school to the airport to send me off and those can't make it. But what I was about to go in, I teared because I gonna miss my family and friends. Gonna miss those familiar things surround me for years like my daddy, mummy &amp;amp; sister's voices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6245005736189401903?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6245005736189401903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6245005736189401903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6245005736189401903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6245005736189401903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintyfour_594---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4062635442368634893</id><published>2011-08-26T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T16:20:19.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintythree_593---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I still got 20 days to go before I officially declare myself back to student. I can't wait to start school actually because I miss school life. Well, I started to wonder my life over there. A high profile type, like I always have or the low profile type, like I might wish to try out. But Cuiping said I'll definitely be in the high profile type. We shall see then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been spending ample time with my friends. I guess I'm contented but not for Jie Ling! I really haven't been spending much time with her. Miss those good old days when we would went out to shop @ town, slacking or chilling out, eating or even just merely walking around. But Jie Ling is kinda busy with school, so probably she owes me lots of letters and I hope she don't forgets it. I gotta remind her before I fly off that day. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation to Christine. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Of course, the girls are happy for you. No matter what, we'll be there for you always! I just can't for next week whereby my 3 dishes &amp;amp; 1 soup not to forget staying overnight @ Christine's house with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that these 2 cliques are kinda special. I don't really know how to describe or even explain but that kinda bond &amp;amp; trust that we share, is unbelievable and amazing. I'm glad I know them. I wish I can save even more, probably come back for a couple of weeks or a month. If not, probably get them a gift once in a while and mail it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm kinda stress out with my planning. To be honest, traveling all alone isn't simple as ABC. To be taking care of yourself in another country isn't just simple as saying. So whenever I started to have a plan, I worried and take care of my "what if" issues that appears in my mind. After next week is over, I gotta finalize the documents on hand, the planning before the start of International Welcome Week &amp;amp; Freshers Week, and lastly, my packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4062635442368634893?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4062635442368634893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4062635442368634893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4062635442368634893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4062635442368634893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintythree_593---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8857474829714802155</id><published>2011-08-18T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:55:19.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintytwo_592---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I met Cuiping for dinner @ JP just now. It's good to meet her once in a while, telling &amp;amp; sharing her my thoughts and feelings. It's really been a while that she nagged at me since like don't know how many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I told her lots of things hiding in my heart. Maybe what she said was right. I hope what she told me proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I met her up for slacking session before my NU Pre-departure event. She surprised me with her handmade handcraft. Well, I was totally very touched because I didn't expecting anything moreover she's busy with her work. That makes me wonder how possibly she can finish it so fast. As I read the words she wrote for me, I somehow feel so touched &amp;amp; happy. 8 years of friendship. We've been through so much &amp;amp; we still as good as before. Like she said, trust! No matter how busy, we still care &amp;amp; concern for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was discussing with her what mobile phone should I get for myself. After some advices and serious thoughts, I decided to purchase Blackberry Bold 9780 White. And the very next moment she SMSed me. She asked me to buy Samsung S2 or iPhone 4, she will pay the rest of the money as a farewell gift for me. I was like dumbfounded. I was very touched but I can't accept such gift which is so costly. However, I appreciated it and hopefully you can use this money &amp;amp; start saving to visit me in UK next year. Because I'll definitely miss her. Of course, on the other hand, I got my reasons too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie, you make me feel fortunate. Not only I've such a good friend always by my side, I also have a good sister that dote, care and concern me. Although I'm the oldest in the family whereby I need to take care of my sister, but you make me feel that I've a sister like you, who's there always taking care and guiding me along. Maybe like what you said, contented. Yay, I'm contented to have such a good sister like you being there for me. Thank you! I hope you will continue to nag at me if I'm starting to TTM. Because your nagging is so effective on me. Lol. Maybe that's how we communicate to each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8857474829714802155?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8857474829714802155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8857474829714802155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8857474829714802155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8857474829714802155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintytwo_592---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-636787222991979456</id><published>2011-08-16T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T15:46:27.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednintyone_591---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Last week, I attended the NUSS Pre-departure Event. I guess not everybody attended but there's lots of people going over to study in Newcastle this year. Well, I sat with a group of girls &amp;amp; 99% of them attending Business School, while 1% attending Medicine School. But none of them taking up Marketing course. Mostly take up Marketing &amp;amp; Management course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors are cool &amp;amp; friendly. This event indeed helped me by understanding what I should &amp;amp; should not, what I know &amp;amp; don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, it's good to know friends before going off there. I don't know how to survive there being all alone. It'll definitely help you to survive the first few weeks when you feel homesick. But when everything is settle down, I doubt I've the time to think about anything but my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked through NU's athletic unions &amp;amp; clubs. There are more than 180 unions &amp;amp; clubs. I got 7 to 8 unions &amp;amp; clubs in my mind I wanna join. Can't wait to start my NU life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop talking about my school stuff. Christine they all will be cooking 3 dishes &amp;amp; 1 soup for me on the 30th August at her house. I can't imagine what they will cook &amp;amp; how funny it's gonna be for the entire process in the kitchen. I gonna video it all down from washing, cutting, cooking &amp;amp; serving. Not to mention, they are up to something weird. They planned to watch Smurf on the 3rd September, have a meal &amp;amp; stay over at Christine's house. I hope Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy are fine with it for having so many nonsenses nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, met up with my Poly gang. This time round with Mel around. It's like finally he met up with us after one and a half years after graduated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-636787222991979456?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/636787222991979456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=636787222991979456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/636787222991979456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/636787222991979456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_16.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednintyone_591---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1811324215359294968</id><published>2011-08-05T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:40:24.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredninty_590---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Oh yay, how can I forget about this? Chalet that night, although I've a nice short sleep till 9am, but because my dearest Christine, who said wanna share the blanket with me, has been pulling the blanket. Overall, at least I charged my 'battery'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the calendar, I left with 6 weeks. I'm getting more &amp;amp; more emotions. I worried, I'm starting to feel sad as the date is getting nearer. And that's the reason why I booked my air ticket now. I know I'll my family, my parents concern &amp;amp; care. Lately, they know I love bak kwa, but too bad I've a cough for a month &amp;amp; they got no way but still buy for me. I don't know how much I appreciate they did for me. I will definitely miss my sister can't stop calling for me for help. I always get angry with her but still care &amp;amp; concern her, hoping she grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends. My sec sch - all-time favorite gfs and eleen &amp;amp; en! While my poly - my mk0703 gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I have lots of friends, but only a few cliques I love hanging out with. These are the cliques I can trust, rely &amp;amp; make my day smile from my heart. I have so much to say but I can describe with just one sentence...I'll definitely miss you all. How wonderful they are, making an effort to spend more time with me even before I leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1811324215359294968?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1811324215359294968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1811324215359294968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1811324215359294968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1811324215359294968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_05.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredninty_590---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7493027342682736099</id><published>2011-08-04T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:44:15.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightynine_589---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Last weekend, we had a chalet @ ECP. Planning had slightly changes. Cuiping needed to go for a business trip to Shanghai the very next day, thus can't make it for the chalet. Christine has to work for half day instead of taking MC. But well, everything still carried on as planned. Picked Dor &amp;amp; headed down to Harbour Front to meet the rest. Had lunch @ mos burger with her. Kinda surprise because we know each other for years, &amp;amp; till now it's only my very first time having lunch with her all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up the rest, bought some stuffs &amp;amp; headed down to ECP. Checked-in, settled down &amp;amp; off we went to cycling for 2 hours. At that point of time, we're stuck hoping Cuiping can make it for the chalet. So we decided to cycle &amp;amp; probably once she's done, we can all went down to pick her up before heading for dinner. But she called up as we're heading to return our bikes. In conclusion, she owe us a treat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she can't make it, we decided to head to Starbucks @ Big Splash, have a drink while deciding where to go for dinner. Ordered 4 drinks &amp;amp; 1 molten choco cake. All of us love the cake, it's awesome! So we decided to have our dinner @ Chomp Chomp. On the way there, we had so much fun on the car. We even happened to see fireworks on the way @ marina. We're also talking about which radio channel &amp;amp; next moment we're sharing our current favorite song. It didn't take us too long to find seats. But it kinda took some time for the food we ordered to come. We ordered carrot cake, bbq chicken wings, stingray, sambal kang kong, fried hokkien noodles &amp;amp; a glass of lemon sugar cane for each of us. Imagine 4 ladies eating so many dishes. We're all so full that we decided to go drive around to chill. So we went down to Changi Village, hoping to see interesting stuff. After walking round &amp;amp; round, which we only saw one (totally gross), we decided to go to Keppel Bay. We chatted, and even took pictures, enjoying the nice sea breeze. Suddenly we realize, we should all go raffles marina instead. But the time was kinda late, so we make it next time when Cuiping's around. Headed back to chalet @ 1 plus in the morning. Had a nice shower &amp;amp; we started with macbook camera session again. Since it's kinda early &amp;amp; we're bored, I on a Malaysia comedy movie. Halfway the movie, Christine 'fainted' on bed. Only the 3 of us finished the movie. All headed to sleep except for me, watching my all-time favorite anime - REBORN with my iced triple grande extra caramel drizzle caramel macchiato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process from 5 plus till 7 in the morning, I can laughed &amp;amp; wondered why &amp;amp; how they managed to sleep. Well, I guess only Dor managed to have a normal sleep. Christine was kinda disturbed by Siying because she wasn't comfortable with the bed without me or even Cuiping in. I was all night on the chair listening to the music. All of a sudden @ 6 plus near 7, Siying woke up, washed up &amp;amp; took her books &amp;amp; headed to mac to study. Christine &amp;amp; I can't be bothered &amp;amp; we slept all the way till 9am. Once we woke up, we washed up &amp;amp; decided to pack up &amp;amp; checked-out before heading to mac for breakfast. Sent them all back home &amp;amp; I slept until 6pm before heading out to meet Christine after her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go to Dempsey. We called Dor they all, but they're all too tired. So Christine &amp;amp; I went down &amp;amp; make it as a celebration instead. Before I leave the house, I'm still troubled where should we eat. But I didn't do anything &amp;amp; decided to surprise her along the way. Met her &amp;amp; she gave me a pack of piggy gummy sweets from Marks &amp;amp; Spencer. So nice of you, dearest! Down to Dempsey &amp;amp; she chose to dine in @ Dome. The waiter gave us a good, cosy seat, where we can take lots of pictures without much attention. Lol. Make it short, I told her I'm off to the restroom after the meal but actually I went to order a strawberry ice cream with a candle on top. Isn't that special. The ice cream is real nice with full of strawberries around. She wasn't aware even the moment the waiter came forward. She was so shocked when the waiter put down the ice cream in front of her. I sang a birthday song &amp;amp; we dig in. Haha! We're damn full after the meal &amp;amp; we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christine, my dearest princess, I hope you like it. There's nothing much I can do actually except for surprises &amp;amp; sincerity. Lastly, I hope every year, even if I failed to be the first to wish you happy birthday, my little notes can be the first to wish you instead. Of course, and that doesn't mean I will forget wishing you. Lately, we have been spending lots of time hanging out &amp;amp; I really appreciate it. You created so much memories for this friendship &amp;amp; I do cherish our friendship. I promised, this will definitely goes on for the 5 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fun but with Cuiping, it will be even better! Not forgetting the present we shared &amp;amp; bought it for Christine. Today's her birthday, I hope she creates more memories of such wonderful day with her family, friends &amp;amp; of course ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7493027342682736099?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7493027342682736099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7493027342682736099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7493027342682736099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7493027342682736099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightynine_589---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2427986311546585319</id><published>2011-07-26T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:58:04.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightyeight_588---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Woke up after a funny school dream. I dreamt of my poly life, whereby my jie ling did something real stupid to me. Lol. Well, thinking about that, I doubt she'll do that because that wasn't her style at all. I just simply miss those days with my gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every brand new journey, I've regrets here &amp;amp; there. I've regrets during my sec sch life. I've also have regrets during my poly life. If possible, I wish I can erase &amp;amp; pray that my uni life has no regret at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're so many things to be done today. First, pick up my medical report. Next, down to Robinson Road to pick up my pasport. Then, meet up with Sp as she needs to go town to get some materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working closing on Wed &amp;amp; Thu. And sad to say, I haven't have the time to meet up with my jie ling =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2427986311546585319?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2427986311546585319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2427986311546585319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2427986311546585319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2427986311546585319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightyeight_588---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-476401036879578534</id><published>2011-07-25T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:16:26.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightyseven_587---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's been quite some time I actually take out some time to write an entry about my life. Less than 2 months to go. I've already asked to quit on the mid Aug, but my boss requested me to help through till first week of Sept. I've bought my insurance. I've done my Visa. I've done my body check up. I've done my dental check up. I've started packing. I've started a list of items to buy. I've started to create memories esp for my dearest daddy &amp;amp; mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to book my air ticket. I've yet to tidy up my feelings to get ready to a brand new journey. I've yet to enjoy enough with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July is ending soon. Which means the chalet is coming. I can't wait to spend time with them again. Starting from March, we've been getting a short getaway to Bintan, short getaway to Sentosa w USS, chalet @ Ecp, and what's next? Christine said wanna organise a farewell party for me. Haha. I'm so touched. I still remember she asked me is there anything I wish &amp;amp; they can fulfill for me. Well, couple of things &amp;amp; I'm still thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-476401036879578534?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/476401036879578534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=476401036879578534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/476401036879578534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/476401036879578534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_25.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightyseven_587---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2912508852997356</id><published>2011-07-18T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:28:27.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightysix_586---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This entry is dedicated to you. Probably you won't even get a chance to see this, but I just wanna let you know, if by chance one day you're free to even have such time to know that I've a blog to write down my thoughts of my life, I'm more than happy you know it's existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you for 20 over years. You see me grow up day by day. I still remember those days we spent together when I was still a kid. You dote me so much, at times you tried to protect me over my parents when I did something wrong. Everytime I came by, you will always spent plenty of time with me, even though you've to work till late night. I just simply love being with you because I'm closer to you than anyone else. I still remember at times I would want to sleep with you &amp;amp; you will wait me till I fell asleep before turning in. We even played in the rain &amp;amp; I was scolded by my parents yet you protected me. When I was young, every CNY, I would always quarrelled with my mummy on the clothes I wanna wear, &amp;amp; you're always there to calm me down. When I'm about to head back &amp;amp; you need to go to work, you may not be able to send me off, but you will never forget your goodbye kiss. When I've my very first bf, you'll keep a secret for me &amp;amp; concern about my life with him. All these things you've done, I have never really thank you for that, but deep down my heart, I know &amp;amp; appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up now, a young adult ready to start my new journey all alone in another country. While you're already a mother of a kid, a busy woman helping your husband with the business, taking good care of your family, &amp;amp; worrying about your kid. But you failed to take good care of yourself, which to me is important &amp;amp; I'm very concern about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've got married, we hardly spend time together. You're always busy whenever I went back. I tried looking for opportunities but failed. I called once in a while, but you're too busy. I understand how busy you are right now &amp;amp; with the huge responsibilities you've on yourself, but I just wish you can just pay more attention to yourself, take good care of yourself sometimes. I've no thought this day will come true, going so far away for couple of years. You might have realise lately I've been going back often hoping to spend some time with you. I was even hoping to take my grad photo with you, but you broke your promise which I was very sad even till the day I went back. I cried while calling you to apologised when I realise I was too headstrong. But you told me it's alright &amp;amp; it was your fault that you broke your promise. I cried not because I was very sad over the issue, but I was very guilty that how can I be angry with you for all the things you've done &amp;amp; treat me over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I went back &amp;amp; extended my stay, hoping to spend some time with you for the very last time before I go for my studies. I tried, I really tried. Good thing, you asked me to spend the whole Monday talking to you while you're working. At night, you told me you'll most likely be staying overnight to keep me accompany, which brightens up my day. At first, I didn't really pin too much hope. But when I saw you coming &amp;amp; telling me you'll be staying over, I was superb happy. And for that, I couldn't sleep that night. I worried that when I woke up, you've gone to work. So I stayed up the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who can't express myself well. Which those words I mentioned above have never or no intention to tell you. Every year when it's your birthday, whenever I asked what kinda gift I can get for you, you'll always tell me to save this money because you've what you want. When we're happily chatting &amp;amp; you told me your wish, I was shocked yet worried if I can help you to fulfil it. But of course, I'll try my best. I do not know how long does it takes to fulfil it. But I promise I'll try my very best &amp;amp; never give up. For all those things you told me, I was worried &amp;amp; even concern about your life. You've been slogging for the past ten years. When I ask you, are you really happy. You'll smile &amp;amp; tell me that you're happy with your current lifestyle. Over the ten years, you've changed. I do not know how to tell you but worried. You admitted you've changed but that wasn't important to me. Most important is you step back &amp;amp; look at your life right now. I do not wish you slog your entire life, forgetting to take good care of yourself, pursuing the life you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably less than 2 months. Of course, I do not wish anything will happen to me. So I decided to do something for you. I know you won't have the time to even think about me most of the time. But I hope when you miss me, you can take a look at this. Since I'm a person who can't express well with words, I hope this thing can touched your heart &amp;amp; understand my effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630382827893047250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsuVDON4AH0/TiMjWdYGP9I/AAAAAAAABEw/jeToc3jJhII/s320/IMG_0327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GONNA MISS YOU, XIAO YI.&lt;/strong&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/7924592-2912508852997356?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2912508852997356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2912508852997356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2912508852997356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2912508852997356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightysix_586---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsuVDON4AH0/TiMjWdYGP9I/AAAAAAAABEw/jeToc3jJhII/s72-c/IMG_0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-65981627485006356</id><published>2011-07-12T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:19:50.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightyfive_585---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm finally back from my grandma's house. I guess a lot of people know I'm enjoying life over there, which makes me don't feel like coming back to Singapore. Lol. I wish I can continue staying there, but I got work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some brief recap before I went back to grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Lu &amp;amp; Sp for lunch @ yishun. We've a great catch up understanding each other's progress in life. So much to catch up but only have an hour to spare as Sp gotta head back to work. At night, went to meet up with jie ling. I reached her workplace around 6.50pm. I happily explored the area &amp;amp; waited for her till 8pm. I can't help but to say I'm very patient. Lol. Then, we took some time coming out a place to eat. We went Watami @ Clarke Quay. This is my second time having Watami with her but at different location. We've a very long chat. So happy to have a good talk with her. My jie ling really can give me a reliable feeling that a friend can trust. Haha. She grown up! Headed home &amp;amp; she wants to give me a treat next time. Ahhh...so sweet of her =) (because i treat all of them today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day, I headed to my grandma house. Early morning, I enjoyed a venti caramel add java chip frap &amp;amp; mac big breakfast on the ferry. Purpose of this trip, to be a ultimate slacker, get my hair done &amp;amp; lastly spend quality time with my xiao yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night has come, I think of my nasi goreng. So I headed out with my cousin to buy my nasi goreng. I think my dinner looked simple, so I bought ayam penyet too. The very next day, I got myself nasi goreng again. But this time with roti prata! Lol. I'm a big eater when i'm at my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao yi wanted to treat me a good meal, so she decided to bring me to pizza hut with the rest. Such a big group with lots of my cousins around. We went to play arcade after lunch. I was happily catching toys for my lil cousins. Lol. I didn't know I got a bit of talent in catching that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home, we washed up &amp;amp; headed out for dinner @ KFC with my cousins &amp;amp; "new member". Lol. Funny &amp;amp; happy catching up. Took a video, but it took years to upload to Facebook. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second last day, I spend almost the entire day watching my xiao yi busy working. We had a good talk although she's always busy. Time flies, I've grown up &amp;amp; she's getting older. We hardly spend time together whenever I come after she got married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed back home &amp;amp; she told me she might stay overnight &amp;amp; keep me accompany. I didn't really expect much but just told her alright. The night has come, I got myself nasi goreng again. I wanted roti prata too, but they're close. I wanted ayam penyet, but they're close too. I went home with only nasi goreng. I reached home, she's there. And she told me she'll be stay overnight to keep me accompany. I was superb happy but after a while, I felt kinda bad to keep her as she's working tomorrow. We chatted quite a lot. I can't get to sleep which was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I guess I got what I wish for before going off. I'm contented &amp;amp; that's enough for keeping me motivated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-65981627485006356?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/65981627485006356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=65981627485006356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/65981627485006356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/65981627485006356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightyfive_585---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6919083909587245392</id><published>2011-07-05T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:14:50.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightyfour_584---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Monday, I met a very weird customer. It wasn't my first time seeing her, but most of my partners are scare of her. I've no idea why &amp;amp; they do not have any time to explain to me. So I decided to serve her all by myself. She ordered 2 Soy Cappuccino &amp;amp; a bottle of Evian water. She made her payment but mentioned she'll collect it later before the store closes. She wanted to speak to me right in front of the cashier counter, so I stepped out. She told me she do not feel comfortable having guys to serve her or even near her. She has a set of procedures getting her drinks. Once she reach the store to collect her drinks, she wants the table to be cleaned, serve her with Evian water. Her cappuccino must have lots of foam. She will take some time to calm herself down before drinking the first cup of cappuccino. After her first cup done, she will then request to be the last customer to get the second cup to be prepared. All in all, it took more than 30 mins to serve her. And because of that, the closing timing was affected. My partners even told me this issue has been told to the SM. SM said if the customer is too ridiculous, we can call the security for help. Now, I know why. But I fell pity for her. She got such illness, which is not her choice. But we'll try to serve her, if only she comes early &amp;amp; don't affect the closing timing. To me, it was a new challenge. Of course, in future I see her, I'll still want to continue to serve her. That's the attitude in service industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6919083909587245392?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6919083909587245392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6919083909587245392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6919083909587245392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6919083909587245392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_05.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightyfour_584---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6642885530382401332</id><published>2011-07-04T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T03:29:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightythree_583---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's July! Welcome July, goodbye June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting busy as the date getting closer. But everyday is meaningful, that makes me contented. This shall be the memories that keep me moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending most of my time with my family, my part time job, studying &amp;amp; packing, last but not least, my friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attending Shu Min's 21st Bday party. It's a great catch up with Ashley they all too. The last time I saw them was @ Aloha Chalet, probably the next time I see them will be nearer to the date I'm flying off. I thought since I was around the area, popped by Christine's house to catch up. Was having a great time talking with her...from laughing to emo-ing (cause her bro on damn emo songs that affected us!). Just found out that we actually have something in common. We both love sentimental songs. =) So I'll drop by her house that to pass her mum my thumbdrive with songs inside! =)&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/7924592-6642885530382401332?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6642885530382401332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6642885530382401332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6642885530382401332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6642885530382401332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightythree_583---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1568781413667570332</id><published>2011-06-28T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:54:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightytwo_582---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last Sunday, my family &amp;amp; I went to visit my ah ma. It's been a while I went to see her as most of the time, my family visited her on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first went in, she was standing near the window, looking out as if waiting for someone or probably some thoughts on her mind. We've talked &amp;amp; stayed quite awhile before going off. Before I step into the car, I saw her standing near the window, looking out again. That's when I started to think "what life is all about?". Ah gong passed away for 2 years plus, she was all alone in this flat with uncle. Although she has many children &amp;amp; grandchildren, but she give me the lonely feeling. That's when I started to ask Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy, what will do they think of ah ma's sense of achievement she has achieve up till now. Well, in that era, no sense of achievement I can think of. Having so many kids around, yet old &amp;amp; unable to move around even with a simple groceries, what's life exactly all about. Born with nothing, die with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mummy asked me since I think that life is almost meaningless, does that means I do not wanna further my studies? I told not exactly, I'll still continue to do what I want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atiq&lt;/span&gt; was asking me some casual questions. He was asking how do I find the work here. He said at times there will be some particular people who will typically do something that shows unfriendliness or irritates you, he will just ignore. I told him, well it's good to ignore because I can't be bother. If it really does, it'll soon be over. I said I do not want this kinda people affecting my mood, it's not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, over this few months, I've been working night shift. If anyone will to ask me to choose between the day shift or night shift, I'll still stick to night shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go back to my books =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1568781413667570332?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1568781413667570332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1568781413667570332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1568781413667570332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1568781413667570332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_27.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightytwo_582---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2530633769255605197</id><published>2011-06-17T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:57:22.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeightyone_581---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;89 more days to go. I'm looking forward to the day I can start a student life once again. I've been preparing for all the necessary arrangement. I'm going down to HSBC bank tomorrow to settle my account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I found out that my Chinese physician's daughter is also going to UK to further studies. But she isn't going to the same university with me, instead she's going Glasgow @ Scotland. We're both the same, things not really prepare just await for the school to send us all the necessary documents and confirmation of the accommodation. She suggested of meeting up one day, &amp;amp; probably can meet over there, since my side is kinda near to hers. Hmm, but shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays my mood has been real good. Probably the song works. I hope it continues to work. Work is good, at the very least I don't see him for the two days of my work. I doubt I won't see him at all on Saturday. So be it, as if I really wanna care. And since i've been in a mood to do lots of things, I got the intention to increase my working hours. It's time for the &lt;u&gt;intensive period&lt;/u&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2530633769255605197?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2530633769255605197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2530633769255605197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2530633769255605197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2530633769255605197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_17.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeightyone_581---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5553749552074350797</id><published>2011-06-12T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:42:20.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeighty_580---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Finally, I've overcome the challenge, working in a fast pace starbucks. It's fun, really fun &amp;amp; time really pass real fast. Luckily i'm not located at the bar, if not sure a big jam on my side. Too bad i'm not working tomorrow, I just like the way the time pass &amp;amp; yet i'm doing something I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget about this!!! Welcome '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bon Mac&lt;/span&gt;' to my family on the 10 June 2011. I've the intention to buy it during the PC event, however due to the announcement of new OS X Lion, I dropped the idea until I realised it's free upgrade of OS for users who bought it after 6 June. So I happily bought it home &amp;amp; I save quite some money from the deal I got. My parents told me to sell my old laptop but I can't bear to. It's in such a good condition &amp;amp; this model is make in Japan. So I went to ask around &amp;amp; was told I can fetch a price @ $150 only. Immediately, I decided not to sell it &amp;amp; let it die by my side. I've been so into my Bon Mac but i'm still figuring out how to be a mac-wise person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've the urge to take a look but I fear I can't take it. But I guess I need to do one last thing I guess. Just one last thing before I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5553749552074350797?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5553749552074350797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5553749552074350797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5553749552074350797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5553749552074350797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeighty_580---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-348259260313039243</id><published>2011-06-07T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:39:52.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsevntynine_579---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This week will be a tiring week due to the upcoming IT fair which I'll committing for 22 hours from Thu till Sat. There was a meeting held yesterday, quite long though but meaningful. I didn't know that during the IT fair, they require 2 cashiers, 1 order taker, 2 bar, 3 frap, 2 buzzer, 1 frap-maker and 1 on the frap-cart. I think I should be located at the frap there. I can imagine how busy we gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the meeting, I suddenly saw Naomi in Natasha, just that she's not a Caucasian. More &amp;amp; more people are quitting as they can't commit due to academic, family or prospect issues. I hope he goes too. =x But seriously, &lt;strong&gt;YOU FUCKING BODOH SON OF A BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;!!! All thanks to you, I'll do even better than you think. You make me wanna commit more than I eventually wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Newcastle University, I can't wait to see you, spending 3 years with you. I can't wait to go back to school life, enjoying being a student. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-348259260313039243?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/348259260313039243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=348259260313039243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/348259260313039243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/348259260313039243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_07.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsevntynine_579---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8611112250785869743</id><published>2011-06-06T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:06:42.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventyeight_578---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Two days ago, I had a dream, it took me back to 6 years ago. Everything seems so familiar, the parade square, hall, canteen &amp;amp; even faces. I've no idea why my dream brought me there but maybe lately I've been thinking some stuff I guess. The moment I woke up, I could barely remember every single thing, only a few scenes left in my brain. Well, it doesn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is getting fine. Motivation is back, with tons of things I've tried doing to make me get back this feeling. Just that, physically I'm still not there because lately I've been so sick. Vomitted due to a high consumption of Iced Coffee &amp;amp; Iced Tea with empty stomach. Daddy was telling me it's time I should take good care of myself of what I eat, what I do &amp;amp; so on. He said I should be more mature in doing &amp;amp; handling things. Forever, forever in their eyes I have yet to grow up, always in a life of my own, taking nothing serious in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 more days to go. I can tell how my parents are gonna worried whereby things that suppose to be in my luggage have not been prepare, &amp;amp; they will always said I like it last minute. But the fact is, it's still EARLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8611112250785869743?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8611112250785869743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8611112250785869743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8611112250785869743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8611112250785869743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_06.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventyeight_578---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7065015993774246875</id><published>2011-06-03T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:06:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventyseven_577---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; FONT-FAMILY: courier new"&gt;Yesterday Sp, Lu &amp;amp; Jie Ling celebrated my belated birthday. Had Shin Kushiya for dinner, and they also bought me a Canele Strawberry Short Cake for me. Thanks for the treat, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're happily chatting, chilling @ Starbucks after our dinner. Lots of laughter, I really miss that. 3 more months for me to catch up with them as often as I can. Sp &amp;amp; Lu were suggesting of staying overnight @ hotel but Jie Ling don't like this idea. So probably will hit the gay club one day when Ashley is back from Macau. I gonna miss them too. Miss those never-ending craps and nonsense they will always used to "shoot" me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can start counting down to the day I leave Singapore. Let's see...103 days more to go. So many things need to be done in these 3 months. I should go back to Indonesia one more time probably July before the Hungry Ghost Festival. It'll definitely freak me out when I sleep alone in the room. Moreover I'm going over for a week and spending most of the time revising in such a good environment. Oh yay, eat as much as I can before I start missing those food when I go over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been asking me whether will I be back during the summer vacation? To be honest, time is the factor. Once I finish my first year, I'll be heading for attachment and god knows where am I going. After my attachment, probably couple of weeks break before the start of the final year. So I'll spend these 3 years finishing my Honours Degree. After which, I'll taking up a new visa to continue staying to work for 2 years. If things go smoothly, I'll continue to work after 2 years with a working visa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7065015993774246875?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7065015993774246875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7065015993774246875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7065015993774246875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7065015993774246875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_03.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventyseven_577---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4017470083429956791</id><published>2011-06-02T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:24:06.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventysix_576---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Time is flying very fast. Looking back, when I first mentioned to my parents about wanting to further my studies, that was I was about to graduate from JSS. At that time, my parents rejected my idea. But what makes me continue pursuing my dream, it's proving myself worthy to go for it. And I did, I did make myself worthy. Finally, I was accepted by Newcastle. I got myself the course I want; Marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, my parents never make the wrong decision for sending me now. Because I've grow and learn a lot in Poly. I can't imagine myself attending college, and screw my A levels. Ended up going to the course or probably uni not of my choice. Phew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's June, that means Newcastle might be preparing the visa stuff and sending it anytime. Follow by accommodation, modules selections and so many so many stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And to start a different life, I decided to start changing my look. First, hair, outfit and goes on. Change whatever I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4017470083429956791?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4017470083429956791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4017470083429956791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4017470083429956791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4017470083429956791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_02.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventysix_576---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8830060213589741416</id><published>2011-06-01T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:14:22.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventyfive_575---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Met Christine for dinner @ her workplace. We're having great time chatting. We also decided to visit Cuiping on the way back. So we reached her house around 10pm. The 3 of us happily talking till 12am. Although we've work tomorrow, but we're happily talking that we forgot the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're merely talking about girls' topics. And discussing spending time together before I fly off. We're planning a chalet for just 4 of us. I gonna miss them badly. They're always there, always never fail to appear right in front of my eyes when I need someone. Indescribable feelings; indescribable friendship and bond between us. How long can I hold onto, how long can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 and a half months more to go. I always thought further my studies is as easy as even knowing a friend. But I was so wrong. I started to fear things turn out badly. It freaks me out. Not talking about the determination &amp;amp; discipline in your studies, but being a person. At this point of time, I started to question myself...Who Am I? What kinda of person am I? There are so many things I running away and choose to avoid all I can. But how long can I be running?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's so painful, feeling terrible like it's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8830060213589741416?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8830060213589741416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8830060213589741416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8830060213589741416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8830060213589741416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventyfive_575---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7058410736643940302</id><published>2011-05-30T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T13:47:15.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventyfour_574---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I saw an ad yesterday &amp;amp; I got the urge to sign up for "Million Dollar Money Drop" this game show. It requires another partner, &amp;amp; after serious thinking, I asked Christine to join together with me. So I'm stuck with this 10 pages application form, with 65 questions to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the producer will consider my application because I'm seriously into that game. The feeling of thrill, excitement &amp;amp; anxiety, it's definitely worth a try. Moreover, this is the very first time I wish to join a game show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Saturday night around 11 plus, I drove down with my sis to look for Christine. Say it I got nothing better to do. It was too early to turn in, &amp;amp; I'm really bored so went to have a chat with her. It may be just a short while, but nice catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, make it a deal on the 12th June 2011. I shall come up with a plan the entire day that we gonna spend together. Since Christine suggests on taking out all the letters we've, let's take it out &amp;amp; laugh it out loud for all the childish stuff we wrote for each other. Oh my, gonna be embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, The Sims 3 expansion pack: Generation is gonna be out. I can't wait for it. I wonder is there anything special inside. Will they be coming out more collectible things for those Sims fans. Too bad I miss the collectible ambitious pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;LET THERE BE SIMS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7058410736643940302?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7058410736643940302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7058410736643940302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7058410736643940302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7058410736643940302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_30.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventyfour_574---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5675422993491370571</id><published>2011-05-28T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T12:57:58.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventythree_573---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Was back from the chalet yesterday with a record of 40 hours without sleep cum being super active even without sleep. But I enjoyed myself @ the chalet. It's a good gathering cum catch up. Especially with Sp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sp, love catching up &amp;amp; chatting with you. It's just merely 3 to 4 years of friendship &amp;amp; we're so close that we can share anything. We've so much fun. I definitely miss it moreover we've not been meeting up. Those days in poly were just so memorable, attending lectures &amp;amp; tutorials, lunch in canteens or rushing projects in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied flat on my comfy bed after bathing. I slept for 12 hours like a dead log. The moment I woke up, I was so shocked &amp;amp; worried I'm late for driving. But luckily I was not. On the other hand, I passed my tp. It was my first attempt but kinda confident because I've been in the circuit for six times. So I scored 12 pts. When I reached home, I see those reasons for the deducted pts, &amp;amp; I find it STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've being up to something lately. But it's for good =) There are so many things running in my mind. Makes me fear, worry, &amp;amp; even the urge to cherish. A few more months to go, I'm wasting my time, failed to use it wisely. I wanna make up before start regretting likes 5 years ago. Seriously, I hate the feeling of regretting &amp;amp; makes me hold up for years to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update till this point. Superb headache. Till then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5675422993491370571?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5675422993491370571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5675422993491370571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5675422993491370571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5675422993491370571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_28.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventythree_573---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1079574850985839046</id><published>2011-05-24T14:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:56:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventytwo_572---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's already the second month, I hope like what you said, I'm progressing well. Things changed, I changed. Hope this incident makes me grow stronger and more emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was over a week, I spent my celebrations like hell nobody's business. Thinking back, I've been enjoying life ever since I graduated from Poly. From Vietnam to London, from Bintan to USS. What's more? I think it's time to get back to business. Time to revise, Revise &amp;amp; REVISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there's something more important I need to do. Heeeeee~ Mission half done. Hopefully complete by this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish these few months, I will be more hardworking, gain back the spirit, the ambitious spirit I used to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1079574850985839046?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1079574850985839046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1079574850985839046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1079574850985839046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1079574850985839046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_24.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventytwo_572---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7332174566698571147</id><published>2011-05-23T14:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:16:15.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventyone_571---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The brand new Bon is back. Finally back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Physically &amp;amp; mentally fit for almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for more updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7332174566698571147?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7332174566698571147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7332174566698571147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7332174566698571147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7332174566698571147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventyone_571---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3834453283322135257</id><published>2009-04-10T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:52:42.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventy_570---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I havent been touching my blog for like donkey years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Still in the middle of IPP, but will be ending in 10 days time. I cant wait to wave &amp;amp; say bye to the company. It's not that i dont know the working environment. It's just so tiring for me to travel all the way down in the morning and end so late for work every weekdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Of course, i'm contented to be ended up there. Like Sylvia they all said, i got myself a great supervisor that they wish to have. I got to excel and those tasks are still likable. I got some slacking period as long as i clear my jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the past 2 months, lots of things happened. Just forever still happy. I just cant wait to graduate. I cant wait to make some of my dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, year 3 life is abt to start. My senior year! I manage to live to the fullest for my poly life. Everything is so different every single day. Friends come &amp;amp; go, and for those who stay &amp;amp; stand by me, i know who you are. I cant wait to go back to sch. Overall, IPP is a challenge in both my studies and personal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3834453283322135257?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3834453283322135257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3834453283322135257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3834453283322135257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3834453283322135257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventy_570---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1271752826730308564</id><published>2008-12-21T14:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:37:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtynine_569---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm getting tired, tired, tired...physically tired. Yawn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Deprive of sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Headache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 meanings of 'tired'... i've nv come across my mind about the other meaning of tired. however, i'm feeling happy always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cant wait for 24th dec. May yee, you shd know wad i'm referring right? HEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa, i wanna have a full supply of havaianas in my life. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Santa, i'm just kidding. I wanna have a full of surprises &amp;amp; happy x'mas this year. Grant my main wish cause it's a simple wish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some lil wishes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- i wanna go ikea agn, have my ikea meal with may yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- i wanna eat ajisen with my jie ling, shiping &amp;amp; lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- go ECP cycling with sp &amp;amp; rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- hang out more often with my si dang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- more gatherings with christine, cuiping, doris, &amp;amp; siying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- meet up with ly soon. please soooonnnnn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- i wanna clear my modules ASAP but score well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- go out with my jie ling more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- a short holiday trip after my exam, before IPP with may yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- my family to be HAPPY (da bon &amp;amp; xiao kai is part of the family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1271752826730308564?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1271752826730308564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1271752826730308564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1271752826730308564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1271752826730308564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_21.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtynine_569---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-499538250005782182</id><published>2008-12-20T17:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:05:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyeight_568---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I enjoyed the past two days. I guess you too, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Can i have my Ikea meal agn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Can i have the dumplings meal agn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Can i watch movie agn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Boring weekends, cause i'm studying &amp;amp; doing my projects. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I wanna go kino &amp;amp; art-friend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I got plans but i dont know whether it's a gd plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Happy going out with wenfang &amp;amp; elyn =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-499538250005782182?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/499538250005782182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=499538250005782182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/499538250005782182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/499538250005782182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_20.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyeight_568---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6463356426651867506</id><published>2008-12-15T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:07:26.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyseven_567---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bon is physically &amp;amp; mentally down. Temporary needs some time to recover from everything that happened in sem 2. It wont recover for the time being. Maybe by the end of sem 2 or the start of year 3 life, i'll be back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Till then......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6463356426651867506?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6463356426651867506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6463356426651867506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6463356426651867506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6463356426651867506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyseven_567---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8278796926570192577</id><published>2008-11-24T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:45:22.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtysix_566---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Down to T3. Our very first time! We'd Popeyes for lunch &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt; at coffee bean. Halfway through, we decided to head to town. And she bought herself 3 formal tops. HSH...yawn~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8278796926570192577?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8278796926570192577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8278796926570192577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8278796926570192577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8278796926570192577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtysix_566---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2837228351049218497</id><published>2008-11-12T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:56:54.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;--fivehundredsixtyfive_565---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRqznt_VHQI/AAAAAAAAA68/TwsTF0aKZSk/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267720209104706818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRqznt_VHQI/AAAAAAAAA68/TwsTF0aKZSk/s320/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRq1aabF1fI/AAAAAAAAA7M/efyoZhf6mts/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267722179537393138" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRq1aabF1fI/AAAAAAAAA7M/efyoZhf6mts/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRq1adwBywI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QdUl4ZZ7VKw/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267722180430514946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRq1adwBywI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QdUl4ZZ7VKw/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nth to say. And i think i cant control anymore. So i decide to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2837228351049218497?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2837228351049218497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2837228351049218497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2837228351049218497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2837228351049218497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;--fivehundredsixtyfive_565---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SRqznt_VHQI/AAAAAAAAA68/TwsTF0aKZSk/s72-c/DSC01083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2935018394303824324</id><published>2008-11-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:21:04.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyfour_564---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Alright, i've been so busy nowadays because i've been doing my tutorial since the start of the semester. Of course, two reports on their for submission. One due next fri, another due the week after next. I'm lack of sleep for days or rather weeks. *&lt;strong&gt;Yawn&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports, esp marketing report, it really cause a BIG headache for me. I'm always stuck halfway when i seriously determine to do my report and clear it asap. But now, i'm so tired of doing, somehow i'm giving up on producing a good report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm superb sorry, and yet i didnt apologise to her. I'm still as guilty, when the moment i saw her pale face. Omg, it was like so sudden. But all i can do is pray that nth happens to her agn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If only life is slightly more colourful......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2935018394303824324?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2935018394303824324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2935018394303824324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2935018394303824324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2935018394303824324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyfour_564---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1186444426637230284</id><published>2008-10-26T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:57:38.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtythree_563---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got a &lt;s&gt;POKEMON&lt;/s&gt; family in my class! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check out for the members of pokemon family~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tune &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Coughin non-stop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1186444426637230284?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1186444426637230284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1186444426637230284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1186444426637230284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1186444426637230284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtythree_563---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1800664019954384914</id><published>2008-10-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:28:56.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtytwo_562---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Been having this abnormal eating habit in sch which makes me eating non-stop. Hopefully, it's my stress sydrome. I dont wanna be fat anw! Talking abt fat, i'll eventually tink of subway and you. Haha. I wanna go changi airport study with you. And when will that be? I need extreme lots of time for myself to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Saw my kickboxing gals @ south a few days ago. I really miss them! Tessa is still as skinny as ever. Please eat more! Haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with cp, christine, dor, siying &amp;amp; a 'Surprise VIP', christine's bf. Lol. Had lots of crap as usual. Everyone is changing. I'm still the same as ever. Haha! This friendship is still so strong &amp;amp; i simply love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been planning for the NE trip for these few days. I'm so glad that i've finally done it! I'm looking forward for the 6 of us exploring Lil India. I havent been going since my last primary sch trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of things to do everyday. My mind only gt tutorials &amp;amp; reports to be complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1800664019954384914?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1800664019954384914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1800664019954384914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1800664019954384914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1800664019954384914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_25.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtytwo_562---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8245322101691571575</id><published>2008-10-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:59:23.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyone_561---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Week one is down. I've drawn many lots. Lol. Jap elective doesnt have a grp yet, but hopefully, need not to draw. The rest of the 7 modules have different combination of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with Jas ytd to shop @ bugis. I gt lots of things in mind but just couldnt find the right one, except for my '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt; Pocky Chocolate' stationery case. We spotted some tops but couldnt bargain for a better price. So i decided to approach my mummy for help. Have lots of fun. And she gt her mrt concession, we can go out more often =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my parents to shop @ bugis. Ops =x I guess adults are seriously good in bargaining. Mummy managed to get Jas's top with some couple of bucks off from the "&lt;u&gt;persistent&lt;/u&gt;" aunty. As i recalled ytd, no matter what i said, the aunty just dont wanna give us some discount off. Then, next to the top Jas &amp;amp; i wanted. It's kinda ex thought but quite nice. We both get one each with different colours. Luckily, we came early, there isnt many designs left. -.- Went to see my hoodies but mummy said we can find sth better, trying our luck @ Far East tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the end, mummy bought 2 tops, and i bought one black pants &amp;amp; a shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better spend more time with my parents before i get busy with projects and stuff. I can foreseen i'll encounter some problems in some modules. Ah huh, talking abt modules. I need to get back to my backpack soon. With all those notes, adaptor and stuffs, i doubt i'm able to just carry it with my adidas messenger bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8245322101691571575?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8245322101691571575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8245322101691571575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8245322101691571575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8245322101691571575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixtyone_561---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1528246925556458250</id><published>2008-10-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:42:40.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixty_560---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;An unexpected sem 2! Guess wad? Nyp gt this 'drawing lots' trend in sch. (i'm sure SBM does but the rest?) Drawing lots for proj grpings, tutorial grps &amp;amp; etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i'm down with 3 more modules to draw lots. Retail, biz finance, &amp;amp; marketing mgmt DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This sem notes cost me a bomb! Just simply 8 modules &amp;amp; it cost 40 plus bucks. I think there's more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1528246925556458250?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1528246925556458250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1528246925556458250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1528246925556458250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1528246925556458250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_14.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixty_560---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4914201128637147639</id><published>2008-10-08T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:45:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftynine_559---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Out for dinner? But where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Manhattan Fish Market?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Terra Cafe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Earle Swensen's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bakerzin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Marche?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4914201128637147639?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4914201128637147639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4914201128637147639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4914201128637147639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4914201128637147639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_08.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftynine_559---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7182054578854706696</id><published>2008-10-07T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:59:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyeight_558---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOsGiAeAWiI/AAAAAAAAA60/-dZ6NXsvyTs/s1600-h/timetable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254300571568986658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOsGiAeAWiI/AAAAAAAAA60/-dZ6NXsvyTs/s320/timetable.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hectic schedule but hopefully it's sth gd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;First day of sch, lesson starts at 1pm &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. It's been almost 4 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7182054578854706696?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7182054578854706696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7182054578854706696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7182054578854706696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7182054578854706696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_07.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyeight_558---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOsGiAeAWiI/AAAAAAAAA60/-dZ6NXsvyTs/s72-c/timetable.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1380900152966013485</id><published>2008-10-06T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:58:18.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyseven_557---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Went Hort park as suggested by Mel. It's a REAL hot day and luckily i'm well-prepared with stuff in my bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My bag included additional stuff like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Ice water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Adidas cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Mel said i'm like a Doraemon that day! But of course, things mentioned above were used that day. Cause i knew Mel wont bring many things along, Jas wont bring cap too. Went hort park was like a visit of the newly place. Nth much as there wasnt any activities going on. So we decided to walked to vivo city thru the &lt;u&gt;Telok Blangah Hill Park and Mt Faber Park, which is roughly 3km&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7d1sabdI/AAAAAAAAAok/hUhzQQ0ma3M/s1600-h/hortpark-collage2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253936561608355282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7d1sabdI/AAAAAAAAAok/hUhzQQ0ma3M/s320/hortpark-collage2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7d6wJbPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/XzqmxSPsOwM/s1600-h/hortpark-collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253936562966195442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7d6wJbPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/XzqmxSPsOwM/s320/hortpark-collage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm79FH6hgI/AAAAAAAAApE/0fHB_bBecC8/s1600-h/DSC08462.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253937098326181378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm79FH6hgI/AAAAAAAAApE/0fHB_bBecC8/s320/DSC08462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Mel was kinda worried or rather scared that will be drop down. Lol. Jas &amp;amp; i was trying to scare him by jumping ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7eNol_NI/AAAAAAAAAos/Ctt8VvlR_rw/s1600-h/DSC08454.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253936568034786514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7eNol_NI/AAAAAAAAAos/Ctt8VvlR_rw/s320/DSC08454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The hot suffering day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7eN0NMnI/AAAAAAAAAo0/JcF8QaJSoI8/s1600-h/DSC08458.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253936568083493490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7eN0NMnI/AAAAAAAAAo0/JcF8QaJSoI8/s320/DSC08458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7epLS_qI/AAAAAAAAAo8/9Q8dxAP00pI/s1600-h/DSC08461.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253936575428099746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7epLS_qI/AAAAAAAAAo8/9Q8dxAP00pI/s320/DSC08461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But still, i enjoyed myself. So does Jas &amp;amp; Mel i guess =) I simply love that 3km walk although it's damn hot that afternoon. But we really had a great time &amp;amp; Jas said it'll be great if the sun wasnt that hot. I wanna go the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I was wondering on the way if i wasnt there with them. Will they get lost? Ops! But seriously, even Sp said they've no sense of direction. I said we might end up staying overnight if they're leading the way. Worse expected, Sp said her parents will put up a search for her. Damn exaggerating! LOL. I'm a great compass cum doraemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Reached vivo and we headed to sushi tei to buy my lovely sweets. Mel was shocked when the small box of sweet is near 5 bucks. Then, to kim gary restaurant for some bites. Saw Chiu wei there, so coincident! Next, to giant marketplace &amp;amp; we saw sushi that what Jas &amp;amp; i normally eat at Taka. So Jas bought a box of it. We settled down at the open space area to enjoy the food &amp;amp; weather. Mel went off, left the 2 of us. We sat down for hours, chit chatting. Why? Cause we no need to spend money to sit there. Just Kidding! We saw rainbow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253937102930736770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm79WRudoI/AAAAAAAAApM/Sj5ie0GTawE/s320/DSC08468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ard 8 plus, we decided to continue walking ard vivo before heading hm. Went daiso, bought some facial stuff and &lt;strong&gt;MILK TEA&lt;/strong&gt;. It's nice ok, try it! Head hm, took rebound of the red line. And i acty fell asleep on the mrt as i was toooooo tired. Thank God, there's Jas ard. Reached hm &amp;amp; i felt energetic once agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice and enjoyable day with them! Love it~ Sch's starting soon &amp;amp; i'm kinda looking forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ya, did i mention about my elective. I gt myself Jap, my first choice. Sad to say, Sp they all arent in my class. But luckily i gt Jas &amp;amp; xt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. extreme hot yet fun day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1380900152966013485?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1380900152966013485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1380900152966013485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1380900152966013485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1380900152966013485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyseven_557---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SOm7d1sabdI/AAAAAAAAAok/hUhzQQ0ma3M/s72-c/hortpark-collage2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8975039766700060665</id><published>2008-09-27T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:13:54.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftysix_556---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;with disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;understand me? not you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8975039766700060665?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8975039766700060665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8975039766700060665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8975039766700060665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8975039766700060665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_27.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftysix_556---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3506527638320572552</id><published>2008-09-26T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:21:45.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyfive_555---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I miss my sec sch cliques. The si dang, class, of course nt to forget christine &amp;amp; the rest of the gals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite relutant to go into the waiting room &amp;amp; was kinda regret signing up for PGS. How can i dare to go when i didnt even study for it. Damn nervous when i first stepped in &amp;amp; saw Mr James Sim sitting there. He still asked me whether i study for it. And i still dare to answer NO! But well, since i made my promise, i'll just do it. Hopefully, this promise can make me go even further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for sem 2 to start, because......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I can feel that barriers, problems are on their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3506527638320572552?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3506527638320572552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3506527638320572552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3506527638320572552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3506527638320572552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyfive_555---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6993512883514481469</id><published>2008-09-23T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:02:00.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyfour_554---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;是好，是坏？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;是实，是非？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;是对，是错？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;是黑，是白？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;由不得我判断。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. Forgive for been cold-hearted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6993512883514481469?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6993512883514481469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6993512883514481469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6993512883514481469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6993512883514481469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_23.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyfour_554---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4004140349641393023</id><published>2008-09-20T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:35:21.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftythree_553---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After so many days didnt update, i guess you know the reason why. Ya, exactly, i'm busy, VERY! Busy with classical modules - PM &amp;amp; CS. I gotta rush my proj cause i'm having presentation the following mon &amp;amp; tue. Lucks to Bon =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i've been going out with my friends. Once, i went out with mayyee, sandy, mj, and samuel. They're so humourous! I love going out with them but too bad i was having exam the next day so couldnt chill out too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Headed out with jas, thought she's kinda busy mostly everyday. But still, without fail, we still go out but not to slack or shop for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things happened, but well, i'll overcome myself. Thanks for sp, jas, and mayyee's support! Esp sp! You shd know what i mean. I shall listen what you advised me. Things will be tough if i'm facing all alone. And mayyee. Ur donuts, bubble tea, and milk make my day! =) Thanks for the breakfast and high-tea. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went training today! Miss minami after nt seeing her for so long. Great catch up &amp;amp; lunch with mic &amp;amp; minami. Well, let's have sth nice agn too &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. I SWEAR I WONT EAT NATTO ANYMORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4004140349641393023?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4004140349641393023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4004140349641393023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4004140349641393023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4004140349641393023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_20.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftythree_553---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8197095249760186104</id><published>2008-09-01T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:18:16.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftytwo_552---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update the day i went out with jas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Met jas &amp;amp; we started our shopping at the first stop, Bugis. Went for lunch at Yoshinoya (jus because she nv have her lunch). It rained that day, but didnt stop us for looking stuff. Since it's early, we decided to head to town to shop more. Next, we went to vivo to look out for my stuff. And we dine at Carl's Jr. I can tell you, it's so &lt;u&gt;SINFUL&lt;/u&gt; to eat beef the whole day. Hw can i forget abt the 'melting capsule' incident. She miss call me a few times &amp;amp; told me her 'capsule' melt after bathing'. So funny! She's damn sad. Luckily, my 'capsule' is still safe &amp;amp; sound. LOL. Simply love going out with her cause we just chat &amp;amp; crap like nobody's business. Hopefully there's next time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended eunice's private bday party on sat after my tennis. I was a nice &amp;amp; enjoyable one. Of course it's great that we can chat, sing, and laugh with that bday girl. Not to forget bully her once in a yr! Haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8197095249760186104?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8197095249760186104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8197095249760186104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8197095249760186104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8197095249760186104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftytwo_552---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3552558867567945627</id><published>2008-08-25T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:53:56.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyone_551---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Such a wonderful saturday i spent with my dearest jaslyn! Shall update more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice is just giving me headache! Damn~ And for heavenly sake, for the sake of Class 1, pls 'kick' her to another class from tml's classical lesson onwards. She's taking up the SPACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. What's gonna happen tml? I'm kinda looking forward. Evil~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3552558867567945627?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3552558867567945627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3552558867567945627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3552558867567945627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3552558867567945627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_25.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfiftyone_551---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6084587762522242432</id><published>2008-08-22T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:28:31.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfifty_550---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chatted with may yee for nearly 3 hrs ytd night. We just chat any stuff &amp;amp; it's fun. Woke up &amp;amp; started rotting until i fell aslp agn ard 3 plus in the afternoon. Was once agn awake by a call frm Ms Lim!!! LOL =x I was figuring out whose number so familiar before pickin' up. Maybe i was in sleeping condition so i cant think of it. Phew~ Luckily it was jus some finance enquires, not our batch did anything wrong. Haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis tml! Hopefully tml's lesson will be like last week. It's cool to just train with a small grp of ppl. Kinda lookin' forward for more practice. Will be out with jas after tennis. I took so long to go out shoppin' with her. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. What's gonna happen next? This tep makes alot of things change. For gd or bad, i really have no idea. We shall see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6084587762522242432?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6084587762522242432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6084587762522242432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6084587762522242432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6084587762522242432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_22.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfifty_550---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-606580798364595848</id><published>2008-08-21T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:29:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortynine_549---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cheers finally &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ENDED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Everything has come to the end of 'sai gang'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotting at hm for this 1 week holiday which i dont think it's necessary. Partially due to i'm used to stay in sch since the start of EMRS to the end of Cheers. The continuous tep makes me feel that time really pass very fast. A sudden break of 1 week just makes me feel bored rotting at hm and decided to hang out in sch while waiting for my friends to end sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, headed down to sch because of the finance student. Wed was all because to support ashley mummy &amp;amp; jas doing their EMRS roadshow. Of course, meanwhile, i studied for my jap. But my progress is always slow as i'm always stuck on the com. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat, she came with her family, didnt chat much thought. Didnt even go to see doc on sun with the whole lot. Mummy told me sth which makes me feel realy bad. But i'm always like that, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frienship is special yet unbelievable! Within a few mins, or even seconds, 2 strangers can be friends. And they can be so close as if they're secondary sch friends after a few weeks or months. Things just happen without realising! What's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Dreams just make me happy for a time being. But sooner or ltr, i'l wake up from reality, which i dont wish to. I hope i still can continue to hold onto the memories as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-606580798364595848?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/606580798364595848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=606580798364595848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/606580798364595848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/606580798364595848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_21.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortynine_549---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5559444727409989334</id><published>2008-08-12T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:46:25.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortyeight_548---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm kinda busy recently, which is a gd sign because Cheers life is ending soon. In other words, classical is comin' and sems 2 will be round the corner! Feel relief after submittin' my reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today off! But tml onwards will be full 8hrs shift. Well, i'm kinda looking forward too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also busy with anime =p 'イタズラなKiss'. I love the song too! 時間よ止めれ by AZU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;時間よ止めれ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;てれかくしなせりふも&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;みつめあうしゅんかんも&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;あなたといるじかんも&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;たりないけど&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;さいしゅんでんしゃみおくる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;までにぎりしめてくれたて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;さりげないやさしさがうれしいよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;おとぎばなしなら&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;すぐにあなたのいるあすえゆけるのに&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time, Everyday, Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ことばにしなくても&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;あなたわわたしのとくべつなばしょ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;もしもたったひとつねがいがかなうなら&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ふたりだけのじかんおかみさまとみてよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time, Everyday, Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;もしはなれてもぼくがつなぎとめるよ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;あなたわわたしのとくべつなひと&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every time, Everyday, Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;しんじるよときがとまらなくても&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;うんめいならいつだってめぐりあえるよね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5559444727409989334?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5559444727409989334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5559444727409989334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5559444727409989334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5559444727409989334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortyeight_548---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5042297748226692755</id><published>2008-08-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:27:12.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortyseven_547---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Suddenly i see my old self in her, which i swear deep down my heart, it isnt a &lt;u&gt;GOOD&lt;/u&gt; thing! But i wonder does some parts of me isit still on me? I hope it doesnt. Trust me, the feeling won go any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've been living in the past. All i could rmb are those unwanted memories, but those wanted yet nowhere to be found dont appear in my mind. I'm searching real hard to recall, but won force. If it happens to be gone, i shall let it mark a full-stop then. And shall do the necessary things to 'reformat' my memory. Lol. Maybe it'll make my life happier! Or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a break, with sea breeze blowing onto my face, reading a book, drinking Pokka green tea (HEE), and not to forget, with some of my close friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5042297748226692755?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5042297748226692755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5042297748226692755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5042297748226692755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5042297748226692755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortyseven_547---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3404369097668587856</id><published>2008-07-29T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:31:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortysix_546---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My last week of night shift in Cheers! Don know whether i shd be happy or feeling sad? But well, i still very firm with my thought, i cant wait for sem 2! I shall write what happened recently first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thur, mayyee &amp;amp; chek aik (sandy) asked me out after shift. Hmmx, i don know whether it's a wise choice i've made but i enjoyed myself. Once after my bath, chatted on phone &amp;amp; i realised i kept laughing non-stop. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat was the last lesson for my basic foundation. I gonna miss my partner, lu. She doesnt wanna continue which i lost one gd partner. Will miss those fun we normally had. Miss seeing a gal holding a racquet as if a racquet is holding her or is too heavy for her. Well, i hope i can persuade her. Played basketball with mj, mel, zm, ken &amp;amp; youda with the rest. Suddenly, i'm so addicted to basketball. Oh mannnn~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was Ken's bday. Went to celebrate his bday @ marina square, seoul garden. Met up with jas after shift. On the way down to city hall, we saw minami waiting for e guys, sitting @ amk platform so we decided to wait with her. They headed to buy the present, while jas &amp;amp; i headed to starbucks. I was busy doing my SOP, she was like staring in the air, so funny lah. The cute thing is her look. =x That jas of mine bullied me ytd during the dinner. I told her not to take so much beef, ended up i'm the one clearing up for her. Zzzz. &lt;strong&gt;UNFAIR!&lt;/strong&gt; After the celebration, i headed hm with mic while the rest took the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red line&lt;/span&gt;. Everything was so fun ytd. Had a very BAD nightmare, made me woke up in the middle of the night ard 3 plus. I dreamt ms lim calling me to come back to sch immediately while i explained to her, i need some time coming down. She shouted......&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I'm waiting for the next epi of Reborn. Cant wait to play basketball &amp;amp; seriously, need to get my havaianas and leather sling bag ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3404369097668587856?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3404369097668587856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3404369097668587856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3404369097668587856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3404369097668587856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_29.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortysix_546---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1403323363075435607</id><published>2008-07-18T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:32:44.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortygive_545---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm so happy to say week 5 is finally down! But my feeling changed, once i saw those happy times in Cheers outlet with everyone. I realised it when glenn, nicholas &amp;amp; i were cleaning the glass panel, just so much fun &amp;amp; laughter. How can i forget the moment i'm doing finance? When i'm having much fun with Ops &amp;amp; IM. Haha! But i really cant wait for sem 2 to start asap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was sort of my OFF DAY! In other words, no need to report sch early in the morning. Between resting or going out, i chose to go out with jas &amp;amp; mic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Purpose: Slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venue: Raffles &amp;amp; City Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Down to raffles to have lunch with Sp as she's alone. We're so angelic =x Decided to try walking down from raffles to city hall, &amp;amp; we did it! Lol. Guess what i saw at raffles city? We passed by Donut Factory, &amp;amp; we saw they selling 'bonbons'. Omg~ They sell 'bonbons'!!! I'm so horrified now. Went walking ard here &amp;amp; there, we decided to settle down @ starbucks because our dearest princess jaslyn nv try coffee bean &amp;amp; she still prefers starbucks. Slacked &amp;amp; chatted, that's what we've done. Frankly speaking, i love the atmosphere, love being there wasting my time, and most of all, i'm with my friends! After that, we headed hm. And i gotta go back to my reality life, Cheers -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis tml. I cant help but to say i sux in tennis. Maybe more tennis training is needed for me. Gotta rush for a ppt during weekends. Hmmx, seems like i'm stuck in front of the com agn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I'm addicted to this anime, Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn. I cant find my leather sling bag &amp;amp; i want a pair of havanias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1403323363075435607?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1403323363075435607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1403323363075435607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1403323363075435607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1403323363075435607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortygive_545---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3677447492302996382</id><published>2008-07-15T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:33:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortyfour_544---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Welcome week 5! 3 wks plus to go. Time is passing real fast but well, somehow abit waste. I'm acty thinking i'm passing my life aimlessly. But, that's the actual fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon was a superb tiring day when i didnt even manage to catch a sleep. By the time i wanna sleep is ard 3 plus, which makes no sense to go &amp;amp; sleep &amp;amp; i'm waking at 4 plus. So i decided to continue watching my movies. I ended up bringing my heavy head to sch doing my first day of the week finance. I'm slow on mon, superb slow! I expect myself to be alot faster. Lunched with lu &amp;amp; mel at south. Headed to koufu to find sp &amp;amp; the rest. It's been such a long time since a big grp of the class sitting down eating in school. After that, couldnt take it &amp;amp; i decided to go hm. Thanks jas accompanied to MRT station, although she's wearing formal &amp;amp; troublesome but she nv some NO! Thanks bestie! ^^ Lied flat after bathing &amp;amp; faint for hrs before picking up sp's call. Ate cup noodles &amp;amp; faint agn until the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather better. I'm nt as tired as ytd. And i seems alot energetic to do anything, including my finance. Of course, i'm alot faster. Finished ard 11 plus. Headed down to sembawang to find jas. Haha! Went lib &amp;amp; lunched at mac. Home Sweet Home!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my bed, expect alot faster den today for my finance for tml. Well, lunch with lu, mel &amp;amp; maybe justin! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. i wanna buy a LEATHER BAG, a real nice one =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3677447492302996382?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3677447492302996382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3677447492302996382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3677447492302996382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3677447492302996382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_15.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortyfour_544---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-7619935366282273396</id><published>2008-07-13T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:47:11.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehunredfortythree_543---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;I'm so sick &amp;amp; tired of everything. I need an island, i want a break, i want sth peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-7619935366282273396?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/7619935366282273396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=7619935366282273396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7619935366282273396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/7619935366282273396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_13.html' title='*&lt;---fivehunredfortythree_543---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-459073521292841137</id><published>2008-07-12T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:36:08.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortytwo_542---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;4 weeks in Cheers have passed. Down with another 5 weeks to go. This week was a terrible one, but i always tell myself just carry on. Next week gonna be my second time doing morning shift, in other words, FINANCE! Well, this time round i wanna do it better &amp;amp; more accurate. Luckily, off day for me on thu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis today, &amp;amp; stayed quite awhile to play with the rest including jas, ken, mel, &amp;amp; zhimian. Bought the balls from Coach, &amp;amp; right now, my locker is full with balls. I'll bring it back hm on mon if possible. Hurted my back accidently maybe while i'm sitting on hard surface. This pain kills me. Seriously, i've stopped eating the pills cause i guess those are pain killers which only help for the time being. Anyway, wanting to vent it all out today for a run, but i only ran 1 round while i went back to my locker to take some balls for my jas to learn her tennis. Lu is sick. My poor lu =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been saying i care i dont care i care i dont care in the afternoon. Alright, i acty care. How can i suppose to dump my friend? I'll stop playing &amp;amp; well, no more of this. Words that were out, cant be taken back. So dont ever say things when you gonna regret, alright bon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Things i want to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- get my tennis techniques right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- more practice on my tennis (that's of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- get a job (i'm out of cash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- chat with my bestie (i gt lots to talk to her! but after her proj, NO disturbance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- finish reading my storybook, Ten Men (it's interesting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. It's a boy girl thing is a nice movie! What's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-459073521292841137?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/459073521292841137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=459073521292841137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/459073521292841137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/459073521292841137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortytwo_542---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4996294186510025419</id><published>2008-07-07T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:15:04.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfortyone_541---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's the 7/7/2008. What a nice date, when i gt a nice dream for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'd a gd dream! Thanks for a wonderful memory. It may not come true or be true, but at least i got sth to rmb of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dream , i nv expect you to care so much for me. Scolding or arguing just makes me feel we're much more closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Second dream, i wont expect you to pull me down to Orchard &amp;amp; shop with you. Eating, shopping, &amp;amp; chatting with you makes me feel real happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And both of the dreams seem so true! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4996294186510025419?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4996294186510025419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4996294186510025419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4996294186510025419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4996294186510025419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_07.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfortyone_541---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4624352227527205880</id><published>2008-07-06T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:01:40.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredforty_540---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After so many day of waking up ard 4 plus in the morning, i could say morning shift is really tough for me. That fri, while i was arranging curry puffs with xiao puay, i accidently knocked onto the tray with my tailbone. Zzzz! I thought it was sth minor, cause by right you'll feel pain when you knock onto sth hard. But i didnt realise it was so serious until wed i went to see doc with the accompanied of jas, sp, minami, &amp;amp; mic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We'd laksa at yishun at first &amp;amp; headed down to yishun polyclinic. Sp &amp;amp; minami went off hm after awhile cause both of them merely sent me there. After taking x-ray, the report showed i'm fractured my tailbone with a crack. -.- At first, the doc intend to refer me to AH, but she changed her mind to JMC. A great big thanks to jas &amp;amp; mic, although mic left halfway. And for those who care &amp;amp; worry for me, thank you so much. I'm fine now! =) However, i took 2 days of MC to check on my tailbone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, there's no tennis training, and a grp of us wanted to play tgth with minami, mic, jas, mel, zhimian, mar &amp;amp; i, so we went down to sch. Luckily, lu lent me her racquet. If not i doubt we're able to play with just only 3 racquets. My jas gt the potential man. Or is it because she's once a table tennis player? Haha. Maybe what Coach Kamari said is true. Had mac for lunch, &amp;amp; jas wanted to play more. So we went back to court. But unfortunately, it started to rain agn. All of us were drenched but i like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i shd go down to queensway to buy some tennis balls for myself. Afterall, i don wanna keep kicking balls all the time. Haha. I cant wait for next sat to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4624352227527205880?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4624352227527205880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4624352227527205880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4624352227527205880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4624352227527205880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredforty_540---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3623305463764291854</id><published>2008-06-26T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:38:15.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtynine_539---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Went out with lu &amp;amp; minami down to bugis. But the coolest part was chilling @ the soup spoon for a bowl of soup, and 2 side dishes. We just chilled! It's great to chill out with them. Let's have 小龙包next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers is really very tiring. I'll always fall asleep on the mrt whether it's on the way to school or journey back hm. Stimes, i still miss my stop. Zzzz. I didnt even do that during my EMRS period. But look at it now and see how exhausted am i everyday, esp doing morning shift. Anyway, my shift, ms chia, ms ching &amp;amp; i will be going down to hougang for some stuff until 5 plus. Well, i don know what it is all abt, but i think it's sth nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting a part-time job. Seriously, bon is annoucing herself broke, BROKE! But looking at the current situation, i doubt myself that i've the ability to work during my TEP. I worried i might collasp at any pt of time. I really have no idea to get a job? Please tell me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Random fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My close bestie, whom i can trust &amp;amp; be the first to knows everything, regardless gd or bad news. I may not be gd in expressing myself, but i assure you that i'm always here for you, my dear friend! Of course, i wont throw you aside =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3623305463764291854?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3623305463764291854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3623305463764291854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3623305463764291854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3623305463764291854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtynine_539---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4002564645961192335</id><published>2008-06-24T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:30:56.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyeight_538---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spongebobworld.com/characters.htm"&gt;Jaslyn, click &amp;amp; read it!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. Read it finish =)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4002564645961192335?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4002564645961192335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4002564645961192335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4002564645961192335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4002564645961192335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_5414.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyeight_538---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-9020075767243706927</id><published>2008-06-24T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:17:54.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyseven_537---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My very last event, doing cashier duty and the food &amp;amp; stuff i had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC7lFOYQ_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/whpWhbqfvW8/s1600-h/collage1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215374614227076082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC7lFOYQ_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/whpWhbqfvW8/s320/collage1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Sp &amp;amp; i decided to take some pics tgth with jas &amp;amp; mic. They were......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81I8Q1BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/m-kCKN9ExyI/s1600-h/DSC08361.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215375989614367762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81I8Q1BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/m-kCKN9ExyI/s320/DSC08361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;talking on the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81a_GknI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ZsPGh3gX6QU/s1600-h/DSC08363.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215375994458116722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81a_GknI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ZsPGh3gX6QU/s320/DSC08363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;emo-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81lu3miI/AAAAAAAAAns/tN9xfRQ51GQ/s1600-h/DSC08364.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215375997342816802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81lu3miI/AAAAAAAAAns/tN9xfRQ51GQ/s320/DSC08364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Luckily we took one before lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC816Hcx9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/e08tNYlgiAg/s1600-h/DSC08366.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215376002814625746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC816Hcx9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/e08tNYlgiAg/s320/DSC08366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OGTRuZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LuKDwsdgRH0/s1600-h/DSC08367.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215377517913946514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OGTRuZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/LuKDwsdgRH0/s320/DSC08367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some pics from my new stopover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The one beside who teached me finance, Ms May Yee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OGJFCyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/mNq85g-Cw-Y/s1600-h/DSC08368.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215377517871172386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OGJFCyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/mNq85g-Cw-Y/s320/DSC08368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The one who teached me POS during event cum the blue teeth monster, Faline!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-O1BhF_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/opxvOSeLcVo/s1600-h/yvonne+faline.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215377530455922674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-O1BhF_I/AAAAAAAAAoU/opxvOSeLcVo/s320/yvonne+faline.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The one who wants to 'buy' wonderbra, Ngee Song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OpfjNwI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nu_yr27LtXM/s1600-h/me+yvonne.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215377527360665346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC-OpfjNwI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nu_yr27LtXM/s320/me+yvonne.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The ppl frm the previous batch frm Cheers &amp;amp; Ops, Sandy aka Chek Aik, Regina, May Yee, Faline, &amp;amp; lastly ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81LcSU4I/AAAAAAAAAnU/8sEQdDP-7yk/s1600-h/cheers+and+ops.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215375990285554562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC81LcSU4I/AAAAAAAAAnU/8sEQdDP-7yk/s320/cheers+and+ops.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, after tennis training &amp;amp; down to bugis with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC7kxEgntI/AAAAAAAAAnE/svBg5Fu3pxA/s1600-h/collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215374608816971474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC7kxEgntI/AAAAAAAAAnE/svBg5Fu3pxA/s320/collage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Had great fun hangin' out with them. You cant really imagine, it was acty jas's idea of going out to shop! Surprising right? However, after shopping, i realised it's the other way round. Lol. I spent ard $70 bucks in a day. Gosh~ Jas brought us to a place. We started to try out sth. It turned out to be good, but i think somehow bad too. We shall see. Jas, you better bring me there agn next yr. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night shift had finally over...nw the morning shift, FINANCE! In other words, more stress. Duh! Linjuan asked me whether did i went to sun-tanned? I guess it's time to apply sun block. I don wanna be charcoal agn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual fact...nice chatting with my friends! Will this keep the bonding there or just merely chatting? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-9020075767243706927?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/9020075767243706927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=9020075767243706927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/9020075767243706927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/9020075767243706927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_24.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyseven_537---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SGC7lFOYQ_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/whpWhbqfvW8/s72-c/collage1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-319191701188937371</id><published>2008-06-18T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:30:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtysix_536---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm too lazy to upload the pics. So yeah, how abt next time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first week in Cheers, from 3.30pm onwards. The latest i could go was on mon, 10pm. And i reached hm abt 11.30pm. Things didnt went smoothly for the EOD, and caused so frustrated on that topid machine! =x Tue was better, it ended ard 8pm and i had dinner with dong yang. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forget abt this, let me tell you wad i'm lookin' forward everyday when i step into Cheers. Ah huh? Cant think abt it? I wish i don have any variance . Hopefully, today there's no variance. So my dear may yee can reward me sth nice XD Well, hopefully this week no variance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, i'm superb tired today. Chatted with jas for almost 3hrs before i drop dead. Right now, i cant wait to chat with Sp, but she's out with someone. Lol. Since i gotta wake up early tml, i think i better turn in soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, may yee, this is for you. Pls come Cheers often, cause i miss u and i need a consultant to save a noob like me. Pls pray next week my finance gt no problem! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-319191701188937371?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/319191701188937371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=319191701188937371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/319191701188937371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/319191701188937371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtysix_536---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1097251878511418481</id><published>2008-06-14T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:51:43.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyfive_535---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c62e92ca63dc1b16" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc62e92ca63dc1b16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333060396%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10CCFEA43FF71DD0EBE95CC31FC28F9ECD81065E.812386301E80EDD0C41F4FE9009FEB4571F237EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc62e92ca63dc1b16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D47FBOZLC1Rz-j2qBrfgbxfjlZZc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc62e92ca63dc1b16%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333060396%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10CCFEA43FF71DD0EBE95CC31FC28F9ECD81065E.812386301E80EDD0C41F4FE9009FEB4571F237EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc62e92ca63dc1b16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D47FBOZLC1Rz-j2qBrfgbxfjlZZc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My very last day in EMRS...9th June 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It all ended so fast. Really miss those days! Sign-in before 9am; settle down before heading for breakfast (or brunch stimes) with my grp; doing stuff, playing games or watching movie; went slacking visiting MSC outlets like fusion, giordano &amp;amp; esp friendz; then waiting for 5.30pm to sign-out. But of course, it wasnt these that makes me miss those days. It was those events, preparations, hardwork and effort that i saw this 9 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;From the first mini-roadshow to mothers' day personal selling to IT fair to fathers' day personal selling, and lastly to food fashion fair. I'm lucky enough to be at least once O.I.C, logistic I.C, and cashier. I'd experienced the least expected things that would happen onto me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;How can i forget the last 2 hrs, when the whole EMRS &amp;amp; mr chong spent in LTD 4. For all the things he had done for us, the ppt and the video! After all those big &amp;amp; small mistakes i've done. Thanks Mr Chong! Thanks for the chances you gave me &amp;amp; i seriously appreciate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The achievement i've after this 9 weeks...i'm one of the 11 students! This is the achievement! Thanks my Mk0703 for being there for me when i'm in EMRS. Esp jas, sp, lu, minami, mic and lots and lots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;More coming up on my new stopover...Cheers! Hi, welcome to Cheers =)&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/7924592-1097251878511418481?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c62e92ca63dc1b16&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1097251878511418481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1097251878511418481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1097251878511418481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1097251878511418481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_14.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyfive_535---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2500022604730834925</id><published>2008-06-09T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:46:04.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyfour_534---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Below are some pics during wenli's bday party @ pasir ris. Went over to celebrate her bday after sch. I enjoyed much on that day, but sth dont seems right. I dont even know how to ans or explain. Nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00wnyCxdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TVoWbbfnsJ0/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209878353854776786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00wnyCxdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TVoWbbfnsJ0/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00xiFHf-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/IbbxXPumaYI/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209878369504034786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00xiFHf-I/AAAAAAAAAm8/IbbxXPumaYI/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00F2R65nI/AAAAAAAAAms/AqMlx3fpfvU/s1600-h/wenlibday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209877619012200050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00F2R65nI/AAAAAAAAAms/AqMlx3fpfvU/s320/wenlibday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zdNBFY-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/RkjOtJh5lX8/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209876920740963298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zdNBFY-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/RkjOtJh5lX8/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zdjOopiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/RMA6oLmzQHw/s1600-h/wenlibday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209876926703380002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zdjOopiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/RMA6oLmzQHw/s320/wenlibday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zeLYpAMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/zOWr9lILwFk/s1600-h/wenlibday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209876937482764482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zeLYpAMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/zOWr9lILwFk/s320/wenlibday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zetDch4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZwaSw2Brf74/s1600-h/wenlibday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209876946520672130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zetDch4I/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZwaSw2Brf74/s320/wenlibday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zfM6qgWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UAy9sh7TvO8/s1600-h/wenlibday+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209876955073773922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0zfM6qgWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UAy9sh7TvO8/s320/wenlibday+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And pic during my leave day out with xiao puay, xiao yun, &amp;amp; xiao hong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0xS6zUXmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CVhBcG0vd2I/s1600-h/college.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209874545029439074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE0xS6zUXmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CVhBcG0vd2I/s320/college.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A lot of things happened the past couple of weeks. But all i could say is those wont stop me from reachin' out to the things i want. But luckily, i managed to pick myself up and carry on movin'. How could i forget those who standby me when i'm so lost and emo. I guess i do not need to mention but a big thanks ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather tired, gotta catch some sleep before a brand new start in Cheers! I shall update more on EMRS tml. I still cant believe today is my last day in EMRS. I simply cant bear to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Give me the ability i used to have, the power of readin' ppl's mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2500022604730834925?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2500022604730834925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2500022604730834925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2500022604730834925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2500022604730834925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_09.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyfour_534---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SE00wnyCxdI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TVoWbbfnsJ0/s72-c/DSC00489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-8364671349258050590</id><published>2008-06-07T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:04:38.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtythree_533---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M DAMN UNLUCKY, ALRIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever i do, dont seems to go smoothly &amp;amp; well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;First of all, i'm goin' to Cheers for my next stopover. Imagine i'm doin' the first shift, 7am to 11am. What time shd i get up? Mayb 4.30 to 4.45am i shd be awake. Gosh~ Not only that, imagine i'm doin' the last shift, from 3pm onwards. I dont even know what time am i able to go hm. Sigh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Next, i was a 'VIP' in A.C's room for one particular day. That session goes on for 33mins. It demoralise me when its the last couple of days in EMRS! For all the things i've endured for the past 8weeks and it turns out to be useless. Argh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lastly, my topid reports. I've been strugglin' dont know how freakin' long. Until now, i still yet to clear 50% when the submission is on the mon. Guess what? I just received info that my summary is WRONG! And i gotta REDO agn...mind you AGAIN! This is pissin' me off man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-8364671349258050590?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/8364671349258050590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=8364671349258050590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8364671349258050590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/8364671349258050590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtythree_533---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5453355071133407844</id><published>2008-05-28T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:50:08.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtytwo_532---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ytd evening, as usual i went hm &amp;amp; normally i would take either bus 335 or 334. But i took bus 98 without knowing why. The route hm was full with flash of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I'm sorry. Full of regrets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5453355071133407844?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5453355071133407844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5453355071133407844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5453355071133407844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5453355071133407844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_29.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtytwo_532---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5661321557215956278</id><published>2008-05-18T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:19:22.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyone_531---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th &amp;amp; 13th of May (Mon &amp;amp; Tue)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The last two days of the biggest event for my first stopover, IT fair! I bought myself a laptop skin since not only it can beautify my lappy, it can also protect my lappy. On tue, i'm so glad it's the last day of the fair. Cause i'm able enjoy my proj air-con rm on wed. I missed sittin' down on the chair slackin' like nobody's business. Gave the happy hour a miss but i guess i'll enjoy if i'm there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th &amp;amp; 15th of May (Wed &amp;amp; Thu)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nth much except for searchin' for fathers' day personal selling suppliers. Well, i could say we don have much time left. Alot of things to be done before officially personal selling starts. It's abit rush of time, hopefully everything goes smoothly for us. Went to queensway with lu, minami, mic &amp;amp; zy to purchase their tennis racquet. I acty spent money. OMG! We ate mac. Gotta attached the receipts. We redeemed it like crazy. As for thu, i claimed my OT, i went hm happily sleeping XD How could i forget abt it, wed was my dearest jasmine's bday. Happy Bday, gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th of May (Fri)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My BIG day! Thanks to everyone who have wished me! I slacked in the proj rm watching hills have eyes with xiao puay, xiao yun &amp;amp; xiao hong. We laughed, screamed, everything...so fun! Lunch went all the way to south canteen to buy bubble tea &amp;amp; hotdog bun. Nice. Minami called &amp;amp; walked back to koufu. But acty i need to look for Sp. Seriously, luckily i still gt Sp to figure with, if not i don know what will happen. My class planned to give me a surprise. So they bought a mini-cake &amp;amp; started singing birthday song in the shopping arcade, outside MSC Friendz. So many ppl were lookin', i was damn shock cum touched. I thought everything starts at night. Thanks MK0703. Esp jie ling &amp;amp; zhiyin. Thanks for organising &amp;amp; put in so much effort. Went to auditorium for guaduation rehearsal. I guaduated 3 times in 2hrs. LOL. At least 2 yrs ltr, i know what to do on the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Headed down to PS with jie ling &amp;amp; marvin. The dinner was 7pm but we were early. Went walkin' ard PS with jie ling &amp;amp; started chattin'. Let me apologise first. Sorry jie ling. Didnt mean to really wanna spoilt your mood but i don know when to tell you. Moreover, i think you'll blame me if i nv tell you, right? Sigh. I cant acty figure out why. WHY?!?! Mic they all went to buy a cake agn &amp;amp; started singin' birthday song once agn. Wenli came but fa cai mao cant make it. Haha. Hope to see my fa cai mao soon!!! Headed back hm after walkin' ard PS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th of May (Sat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Met up with mic, zy, lu &amp;amp; minami for tennis training. I'm superb hungry for every tennis training. The no. of ppl in shift 2 werent many, we gt more chance to train. The whole lot of us are talented......talented to hit the ball real high! Lol. After training, went to play basketball awhile before headin' down to AMK for pepper lunch!!! It's been a long time since we step into AMK with any classmates. PEPPER LUNCH! We're happily eatin' &amp;amp; chattin'. So fun, i miss those times. Let's have pepper lunch after training agn! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Down to meet cp, christine &amp;amp; sy. Went to vivo, sushi tei for dinner. Cp &amp;amp; christine acty surprised me with a cake when they said they wanna go to the restroom. Zzzz. I'm too naughty that i came up with an idea when i saw a piece of broken spoon piece on the seat. *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;EVIL GRIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;* I put it under the soba &amp;amp; asked the management to change it. =x Well, i'm nt really satisfy with their service. It shdnt be this kinda standard, but why? Thanks gal. Thanks for everything although dor dor missed it. Meet up real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shall post the pics on wed. I'm turning in. Nights to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5661321557215956278?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5661321557215956278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5661321557215956278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5661321557215956278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5661321557215956278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirtyone_531---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2924436842929522029</id><published>2008-05-11T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:56:05.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirty_530---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMIwiU6CI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7-UFC42kQ5c/s1600-h/collage1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198996901941536802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMIwiU6CI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7-UFC42kQ5c/s320/collage1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;***during Tangs fair, my booth***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh man, i haven been bloggin' for so long. Sorry to all, i've been so busy with the IT fair &amp;amp; the distribution for mothers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMIAiU6BI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-0eXQHHe5sc/s1600-h/collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198996889056634898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMIAiU6BI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-0eXQHHe5sc/s320/collage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3nd &amp;amp; 4rd of May (Sat &amp;amp; Sun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sat, went out to bugis before heading down to meet up with sidang @ vivo. So happened that i recalled lu's workin' at Fox bugis, i decided to visit her. And i ended buying a jacket for myself. And she even told me her shop there's one called yvonne &amp;amp; the other called jaslyn. -.- Met up to celebrate pig's bday &amp;amp; decided to have earle swensen for dinner. Alot of fun &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMpQiU6EI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ocMWDPsFa1M/s1600-h/DSC08307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198997460287285314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMpQiU6EI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ocMWDPsFa1M/s320/DSC08307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5th to 9th of May (Mon to Fri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically, i slacked on mon &amp;amp; started OT-ing frm tue onwards. I was put in charge of IT fair logistic with gab, jac &amp;amp; liang an. The 4 of us were doin' the floor plan since tue, just hopefully that thu, the logistic went well. Oh well, it makes me accumulate 2 days of OT within a wk. I've no idea when to use it, when i gt the prob of usin' my flexi-leave. Thu onwards, i saw alot of stress faces ard me. Fri, sth went real wrong &amp;amp; i somehow caused my team to get scolded. I felt bad &amp;amp; guilty towards you guys. Real sorry guys! My mood just went down the whole fri, no matter how hard i made myself to laugh or smile. Sp chose a hp sock for me. That's cute. Haha, thanks all for encouragin' me. My festive teammates; gab, glenn, jennifer &amp;amp; kel were doin' the distribution &amp;amp; didnt have break at all. Poor jennifer, had gastric &amp;amp; i could see her pain. I've learnt my lesson, will do better for next personal sellin'. Headed down to town to meet cp with jaslyn. Went for my dinner @ taka delifrance bistro. We invited mel to join in. Lol. Had lots of catch up &amp;amp; fun. Went hm &amp;amp; chatted with mic before i drop dead on my bed. Oh ya, did i forget abt takin' out my braces? Ya, i took it out on tue &amp;amp; TADA, my teeth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMpAiU6DI/AAAAAAAAAls/4hIsCE0Xakc/s1600-h/DSC08304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198997455992318002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMpAiU6DI/AAAAAAAAAls/4hIsCE0Xakc/s320/DSC08304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10th of May (Sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met up with mic, zy, lu &amp;amp; minami &amp;amp; emily for tennis orientation. Mic &amp;amp; zy were seperated from us. The 4 of us were lucky in a grp. Phew~ I was still worried i might get seperated to a grp of strangers. The beginning was damn boring until after lunch, we started to get hold how to hit the ball &amp;amp; everything was so FUN! And i found my ex-jss bball junior in my same tennis grp. Oh ya, guess what the others were saying abt us, esp ruiying. She said we look like Year one stud lah. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met up with my family &amp;amp; down to town &amp;amp; i bought 2 tops agn. =x Went to east coast as i booked a table to celebrate Mothers day for mummy. We're damn full after eatin' so much crabs. And mummy said i need to eat more as i've been so stress &amp;amp; busy with EMRS stuff. So she ordered 2 fresh oysters for me. *&lt;strong&gt;Grin&lt;/strong&gt;* It's so ex but sweet, fresh &amp;amp; big! Thanks mummy! After dinner, i suggested to go to Old airport rd to lookout for more food. Haha. Hm sweet hm &amp;amp; SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 more days of IT fair, before i can slack in the proj rm agn. I miss the air-conditioned rm, maybe not only me, but the whole EMRS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. I fall in love with my tennis racquet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2924436842929522029?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2924436842929522029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2924436842929522029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2924436842929522029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2924436842929522029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_11.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirty_530---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SCaMIwiU6CI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7-UFC42kQ5c/s72-c/collage1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6062623838104236961</id><published>2008-05-01T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:27:53.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentynine_529---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Labour day today. Which means ytd was pig's bday. So well, happy bday, Pig! And of course, since it's labour day. Happy bday to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hmmx, basically, this wk is a hectic wk for me, or rather for the whole of EMRS. Mon &amp;amp; Tue was the Tangs fair. It's my very first time doin' sales, of course, how could i stand standin' for the whole day. Seriously, my back &amp;amp; legs were achin' the moment i reached hm. I was still wonderin' can i even make it for the second day. Lol. Well, &amp;amp; i did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Frm this fair, i learnt quite a number of things. I'm glad that i'm in EMRS, festive team =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed was quite a slack day for my team. Except for keyin' data. Well, it'll be worse tml. Bazaar, value shop &amp;amp; fusion will gonna be long Q. And accordin' to noober, he'll doin' full shift tml lah. Poor noober! Haha. I shall continue my sales thingy update tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6062623838104236961?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6062623838104236961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6062623838104236961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6062623838104236961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6062623838104236961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentynine_529---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1873037858393723083</id><published>2008-04-28T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:20:16.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyeight_528---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This weekend wasnt great afterall. Just recovered frm sore throat &amp;amp; down with flu while promotin' Mothers' Day things to all my family &amp;amp; friends. Thanks jas &amp;amp; mel for keepin' me up, chattin' with me till early morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step wasnt easy. Trust me, doing sales will nv be easy. You gotta approach every single ppl you know &amp;amp; hopefully they can help you to promote it as well. The ever worse situation is, you dont have much time to promote it. Time issue will affect your sales. Whatever it is, i'm gonna fight till the end of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's my spirit, that's me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I left with no choice. I'm truly sorry. My heart told me not to do that. But the fact is, i need to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1873037858393723083?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1873037858393723083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1873037858393723083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1873037858393723083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1873037858393723083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_28.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyeight_528---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-299264202918061487</id><published>2008-04-26T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:25:12.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyseven_527---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I know i'm in the wrong, alright! I wont do it anymore. And i dont give it a damn at that topid report or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pissed off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-299264202918061487?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/299264202918061487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=299264202918061487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/299264202918061487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/299264202918061487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_1176.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyseven_527---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2767993498501413355</id><published>2008-04-26T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:07:14.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentysix_526---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe i did it in the wrong way. But i know what i'm doing. Maybe no more second time. Sigh~ I think pig or cp understands ba. The rest i really don care much abt what they think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2767993498501413355?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2767993498501413355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2767993498501413355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2767993498501413355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2767993498501413355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentysix_526---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2143135831554261304</id><published>2008-04-22T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:11:42.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyfive_525---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SA3w7iMFQPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nx1EcTAUqgA/s1600-h/my+poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192070851008479474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SA3w7iMFQPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nx1EcTAUqgA/s320/my+poster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm doing a Mothers' Day, Queen of our Hearts Promotion.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who is interested in any of the above products or need more info on any products, pls do not hesitate to email me @&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:bball_711_10@hotmail.com"&gt;bball_711_10@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks =)&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/7924592-2143135831554261304?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2143135831554261304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2143135831554261304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2143135831554261304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2143135831554261304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_22.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyfive_525---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SA3w7iMFQPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nx1EcTAUqgA/s72-c/my+poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4658049022052903263</id><published>2008-04-21T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:12:38.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyfour_524---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm superb tired right now, reason being i'm waitin' patiently for the ppt to be done &amp;amp; also i'm having headache. Lol. Was chattin' till late with jas ytd night. Didnt expect we'll chat, i thought i'll drop dead as i finish my apprentice. Haha. Anw, we're laughin' non-stop &amp;amp; that makes me super HIGH until i cant even slp. Lol. Hp went flat after hangin' up the phone. Tada~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wk will be real busy with the Mothers' Day event that my grp is currently doin'. Hoping the respond frm my surroundin' will be real Good! Will be updatin' the info by tml i guess. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having topid migraine! Argh~ The pain is killin' me man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noober &amp;amp; Noobest, where are you!!! I'm so boring~ Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4658049022052903263?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4658049022052903263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4658049022052903263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4658049022052903263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4658049022052903263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_21.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyfour_524---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2966528255006225014</id><published>2008-04-19T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:27:44.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentythree_523---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;As mentioned, i'm suppose to update my blog abt the whole entire wk in sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, met up my class to head sch tgth. But the worst part was to enter into a room of strangers. I've no idea what exactly will happen for the next 9 wks but i knew i'm lookin' forward for the things i gonna do for the next 9 wks. Those gals in my grp are friendly enough, had lunch tgth. Things on the first day was alright, i went hm drop dead on the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, as usual met up with my class &amp;amp; down to EMRS. And they told us're having a mini-roadshow on thu, which was very sudden. We'll be choosin' our products in the afternoon and decide what we wanna sell. Decided our hero product to be thumbdrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, i cursed &amp;amp; swear the mrt! We made the effort to meet up early yet we're been stored up by the mrt ard YCK area. Mic, jas &amp;amp; i gotta run to sch in order not to be late. Funny man, luckily i reached the rm on time. Phew~ Collected the goods frm fusion and we're almost ready!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thu, my first mini-roadshow! It's wonderful experience i could say. And the great thing is we hitted our sales target within 2hrs. Thanks for lecturers &amp;amp; friends support! Lol. Tiring day after the mini-roadshow. Fusion earned a $1500 plus for the day includin' $703.60 of what we earned. Met up with my class &amp;amp; headed hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, met jas early to sch for breakfast &amp;amp; also my AAR report. I'm so guilty at the same time touched. Thanks jas, i appreciate it! The whole day doin' AAR &amp;amp; the presentation only. Unable to join my grp for dinner as i don really have the appetite. Headed hm and rest. Chatted with jas &amp;amp; mel on phone. The 3 of us haven been chattin' for a long time. A lot of catch up and poor mel being tricked by us. Mel hung up while jas &amp;amp; i continued. This shows how much i miss my class, Mk0703! I'll always find some time to visit them at the shopping arcade once i'm free. Seriously, i think it's because our bonding is so close that we started missing each other within less than a wk. I gt 8 more wks to go before next stopover at MSC. Topid combination, real topid! Jas &amp;amp; i will be gg the same stopover but at the different timing! Damn it...who the hell do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mk0703, meet up real soon, alright!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I'm doin' personal sellin' starting frm next wk. Pls help me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2966528255006225014?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2966528255006225014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2966528255006225014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2966528255006225014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2966528255006225014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_19.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentythree_523---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1757901664878636116</id><published>2008-04-18T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:23:33.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentytwo_522---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I haven been bloggin' for days man. One very impt is that, i miss my MK0703! I miss them, even thought i manage to some of them everyday yet i just don know why i miss them so much. OMG~ This is terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head back hm and update more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1757901664878636116?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1757901664878636116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1757901664878636116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1757901664878636116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1757901664878636116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_18.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentytwo_522---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6212224967986407949</id><published>2008-04-13T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:27:44.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyone_521---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm superb lazy to update my blog. So sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i shall summarise the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, last thu was my last day of work. Pretty sad cause i gt a fun dept. Esp with such great executive to guide me &amp;amp; teach me. We've been tallying the CPF &amp;amp; payroll for wks eversince she takes over. She bought us out for lunch. What a awesome lunch but a waste cause she ordered too many. LOL. Of course, after a mth, i've learnt quite a no of stuff in HR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my gals. Had Crystal Jade from dinner. My 小笼包~ *&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;* Den went walkin' ard &amp;amp; settle down for a chat at coffee bean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAG9jR35XhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xQEj_GdT010/s1600-h/COLLAGE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188636659498442258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAG9jR35XhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xQEj_GdT010/s320/COLLAGE1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAG9jh35XiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/pVZPzMyZx4Q/s1600-h/Photo-0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188636663793409570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAG9jh35XiI/AAAAAAAAAkk/pVZPzMyZx4Q/s320/Photo-0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm lazy to put up more pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri headed down to meet jie ling &amp;amp; down to BBQ with the rest. And we almost got lost. Omg! And someone wants to be a kid. Lol. Eat, chat &amp;amp; play some games.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBh35XjI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q-o2aAS_xz8/s1600-h/DSC05940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188641577235996210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBh35XjI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q-o2aAS_xz8/s320/DSC05940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBx35XkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0WHmoUkpNYg/s1600-h/DSC05943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188641581530963522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBx35XkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0WHmoUkpNYg/s320/DSC05943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBx35XlI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VmJCCKK8NxA/s1600-h/DSCF2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188641581530963538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCBx35XlI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VmJCCKK8NxA/s320/DSCF2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCCB35XmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/-i4Irbn18uk/s1600-h/DSCF2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188641585825930850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCCB35XmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/-i4Irbn18uk/s320/DSCF2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCCR35XnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c1o2QL0IYvA/s1600-h/DSCF2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188641590120898162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAHCCR35XnI/AAAAAAAAAlM/c1o2QL0IYvA/s320/DSCF2320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cabbed hm &amp;amp; drop dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to sch on tue. Was shocked i'm posted to Event Management &amp;amp; Roadshows. I guess i'm lucky enough. But it's more like a workin' time slot. Mon to fri, 9am - 5.30pm. Anw, marvin was with me but i doubt we'll be in the same grp. I really wonder who shuffle our class. The combination is so &lt;u&gt;WEIRD&lt;/u&gt;! All were so scatter. Oh man. Whatever, bear with it for the 9 wks &amp;amp; i'll be goin' for the next stopover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's startin' tml. Tep for the very first day. Everything is gonna somehow change. I'll seldom see the entire class except for some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6212224967986407949?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6212224967986407949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6212224967986407949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6212224967986407949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6212224967986407949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_13.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwentyone_521---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/SAG9jR35XhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xQEj_GdT010/s72-c/COLLAGE1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1718120481722925831</id><published>2008-04-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:15:42.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwenty_520---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;What A Wonderful World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom, for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue, and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces, of people going by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands, sayin' "how do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;They're really sayin' "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more, than I'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The current playin' song is what my parents often played when i was a toddler. And i would sat there listenin'. Acty it was an advertisement with animals. That's all i could remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1718120481722925831?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1718120481722925831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1718120481722925831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1718120481722925831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1718120481722925831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_01.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwenty_520---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-5797738154273154236</id><published>2008-04-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:50:58.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundrednineteen_519---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So many ups &amp;amp; downs for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied leave &amp;amp; i decided to pack my stuff. I simply hate that. It wasnt the reason for being troublesome but somehow for one particular box. Box full with stuffs, with my ups &amp;amp; downs. And i've no idea how to deal with it. I don wanna throw it, neither do i bear to throw it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig msged me abt enen in the afternoon. Although it's been awhile since she msged me. I'm still worried abt enen. Gosh, just how is she right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, two-third of my class didnt receive any call frm TEP. I'm glad i didnt receive any call for today cause those are for shoppin' arcade stops. Some reasons for nt posted to shoppin' arcade, some happy, some sad. Let it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm a person who don show my feelings easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-5797738154273154236?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/5797738154273154236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=5797738154273154236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5797738154273154236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/5797738154273154236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundrednineteen_519---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1420576838655503382</id><published>2008-03-26T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:33:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeighteen_518---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Migraine has consider gone, i think so. Today was a damn busy day, esp in the afternoon. Calculatin' the CPF, bonus &amp;amp; payroll amt. Worse is, the dateline is before 5pm. Zzzz, so last minute! Whatever, i'm taking leave tml anw. Dental appt, i didnt take leave for nth. Lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, townhall meeting frm the CEO, Mr Oon. I could only rmb this after 45mins of the meeting. Quote frm Mr Oon, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's nt god's fault for nt makin' Bill Gate as ur Father, but it's ur fault for nt makin' him as ur Father-in-law.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Well, i understand what he means. Such a meaning sentence. Haha. U gt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, suppose to lunch with HR manager, Ivan &amp;amp; my dept. However, CEO &amp;amp; the other managers joined in. Zzzz~ Went to lunched at the Jurong Stadium restaurant. Topid sittin' arrangement, cause i was sittin' next to Mr Oon. The food was gd &amp;amp; a total of 10 dishes, i was full when they served the 7th dish. A 35mins lunch break ended up to be more than 2hrs. Haha. I'm lovin' it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. If one day, i give up, blame no one. It's me, who cant continue walkin' &amp;amp; wanted to let it go, gain the freedom i long wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1420576838655503382?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1420576838655503382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1420576838655503382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1420576838655503382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1420576838655503382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_26.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeighteen_518---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3184444017413287482</id><published>2008-03-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:21:18.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredseventeen_517---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Work was definitely alright. They gave me a room, lappy, &amp;amp; i can do whatever i like while workin'. Listenin' to music &amp;amp; even online, cool huh! But things are gettin' more &amp;amp; more for me to do. Mon, there's meetin' frm CEO. Tue, Ivan wanna treat the dept. Lol. And tue will be Ezra's last day. Sadded~ Met up with da jie &amp;amp; er jie today for lunch. It's been quite a while but still nt that long compared to maybe jinling? Haha. I miss the rest too. Hopefully, we can meet up real soon one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week wasnt that great afterall. Tryin' hard to calm myself down every moment. Thanks for those who stand by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig, i realise all this while you're always with me. Givin' me support, encouragement, &amp;amp; even confidence when i'm down, i'm strugglin', i'm muggin', just whenever i need someone. Thanks pig! I may just collaspe if you're nt by my side. My dear friend, pig, you make a big difference in my life. THANKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Topid! I cant believe myself. I acty believe what you said. Love econ! And look at it nw, i doubt myself, my ability whether i've tried my best or whether i don have talent in econ. Sigh. Those words you said dont happen on me... Ly, econ SUX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-3184444017413287482?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3184444017413287482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3184444017413287482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3184444017413287482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3184444017413287482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_22.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredseventeen_517---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-4172259460920128644</id><published>2008-03-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:53:00.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredsixteen_516---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sun met up with pig for 'honeymoon'. This time the the distination is NUS open hse. Well, we're somehow LOST in the beginning &amp;amp; i decided to call the 'help line'. Pig marked my history for callin' her up. Zzzz~ First to FASS talk. Conclusion, i'll nv take up anw degree in FASS. I know nuts abt Arts &amp;amp; Social science. Next, we acty planned to go for business talk, but ended up in Hall 5 for those stores &amp;amp; i bought 2 tops. Since we've the time, we headed to the booths. LOL. Topid pig, still wanna go to the engineering booth to look for her. -.- Attended the medicine talk. I could see pig is really interested in medicine. Hopefully, she's able to do it. Lucks for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been troubling with tons of stuff. Pray that things will go its way &amp;amp; more gd news on their way. Anw, received an email, Ms Tay will be movin' on in her career. Another gd lecturer is gone agn. Nvm, wish her lucks in her career!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Well, i believe when there's a will, there's a way! I always pray &amp;amp; hope, pls let it dream come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-4172259460920128644?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/4172259460920128644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=4172259460920128644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4172259460920128644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/4172259460920128644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_17.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredsixteen_516---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2605393660986671119</id><published>2008-03-16T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:01:32.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfifteen_515---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I feel real bad &amp;amp; guilty. I don know what to do acty but i really wanna pursue my dream. What shd i do? I'm so lost &amp;amp; i gt so much to tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crying deep down my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2605393660986671119?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2605393660986671119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2605393660986671119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2605393660986671119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2605393660986671119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_16.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfifteen_515---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1359611385523624684</id><published>2008-03-15T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:58:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredfourteen_514---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Met up with the gals ytd. Had pizzahut for dinner. It's been quite awhile for us to gather. Well, but cp couldnt meet us up. Well, better luck next time. We chatted alot, catch up alot. And somehow i realised time passes very fast, REAL fast! Just how much i miss Christine &amp;amp; dor dor. Of course, i miss siying, but i met her nt long ago. Haha~ Hopefully, we can meet up before the sem starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad i found out? I didnt know Li Kheng &amp;amp; Siew Ngoo were my seniors. They were both once from JSS. That's like so coincidence. Wad's more, Li Kheng was also frm basketball team. Wow~ There're seniors everywhere. Lol. Things here are fine. Colleagues are real nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sora2JIAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/aIE4xjDLqoI/s1600-h/nintendo-ds-lite1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177776922998415362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sora2JIAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/aIE4xjDLqoI/s320/nintendo-ds-lite1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is what i want, upon meetin' my requirement. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr4a2JIBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZY1A-PTHtdM/s1600-h/dBqL5H5LVRS3KzYMYX3OuG4QOlKFOeAJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177780444871598098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr4a2JIBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZY1A-PTHtdM/s320/dBqL5H5LVRS3KzYMYX3OuG4QOlKFOeAJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6a2JIEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-kuIqB8aEEY/s1600-h/77lRtai3gjUZsqYbWt1-8C9HLvcRM2H9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177780479231336514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6a2JIEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-kuIqB8aEEY/s320/77lRtai3gjUZsqYbWt1-8C9HLvcRM2H9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr5K2JICI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z20NDQny2ec/s1600-h/OFbKP4_EfDnK2Hj0tO461Cqf9iorMyWz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177780457756500002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr5K2JICI/AAAAAAAAAj8/z20NDQny2ec/s320/OFbKP4_EfDnK2Hj0tO461Cqf9iorMyWz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6a2JIDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/JkBnUxrWoJI/s1600-h/tZ71ufq-UhoN9DDMx7SPkzbUfTfOd7fL.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177780479231336498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6a2JIDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/JkBnUxrWoJI/s320/tZ71ufq-UhoN9DDMx7SPkzbUfTfOd7fL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6q2JIFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Hz25R8kL94U/s1600-h/DBcm2fS_JeSJSf-J5bfh9lqBv4oIj042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177780483526303826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sr6q2JIFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Hz25R8kL94U/s320/DBcm2fS_JeSJSf-J5bfh9lqBv4oIj042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;With those games included too! Yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training ltr, ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1359611385523624684?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1359611385523624684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1359611385523624684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1359611385523624684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1359611385523624684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_15.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredfourteen_514---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aTDtBQSmxog/R9sora2JIAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/aIE4xjDLqoI/s72-c/nintendo-ds-lite1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-2757497378553493943</id><published>2008-03-14T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:27:50.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredthirteen_513---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, it's fri. I've done all my things &amp;amp; slackin' nw. I gt so much to tell but i'm goin' hm soon. Nope, or rather i goin' out to meet Christine, dor dor &amp;amp; siying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S I've a gd HR manager acty =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-2757497378553493943?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/2757497378553493943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=2757497378553493943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2757497378553493943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/2757497378553493943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_14.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredthirteen_513---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-1244645898813893362</id><published>2008-03-12T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:15:56.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredtwelve_512---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Cursed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm cursed with loving you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It hurts cause you'll never know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was put here to hopelessly love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you ain't thinkin of me that's the torture I go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's been a long long time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I'm still trying to get you outof my head, of my heart, of my whole damn soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This love is still lingering it's getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But it ain't dying it's not even trying&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just bury it at the bottom hooing you might find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are my love where my first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And now this love is just a curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know why I even called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thinking our time has come again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause the first time wasn't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No we where too young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was too serious, you wanted to have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And now I look at us and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How good it could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If we could only get past the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That the love we had is there if we try it could last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be always loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll be always loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No mater what or where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll always care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus x4] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the current i'm playin'. "Vivian Green - Cursed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-1244645898813893362?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/1244645898813893362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=1244645898813893362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1244645898813893362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/1244645898813893362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_9076.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredtwelve_512---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-3076662750031444258</id><published>2008-03-12T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:20:30.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredeleven_511---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlRuC-eVmu4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VlRuC-eVmu4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I come across this trailer. This movie, Superhero, is damn funny. I gonna watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've been rottin' &amp;amp; somehow like wastin' my time. Luckily the com is on, if nt i gonna really waste alot. I've so much research to do nowadays. Eeeew~ I cant wait for weekends man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh ya, i didnt update on my work recently. The colleagues here are great &amp;amp; friendly to me. Ppl frm finance, HR, marketing, &amp;amp; even those executives are so nice to me. Haha! Lol. But there's one place i still preferred most.&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/7924592-3076662750031444258?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/3076662750031444258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=3076662750031444258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3076662750031444258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/3076662750031444258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_12.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredeleven_511---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924592.post-6237376716950060775</id><published>2008-03-08T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:16:02.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*&lt;---fivehundredten_510---&gt;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Alright, i tot i'm able to work for IT fair. However, wed, agent called &amp;amp; told me that's a job for me startin' the nex day. I was kinda shocked &amp;amp; surprised. How lucky can i be. Headed down to sign contract &amp;amp; that's it. Jie ling was a funny one acty. She suddenly don wanna work for it, as she said she wasnt really understand lappy products. &amp;amp; so, the both of us, were replace by mj &amp;amp; ah mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was superb slack! Acty i gt nth much to do. And some topid weird schedule i have. One wk of recept job, 3 wks of HR asst job. I don give it a damn, as long as i'm able to feed my bank account, that'll do. Second day was superb slack too, slack until i'm able to flip thru newspapers to lookout for job for jie ling. Too bad she was slightly late, if nt she would have got that job. I guess mon i gonna continue to flip thru newspapers agn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmx, wonderin' how's their sales for the four of them. Hope they make more deals =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got the urge of takin' part-time jobs for the sake of myself. I find it rather hard to save money. Monthly expenses may seems alot but still, somehow cant save much. Findin' jobs durin' vacation is a tough issue too. Of course, it's nt that my parents cant support me to Uni. But the prob is i doubt i'm worth for them to send me to Uni. That's why i think is rather gd to rely on myself. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我不是想飞，而是想打开我的天空。我想看看我的势力，能为我自己开创什么样的未来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924592-6237376716950060775?l=yv0nne10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/feeds/6237376716950060775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924592&amp;postID=6237376716950060775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6237376716950060775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924592/posts/default/6237376716950060775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yv0nne10.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_08.html' title='*&lt;---fivehundredten_510---&gt;*'/><author><name>da-zhu-10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982636413755730675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
