<?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-25603753</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:39:21.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: My Secret Wish ::</title><subtitle type='html'>thoughts, memories and feelings captured in the day.. sometimes you just wish that you can press the "STOP" button and "REPLAY" all those wonderful memories over and over again.. but life i never perfect.. and thats why "SECRETS" and "WISHES" come about.. 

::My Secret Wish:: the life of a girl in the new century world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-929141258734773866</id><published>2008-06-12T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:34:47.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is unfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Life is unfair, unpredictable and fragile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have tonnes of work that needs to be completed but i have totally no mood to do it.. haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just received news today that one of my poly mates passed away while having training in Brunei.. He passed away due to heat exhaustion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i heard the news i was like dam freaking shocked.. its like, "that cannot be.. he's only 21 this year.. he couldn't have passed away".. but sadly, it has been confirmed that it was he who passed away yesterday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its not only sad to have died at such a young age but to die in a foreign land w/o your love ones around you.. moreover, he was having training and i believe he could not contact his gf the last few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gf.. i feel really sorry for her.. not being there.. not able to do anything.. the helpless feeling is torturous.. when i saw his friendster and saw friends leaving him comments, i really started tearing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;although i wasn't close to him, he was still after all a poly mate and from my encounters with him, he was a gentleman... very nice guy who was always smiling and happy-go-lucky.. but its like, even though i din know him well, its....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i broke down when dear called me just now.. i kept thinking, 'what if it happened to me instead".. i really dun know what will i do.. i really dun know.. i so want to hug him and feel his presence.. i wanted so badly to see him to know that he is ok.. i suddenly felt so scared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiz.. life is so unpredictable, so fragile, so unfair.. he had a promising future ahead of him.. and yet, he had to go at such a young age...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clifton, although we dun really know each other, the impression that u left on me was that u are one great guy.. I'm so sorry that you have to leave this world so soon.. i send my heartfelt condolences to your family, your gf and friends.. i hope that where ever u are now, u are at peace.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;school sucks, works sucks, life sucks.. i'm so desperately trying to find a glimmer of light somewhere.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-929141258734773866?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/929141258734773866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=929141258734773866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/929141258734773866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/929141258734773866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#929141258734773866' title='Life is unfair'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-1240085769059140322</id><published>2008-05-30T13:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:09:03.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off with the big ferris wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why in the world would freaking tourists wan memberhip for??? is not as if they will be staying here for long.. nor i doubt they will be coming here every single month... WTF!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm getting quite sick of working at this ferris wheel... oops.. its actually the GIANT OBSERVATION WHEEL... WHATEVER!!! feeling dam freaking pissed off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pissed off with work.. pissed off with school.. pissed of with friends.. pissed off with life... i'm just freaking PISSED!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-1240085769059140322?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/1240085769059140322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=1240085769059140322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1240085769059140322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1240085769059140322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1240085769059140322' title='Pissed off with the big ferris wheel'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6480276193552546606</id><published>2008-05-12T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:01:10.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;feeling down.. just feel like crying... i cant call him.. i dun wan to add on to his burden.. feel so alone... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6480276193552546606?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6480276193552546606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6480276193552546606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6480276193552546606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6480276193552546606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6480276193552546606' title='down'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-4112751167162404641</id><published>2008-05-07T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:39:24.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Best working day ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm actually working right now.. taking the hot middle seat at promenade.. yet, amazingly i am still able to blog.. hahaha.. actually i spent the whole morning  online window shopping, looking through friendster and other many "illegal" activities... lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i'm not alone.. on my left is evelyn and on my right is huda.. both playing online game and competing with each other.. hahaha... shiok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i am bored now which is why i am blogging these "illegal" activities.. wakaka... furthermore to add on to the thrill and excitment, there are two supervisors on duty now.. and the best part, one of them is actually Jamie.. lol.. SHIOK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;School started this week with my first lesson yesterday.. unfortunately will be taking "Tourism managment" which is some what similar to that of "sustainable tourism".. Pengz... talking about ST, my results for the previous trimester has not been released which makes things even more frustrating.. imagine you dun even know whether u have passed the previous modules which are required for the next few modules and yet you have to take those modules... SIANZ!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;moreover, we combined with BCOM2 and i only have one word to describe them ROWDY!!! they are super noisy and irritating.. within one lesson, 1 guy managed to pissed me off.. idiot.. imagine, i have to spent 3 months with them and i just started the trimester.. HAIZ!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, dear also started his class yesterday.. the bugger school, din inform him that the class location had change and my poor dear went to school confused.. stupid school.. anyway, he managed to get to class in one piece.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well well, its 230pm now.. yipee.. that means afternoon shift people are being brief and will be here shortly.. time to count my money and prepare to leave... YIPEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how i wish every working day is like today.. life will be SOOOOOOOOOOOO Good!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-4112751167162404641?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/4112751167162404641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=4112751167162404641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4112751167162404641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4112751167162404641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then maybe they wun get hurt so often..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if only girls dun plan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just go with the flow like guys, then maybe they wun feel disappointed when things turn out differently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if only girls dun dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we wun have expectations and get hurt when they dun come true..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if only girls dun complain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then guys wun have to hear the constant nagging and complaints..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if only girls dun compare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we wun feel insecure and feel more confident about ourselves..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every time arguments surface, my heart breaks into two, my tears flow uncontrollably and i loose my mood to do anything.. i start thinking why did things end up this way, do i really love u, because if i did i wouldn't be arguing with u in the first place.. i start wondering whether I'm a good gf, whether is it all my fault that things turn out this way.. over the phone i can blame u, but once the conversation is over i blame myself.. my confidence level drops, my insecurities surface, i feel lost and emotional... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it sucks to argue.. especially when its over small little things.. like whether or not i should go find u.. u made me feel like i couldn't be bothered about my own studies.. that everything is just a game for me.. if that's the case i wouldn't feel agitated when i got back my results for my field report.. i wouldn't slog through the nights after work just to complete an assignment.. so how can u say that my studies are not important.. that really hurt.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not that i dun know how to prioritise.. i do.. i woke up early in the morning to finish my studies hoping that in the evening i could go take care of u.. hoping that i could enjoy a happy meal of botak jones fish and chips.. i was hoping that i could lay on the bed next to u and watch u play ur WOW while i watch tv and go through my notes.. i was intending of reading my notes on the train to get all the points memorise.. so why couldn't u let me go as plan..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want u to appreciate that no matter what i do i have u in mind.. i study so hard to ensure that i can land a good job and earn money for our future.. i work and study to earn the extra pocket money so that u dun have to pay on every date... i plan my work schedule in a way to ensure that u are able to go raid and also that i have time to study and spend time with u.. every time i go shopping i wish to buy something for u.. i dun even mind if  i dun get anything for myself.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u might say that studying hard and everything is for my own benefit, its for my own future.. but i already have included u in my future, so how can i plan it without u in mind.. i tried.. i tried planning things not caring about u, not giving a dam.. but in the end it just feels so wrong.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything i do i do it with u in mind.. when my parents ask me out for movies i ask them whether i can bring u along cos i know u want to watch them too.. when its a family dinner, i ask them whether i can ask u to join us so that u can feel part of the family.. even the upcoming holiday i made sure that my dad bought tickets for us to join them on a later date.. i know u haven been overseas for a long time so i wanted to make sure that u could take the chance to have a full-expense paid trip with me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so y do i feel so crappy.. why do i feel that no matter what i do i can never make u happy.. why? is it really me or is it the relationship?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-7608215936250170989?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7608215936250170989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7608215936250170989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7608215936250170989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7608215936250170989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7608215936250170989' title='if only'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5180062928510275681</id><published>2008-04-14T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:33:16.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a shortage of $8 bucks which i had to forked out on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an excess of $40 plus bucks on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by logic, i should be able to keep the excess money right? wakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, DREAM ON KIMBERLY... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, it was hectic on Sunday... even though i was at carpark ticketing booth, which is actually known as "hell" since its not in the main building and on weekdays its like super quiet, IT WAS SUPER BUSY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;din get to sit down till about 8 plus that day.. dam crowded.. and sadly, i was the IC for that day... phengs.. i'm just glad that they din throw me at promenade.. heard the queeue went all the way till the other side.. wakaka.. poor steffi... hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i should be thankful that my partners for that day was Wei Zhong and Alicia, and not forgetting Diana who was on mid-shift.. if it were some other certain people i think i could have just killed myself man... seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sadly, i stayed till close to midnight as there were many problems that need to be settled.. not only mine but my other colleagues as well.. luckily i managed to catch the last train home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, lesson learnt, DUN BE A KIND SOUL AND HELP OUT ON SUNDAY!!! wakaka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ur chest is surprisingly very comfortable to sleep on &gt;.&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5180062928510275681?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5180062928510275681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5180062928510275681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5180062928510275681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5180062928510275681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5180062928510275681' title='Update'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5458162141420398944</id><published>2008-04-13T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:12:18.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finally manage to get the songs that i was looking for.. but darn it, i can't seem to upload it on my blog.. stupid imeem... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anway, will onluy upload the title and stuff after i manage to upload the music onto my blog site... hahaha.. shall keep it a surprise.. cos the music doesn't seem my type of music.. lol.. surprises, surprises... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its 0100 hrs and i'm not yet asleep... and I HAVE WORK TML!!! kinda regretting of promising them that i'll work in PM shift.. expecially after what i went through today at Promenade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seriously, i never ever worked at promenade on a weekend before.. i am well known as the Last minute queen, which certainly suits my personalily (lol), as i was place there for like consecutively 1 month every saturday.. pengs.. then after that i moved to car park ticketing booth which is in a world of its own... sianz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally, i manage to secure a place in promenade.. lol.. and i took the grand sit.. the middle of the lot.. lol.. anyways, to cut long story short, i had a shortage of $165 BUCKS... DAM... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at that point in time i tot my heart would stop sia.. thats like 1 week of my pay thrown out of the window la... first time see such a figure man.. pengz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;luckily manage to find out that it was system error.. all thanks to the fickle minded taxi drivers... but shall leave that for another entry.. it shall be titled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The ugly side of Singaporeans"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wakaka... seriously, the service line really lets u see the ugly side of people man.. especially when u encounter both tourists and Singaporeans, u will find that Singaporeans are like c***... dam saddening la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, back to the topic.. in the end it was a shortage of $8.90 and couldn't think of why would there be such an amount.. in the end i just forked out the money as my brain was like already dead.. sleeping at 1am and waking up at 520am.. confirm brain dead.. plus, my sales was like $5,000 plus la.. can u imagine the stress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i've been forewarn by Jamie that Sunday will be much much worse.. GOD... and unfortunately, i'm IC at carpark.. haiz.. i tot carpark would be dam boring but according to my colleagues, last Sunday the queeue went all the way to the other side.. pengz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good luck to Kimberly... i think she will need all the help she can get.. haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can i just continue sleeping in ur arms..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-5458162141420398944?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5458162141420398944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5458162141420398944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5458162141420398944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5458162141420398944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5458162141420398944' title='work'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6486472112107076354</id><published>2008-04-09T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:16:14.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Work &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just came back from work not long ago... today was stuck at the busiest place again and was the last one to close once again.. if it was Jamie, i wouldn't mind closing later cos if we close early, she would make us sign out early as well, meaning that we would get a pay cut.. but today was Joe, whom doesn't really bother about all these stuff... so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, this entry is mainly for Steffi cos its too long to type into her tag board... basically will be working on Sat and Sun... Saturday doing morning shift from 0730 to 1600 hrs and Sunday from 1400 to 2230 hrs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;basically, it seems that the supervisors and manager have high regards for me (dun know whether is that a good thing or bad thing) and so they requested that i work on Sunday as last week they had loads of problems as it was super pack.. so.... as they only requested for me, boh bian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so Steffi darling, by hook or by crook, even if i have to beg, steal or borrow, i will meet u on Sunday and i will be having dinner break with u... even how much Jamie wants to change my break schedule, I &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; have dinner with u on Sunday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiz, it seems like even though we work the same place and do have similar working days, we never get a chance to meet or even talk.. haiz... miss that time when it was me and Steffi at the promenade with Hafiza... best working day of my life.. ok ok... one of the best.. the other was working with Evelyn and Vanny, also at Promenade... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this Saturday will be working also at promenade and it will be me, Vanny and Ina... yipee.. cant wait.. hopefully the supervisor wun change the roster at the last minute... pray hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so Steffi oh.. i will be seeing u on Sunday ya.. hugs.. love ya loads.. cant wait to see u babe... muack =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will become optimistic, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because even though the dream seems further away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still my dream,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I want to make it a reality..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jia you Kimberly Lim Xiang Zhen, Ganbatte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-6486472112107076354?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6486472112107076354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6486472112107076354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6486472112107076354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6486472112107076354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6486472112107076354' title='work'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-3866293190677394814</id><published>2008-04-09T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:59:28.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprisingly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Surprisingly....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even though my life kinda s***s at the current moment, my results are not affected.... haha... got most of my results, course grades back, with a few exceptions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law test 1 - 9/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law test 2 - 14/15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sustainable tourism presentation- 8/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sustainable tourism individual assignment - distinction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Services marketing - 11.5/15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;considering that i din really study or prepare for my assignments, i am quite happy, or rather, i am dam happy about my results... lol... i tot starting work and everything would cause my grades to suffer, but apparently the opposite happen.. wakaka... happy happy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i guess in my dull, dark and gloomy life, i still have a glimmer of sunshine in it.. and surprisingly.... its my results =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will ANYONE celebrate with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it time to take a "leave of absence"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-3866293190677394814?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/3866293190677394814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=3866293190677394814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3866293190677394814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3866293190677394814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3866293190677394814' title='surprisingly...'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-201035041552292787</id><published>2008-04-08T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:45:57.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;is there hope?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;u were never my ideal bf... i wanted a guy who love sports, who love the great outdoors... who would play basketball with me... someone who was tall, whom i could lie on the chest... like any other girl, i wanted someone who was filthy rich.. who drove a car and could bring me to loads of places... someone dark who spoke English and who could understand my feelings, my emotions... someone who would be there for me no matter what.. who would never get sianz of meeting me, talking over the phone for hours and hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but then u showed up... the first time i met u, it was love at first sight... no matter how much u did not fit into any of the categories, i still wanted to be with u no matter what... and when i finally asked and u said yes, i was dam happy... no matter how many other guys chased me, i only had eyes for u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then all the problems came about... all the tears, the arguments... we even broke up... yet no matter what, i still told myself that we will be back together... that no matter what i wanted to be there for u till the end.. while u hurt, i was also hurting... finally, we got back together again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;u were still no my ideal one.. still is NS, u could not meet me when as when i wanted... u were only earning a meager sum.. u din drive.. u love comics and u love computer.. u were never the outdoor type.. yet no matter what i still love u.. i still wanted to be with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love u so much, to the extent that i wanted to be ur wife... i couldn't wait to marry u, to have ur kids, to have a dog, to have a house... i wanted it all with u.. i went around telling people about my plans to be u... every time i told people, i felt so happy, so excited, that in a few years time i could finally settle down with u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so why do we still argue... why... why does my heart still ache.. why do the tears keep falling... why does the dream of being with u till death do us part seem so far away.. why... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why cant we just stay like in the past.. the walks on the beach.. watching the sunsets... eating scrumptious buffets.. going place to place looking for good food... why cant we just continue to cycle for 2 hours, sit on the bench and look out to sea.. why cant we continue to go kbox and sing to our heart contents, u trying to find ur voice and u laughing at my horrible Chinese.. why cant we continue to tickle each other and laugh like crazy people... why cant we continue to go swim, get dark and soon become white all over again... why cant we just lay in each other arms and continue to dream about being together... why cant we just go see dogs and go goo goo ga ga and keep hoping that ur mum will change her mind.. go look for cute stuff, big to small, all the different soft toys that i love and adore... taking photos that make people gag, with many funny faces... why cant we just go for movies, sit in the cinema, remove the hand rest and just share a popcorn combo and a nachos combo... sitting on the bus just laying in each others arm, or just playing DS lite or psp... taking the crazy long ride of 65 from harbour front to tampines, and when we reach little India, we wonder where all the people come from and looking at the people walking on the roads... looking at games, u keep contemplating on whether u should buy... asking me, bian zui-ing and when finally u buy u are like a small boy on Christmas day...then u will try to buy something for me to feel less guilty of splurging on urself.. me trying on clothes and u keep on picking the expensive ones.. watching fireworks on new years eve, making cakes for u on special occasions... u wanting to buy bah kua, me wanting to buy my camera or ipod touch... u coming to my house and hugging marco, the day we went to make Faith,miss the time when u hug me when my family had problems, and told me that no matter what that u will always be there for me.. u calling me in the middle of the night when ur mum din come home and u got worried... the time when u first intro me to all ur relatives and me introducing u to mine... the day we went Science centre together for the first time, after which we went to sit the luge and in the end u had to send me home by taxi because i was dehydrated... painting my house till the wee hours of the night and then walking to 7'll to buy cup noodles.. the first time we went clubbing together where i lied to my parents that i was at a school function... and best of all, my company chalet, where it was the first time i got to feel how was it like being married to u... the feeling that u were the only guy right for me and how i wanted to spend my whole life with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so many unforgettable memories.. so many happy moments... how i wish i could just keep thinking about those happy days, happy hours, happy minutes and not think about all the negative stuff.. how i wish i was not so sensitive, that i could just understand ur feelings and place myself in ur shoes... i wish i could forgive u and not bring up the past.. i wish i could not mention the ugly words... i wish i could just let it be when u say u dun wan to meet me.. i wish i dun feel jealous every time a girl calls.. i wish i din keep quiet when I'm feeling down..i wish even more that i dun feel unhappy for no apparent reason, then u wun get irritated and unhappy with me... i wish that we wun have to argue, especially about small little things.. so that the snowball will just remain a tiny flake and nothing else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sorry.. I'm sorry that I'm not like tt... I'm sorry that I'm not the perfect girl.. I'm sorry that I'm so pessimistic... I'm sorry that i make u tired and angry.. I'm sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just want u to know that even how far u are from being my ideal bf, i never regretted being with u.. i never regretted loving u... i never stop dreaming that i could be ur wife... i dun know why i love u but i do.. i love u so so much.. maybe that's why we are both hurting so much too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;should i let go.. what should i do.. what can i do to make things right.. what can i do to stop all the arguments... what can i do to stop hurting and stop hurting u.. what can i do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if there were such a things as genies and i could only get one wish, i wun wish for riches and gold, i wun wish to be pretty or successful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i will just wish that for this lifetime, both of us can remain happy always.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;remember i ask u whether u would wan to meet me again after how many thousand of years and u then ask me, i answered that i dun know... but now... now as i think of all the memories, of all that i learn, that i have experience just being with u, my answer is that in thousand of years time, if there is a chance, i hope i could see u once again... and when i do, i hope that i can be a better gf than what i am now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;is there still hope for us... is there still hope for a future.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God, help us though... pls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just No Other Way (To Love Me) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we are Alone again In your arms again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it keeps on getting better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I don't mean to read your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz when I look in your eyes I can almost see forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But before you go too far Before I fall too fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby you should know I need love that's gonna last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gotta promise to be here Through the laughter and the tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me know that you're my everyday and everynight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:Cuz there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my heart-take my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby never let me go No-there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the way it should be If you're gonna fall in love with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 2:Let me show you how much I care And baby I swear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be right there when you need me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I gotta know that you'll always be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you're gonna see this rule&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And give your heart completely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna feel it when we kiss Believe it when we touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby don't just say you love me Cuz words are not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna see it in your eyes Believe it deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta know you'll be here Everyday everynight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my heart-take my soul Baby never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No-there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're gonna fall in love with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bridge:I will never ask for more than a gift to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Gonna give my everything)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give my everything But I gotta know that your heart is true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday everynight For the rest of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my heart-take my soul Baby never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No-there's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the way it should be If you're gonna fall in love with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just no other way to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the first song u sang to me.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can u keep singing this song to me.. pls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-201035041552292787?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/201035041552292787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=201035041552292787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/201035041552292787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/201035041552292787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#201035041552292787' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6584807346550244122</id><published>2008-04-07T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:44:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M DYING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAN SOMEONE SAVE ME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tears keep falling.. my heart keeps aching.. but if u ask me why, i've  got no reason to give u... can u accept that as a reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6584807346550244122?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6584807346550244122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6584807346550244122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6584807346550244122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6584807346550244122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6584807346550244122' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-1534339805993760804</id><published>2008-03-01T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:00:15.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, i haven't been blogging yet again... seems like all my blogging mood left me ages ago, leaving me with an untouched, boring and unvisited blog... sobs... oh well, this was mainly a place for me to vent anger and frustrations, record all the memories (both good and bad) and allow certain close friends of mine to have a closer glimps at what xiang zhen is all about... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so since the blogging bug has strike me once again (though dun read too much into it or expect too much out if it as i doubt it will be long-lasting *lols), i shall take this opportunity to record some of the random things that are at the top of my head... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. start of a new job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;the lack of blogging can be slightly justified by the fact that i started working at Singapore Flyer (&lt;a href="http://www.singaporeflyer.com/"&gt;www.singaporeflyer.com&lt;/a&gt;).. its the equivalent to the London Eye... at the moment, it is the highest observation wheel in the world standing at about 42 storey high.. each ride is S$29.50 and it takes 37 minutes to be precise.. hahaha... all these information is at the tip of my fingertips after having to explain to countless of guests and friends who are interested to take the ride.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i haven't personally took it yet as i have been busy working and found no opportunity to take thhe ride, but according to my colleague, the sceenary is very nice... day time is for more scenic pleasure while night time is more of a romantic mood.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, between classes, work and bf, i haven have much time for anything else.. so geraldine, prepare to see fat pictures of me again... lol... anyway, the job compared to giving tuition is more taxing and longer hours but i guess the experience of being the pioneer batch will look good in my resume.. so, go for it xiang zhen &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;oh, and for the record, i'm a ticketing officer... lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sadly, whenever i decide to take a more taxing job, it seems that the modules i take become more taxing as well.. taking three modules this trimester..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;services marketing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tourism and hospitality law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sustainable tourism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;services marketing isn't as bad since samuel is once again taking the class, but the project is more tedious as compared to consumer behaviour.. for some reason, this trimester is all about journals.. for SM, i need to find 20 related articles to that of SM models.. and for ST, i also need more than 12 journals in order to get a good grade for each of my 3 assignments... haiz... ST is even worse than SM... the unit coordinator has such high expectations and is a real killer... she failed half the class of the previous batch of my course.. now they have to retain one trimester just to take that subject again... sianz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;dear god, i dun aim for a distinction, i just aim to PASS the freaking module.. please please please... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, thank god for law... the one subject that i seem to grasp most.. something about law makes me stay awake during class and eager to find out more... hmmm... maybe i should have gone to study law..before HTM, i always wanted to be a lawyer... lol.. maybe thats why i can understand the subject well.. oh well.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. 21st birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;in the month of March i have received at least 5 invitations so far for 21st birthday celebrations... haiz... i wonder why 21st bday is such a huge matter... i too am turning 21 this year yet i find no excitment to it.. hahaha.. probably its becos most of the parties are either organised by my friends parents or their bfs (hint hint to MY bf... lol) if its me, i doubt i'll have the interest to organise one.. lol.. lazy pig... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4. BF&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yes yes, i must include him somewhere in this entry or else i'll be meeting up with a bf full of vinegar.. lol.. nah, he's not as petty.. hee hee.. anyway, we celebrated our 3rd anniversary during Vday this yr.. for a 3rd yr celebration, it was a simple and uncomplicated celebration... on the day itself, we had candle light dinner at his home with the main chef of the night being MOI.. lol... not bad la my cooking.. we had pork chop, spaghetti, soup and even sparkling wine.. hee.. oh, and to top it off, my family's yummy strawberry cheesecake.. unfortunately, his mum ate half of it before we could even try it.. lol.. but well, at least it shows that his mum likes my cooking.. hee hee.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, 3 long years together.. many ups and downs and blah blah blah... lol... i realise the longer the relationship, the more u find that the words use to describe the relationship is all the same.. hahaha.. maybe its just us hor.. lol.. 3 years has made us to be not only lovers but best friends as well.. plus the fact that i started work makes us even closer and we find our phone conversations getting longer.. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;changes will definitely occur with me going to start work next yr, u starting sch soon and the high possibility of u changing work, but no matter how, no matter what, we'll try to go through each phrase together.. i'll hold on to ur promise of proposing to me in 3 yrs time (I wan a HUGE DIAMOND ring hor... lol) so "buddy buddy", lol, here's to many more long happy years together.. may we have more happy moments, more tickling sessions, less bickering, even lesser arguments and more gossips to share.. hee hee..  I love u... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so, i guess i have more or less covered the 3 aspects of my life.. to all my my dearest friends that i haven't contacted for some time, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I MISS YA LOADS!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and to all the 1987 babies..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY!!! We are all now legal adults.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;xoxoxox,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kimberly Lim Xiang Zhen =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-1534339805993760804?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/1534339805993760804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=1534339805993760804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1534339805993760804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1534339805993760804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1534339805993760804' title='Random things'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-2594933679386415107</id><published>2008-01-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:02:39.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Son&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got these photos from my elder brother... dam freaking cute... my darling la... so adorable.. must share must share.. lol... actually, he's my baby cousin... he visited me last month and God.. he grew up dam fast... the last time i saw him he was just a baby, not even a toddler... just a baby who couldn't walk, talk, eat and did everything in diaper.. lol.. now, i turn my head for a split second and up the staircase he goes.. super adorable.. (dear, dun jealous hor.. i know u like him too.. &gt;.&lt;) lol.. here's the pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEhk3hyzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3mTLsCEq8TM/s1600-h/_DSC7549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315398078253874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEhk3hyzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3mTLsCEq8TM/s400/_DSC7549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so young know how to bian zui.. confirm future heart breaker.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEiE3hy0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/b7eoTPV8YJ0/s1600-h/_DSC7550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315406668188482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEiE3hy0I/AAAAAAAAAVI/b7eoTPV8YJ0/s400/_DSC7550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEik3hy1I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PgD1M3bgvSo/s1600-h/_DSC7569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315415258123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEik3hy1I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PgD1M3bgvSo/s400/_DSC7569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;future Mozart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEi03hy2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/uhBWT8oUpjI/s1600-h/DSC00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315419553090402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEi03hy2I/AAAAAAAAAVY/uhBWT8oUpjI/s400/DSC00238.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEjE3hy3I/AAAAAAAAAVg/MM734WvWk-4/s1600-h/DSC00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158315423848057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEjE3hy3I/AAAAAAAAAVg/MM734WvWk-4/s400/DSC00239.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love him loads&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDBE3hyuI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Aa6AR5htK2w/s1600-h/_DSC7542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158313740220877538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDBE3hyuI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Aa6AR5htK2w/s400/_DSC7542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDBk3hyvI/AAAAAAAAAUg/APR0QeMX4t8/s1600-h/_DSC7543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158313748810812146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDBk3hyvI/AAAAAAAAAUg/APR0QeMX4t8/s400/_DSC7543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yo Yo Yo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDEE3hywI/AAAAAAAAAUo/w5bSi1U_Oxw/s1600-h/_DSC7546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158313791760485122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDEE3hywI/AAAAAAAAAUo/w5bSi1U_Oxw/s400/_DSC7546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tu Zi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDEU3hyxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/C4z_a1a5lm0/s1600-h/_DSC7547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158313796055452434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDEU3hyxI/AAAAAAAAAUw/C4z_a1a5lm0/s400/_DSC7547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shy.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDE03hyyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-1R_ivxYq18/s1600-h/_DSC7548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158313804645387042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YDE03hyyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-1R_ivxYq18/s400/_DSC7548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at all these pictures i only got one thing to say...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DEAR!!!! I WANT A BABY!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha... &gt;.&lt; Hope u like the pics... Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-2594933679386415107?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/2594933679386415107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=2594933679386415107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2594933679386415107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2594933679386415107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2594933679386415107' title='My Son'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R5YEhk3hyzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3mTLsCEq8TM/s72-c/_DSC7549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-7117160092353862758</id><published>2008-01-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:10:23.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shopping entry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha... dun worry.. its not blogging day... just one more quick entry for me to keep the new shopping websites that i found and was introduced.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for sexy undergarments, which are supposedly to be the latest trends from in Japan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vokefashion.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.vokefashion.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for nice contact lenses and other make up stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shop-crazy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.shop-crazy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for clothes and accessories from Thailand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chewychupa.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://www.chewychupa.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for clothes and stuff from Hong Kong and Taiwan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiralzglamour.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.spiralzglamour.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for nice clothing that are in-stock,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papergirlshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.papergirlshop.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for nice bags clothes that have both pre-order and in-stock,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.banana-house.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.banana-house.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for nice necklaces that are handmade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazyflea.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.crazyflea.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for cheap, cute undergarments (though not really sure still selling),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu-co.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lulu-co.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and just for the fun of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for manga (reading),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;http://www.onemanga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for manga (serials),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animecrazy.net/"&gt;http://www.animecrazy.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;another alternative of youtube (though sign up is needed),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/"&gt;http://www.crunchyroll.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for mobile reviews,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobile-review.com/"&gt;http://www.mobile-review.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and thats the end of the list of webbies i know.. i seldom download stuff and i usually kapo (take) from either my elder brother or dear, so in that department i can't be of any help... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if anyone knows any nice websites that sells clothes and bags, leave a taggy k? hee hee.. humans need to help one another de.. so we should share all the good stuff.. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cheers &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*Update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;found another webbie that sells nice accessories using Swarovski crystals.. its a bit more expensive but i believe it makes nice presents for special girlfriends... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beadsheaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.beadsheaven.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-7117160092353862758?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7117160092353862758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7117160092353862758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7117160092353862758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7117160092353862758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7117160092353862758' title='shopping entry'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-3090675946855103218</id><published>2008-01-09T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:31:32.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination strikes yet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Procrastination strikes yet again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yes yes... i am supposed to be uploading long overdue pictures and blogging about long overdue events... but somehow or another i dun seem to have the time to do so... or if i do have the time, such as now, i dun have the mood to do so... haiz... so so sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, been pretty busy lately.. my house i having some renovations... we spent a few weekends painting almost the whole house, getting new furniture, tearing down old furniture and clearing unwanted stuff... take it that we are doing spring cleaning... an early one... lol... my dad also suddenly decided to change the carpeted staircase to parquet instead... the guys just came today to do it and so the whole house is so dirty and dusty.. yucks... they will complete it tml though.. can't wait to see it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one weird thing i found out that it is apparently harder to do staircase then to do the flooring... just out of curiosity and hopefully for future reference, my dad asked how much it would cost to parquet the whole house... both upstairs and downstairs... the person said it was S$2,000 ++... dam cheap lo... my staircase only has 15 steps and 1 landing and it already costs S$1,000+... i told my dad i rather parquet the entire house then the staircase la.. lol... anyway, he said that he may decide to do so but not now... we spent a bomb on paints and furniture... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we ripped out the tv console and bought a new one.. dear dear has been a great help this past month.. he's been over at my place helping to paint and move stuff... my parents are so happy with him la.. hahaha... seems like he scored more points then ever.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my room is now a nice deep blue rather then the light blue that it once was... wanted to paint it a light pink but my sister fobade me to... hahaha... i was like that at her age too i guess... now when i like my room to be nice and girly, my sister is in the stage where pink is disgusting... lol.. anyway, i won in some sense as i got to paint my cupboards with pink and white stripes... hahaha.. it looks like a carnival and makes a great backdrop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;actually, come to think of it.. all the renovations started with my cupboards or rather, what my grandmother said about them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my partenal grandmother came for a visit last month and slept in my room.. she commented about how the cupboards were still so unsightly with the wood coming out and stuff.. so i passed the comment on to my parents.. to my amazement, my mum just ripped off the outer layer of wood and decided that we should paint a nice new fresh coat of paint over... it then led to painting my entire room blue, the staircase area purple, the dining room pink and the living room green.. not forgetting my brothers' room which is now half grey and half dark purple... go figure.. lol... the house looks like a rainbow man.. with the addition of my parents room being yellow.. madness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me, my bro and dear was out one night getting food from 7 11... on the way back, we could see my house and we were like.. "who's house is that man".. hahaha... it look totally different from outside cos all the colours were changed.. haha...but well, i like the new colours... the dinning room looks for elegant and the living room is more cheery.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;new furniture, other than the new tv console, includes a display case which was actually a CD storage cupboard and new shelves where all our liquor collection is proundly standing on... to cut the long story short, if u have been to my place before, be prepared cos it looks totally different now... lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we are still in the midst of renovating so hopefully when all is done and my brother has his expensive camera again, pictures can be nicely taken... of course, he must also transfer those photos to me and i need to post them up.. hahaha.. so dun hope for anything ba.. thats the best.. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on another note, i got my new phone that i wanted... decided to upgrade to a PDA phone and went to get HTC Touch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153479702989621970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R4TWfE3hytI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1L01-hgWYrE/s400/pic09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;picture is included cos all i needed was to search for one.. lol.. nice and sleek right.. lol.. it has wi-fi which is good for me to surf for stuff on the net.. plus it comes with micrsoft word, excel and powerpoint and not forgetting windows messenger.. hahaha.. a student's dream.. lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;still need some getting use to though since its all touch scree... but still, love my new phone esp since this is the first phone i paid using my own savings... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;went with my mum to get the phone as well as to transfer the line over to my name.. while waiting, i mentioned how i was now "all grown up" as the line would be mine and i was paying on my own.. hahaha.. my mum, like all parents, had the sad look on her face knowing that i'll be 21 which means more freedom..  hahaha... well, everyone will grow up, just the matter of time.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so with my new acer laptop, my new pda phone and my new DS lite (present from dear), i can almost be called a "gadget girl"... lol... all i am missing is my very onw digital camera which shall be next on my list... seriously need one since my phone camera is quite lousy.. anyway, shall save up for it =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, school is starting next tues so this week i'm busy going out with friends before everyone gets busy with life... quite a bad time though since i'm now broke.. =( but still had loads of fun.. caught up with TCC on monday, joreen on tuesday and just met lili awhile ago.. =) waiting for sham to confirm the dinner date with him, his wife, me and steph... hopefully the lazy bugger will get back soon... he always plans things last minute... agrhhh... but can't complain la.. he always bring us to great places for meals and pay for us.. lol.. after which he usually brings us to some place for drinks which he also pays... hahaha... what to do.. rich pilot... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ok.. my entry shall end here.. just wanted to record some stuff down... sorry that i keep procrastinating the other entries... I'll try to post them soon yar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;cheers to all.. have a great 2008!!! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-3090675946855103218?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/3090675946855103218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=3090675946855103218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3090675946855103218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3090675946855103218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3090675946855103218' title='Procrastination strikes yet again'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R4TWfE3hytI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1L01-hgWYrE/s72-c/pic09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-3610196387510532059</id><published>2008-01-07T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T02:56:27.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yippie...</title><content type='html'>yipee.. using my new PDA phone to post this entry... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought HTC Touch in white... my first PDA phone so need some getting use to... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, goinq to head to dreamland.. just testing to see wheather this works.. if it does den l'll be able to complete all my uncompleted entries... lol... so lets hope it does shall we.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-3610196387510532059?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/3610196387510532059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=3610196387510532059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3610196387510532059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3610196387510532059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3610196387510532059' title='yippie...'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6964858753068084767</id><published>2007-12-26T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:09:12.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waiting for 5 more minutes then i can msg my dear Xue Ting happy bday... =) so while waiting, shall post a short entry of my activities thus far... this can be considered as a summary entry, as believe me, there are loads of photos to upload and stories to share... each point will be a new entry, so u can see which topic is interesting and view accordingly... hahaha... so u can also take this entry as a contents page.. hee hee... anyway, here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Maternal Relatives Visit includes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. Chalet and BBQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b. Science Centre and sentosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;c. Family Reunion Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2)Exams:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. the betrayal of 2 lecturers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b. the greatest joke of 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3)Paternal Relatives Visit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. Moving to bf house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b. Cousin's night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) T.C.C Outing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. Li Min Birthday Celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b. My lousy bowling skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) PNX2 Outing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. the great food excursion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) Merry Merry Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a. Christmas Eve celebration with bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;b. Family of 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so here is the list of activities that i have been having the past few weeks... explains the lack of blogging and my increasing weight.. darn... hahaha... anyway, over the next few days will be pretty free as no plans except for going to amore to shed the extra calories.. agrrhh.. hahaha... if time permits i will also include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) the stupidest and longest misunderstanding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) New Year Resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha... just nice, its 0000 hrs on my hp.. time to hit the sent button and its off to dreamland for me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE... hope u enjoyed the festive holidays as much as i have... cheers =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. i recieved a reply... her bday is 28th... DARN!!! forgetful... =( well, shall msg her again on the RIGHT day then.. lol... nitey nite &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6964858753068084767?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6964858753068084767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6964858753068084767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6964858753068084767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6964858753068084767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6964858753068084767' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-9117863848707432128</id><published>2007-12-05T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:40:17.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Parents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes, it just sucks being a girl... really truly and sincerely... there are so many things that we have to suffer while guys dun... for example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pregnancy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hahaha... all Ps... but to me, all these are still endurable... the worst ever thing is IMAGE...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;as a girl, u have to portray the role of a loving housewife, a sweet gentle girl, and in the olden days, the one who stays at home.. discriminating... seriously, whats the big deal about image... why do people have to care about what people think of you... u live ur life, i live mine... simple with no complications.. yet, people tend to take into huge consideration the opinions of others and it affects them dearly...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;example, my family problem a few months back (those who know will know, those who dun, sorry)... its because of wanting to save face that so many darn problems appear... if u ask me, the problem could have been settled way before, but no, image is to darn important...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so whats the current issue that is making me write this entry? PARENTS... i dun understand what the big deal is of staying over at each other place... in the first place, why should other people care whether i stay at his place... very cheap meh, very slutty... what... whats the big deal... its not like I'm secretly doing it... his mum approves... so whats the big problem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;there's a simple solution to the whole problem, yet parents always like to make things more complicated... just because of FACE... its my life, my face, why should i care....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;why do people like to gossip.. why do people like to say things that they dun know the truth about... whats their f***ing problem... if people din talk so much, I'll probably be still actively participating in activities... I'll probably be still close with certain friends... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;people say reading Xia xue's blog is a waste of time... i beg to differ.. because at least she is true to what she blogs... she doesn't give a dam what other people say... that's the main difference to her and Dawn yang... dawn yang sweetly follows the government..where image is of all utmost importance... everything she writes needs to be politically sound.. everything she writes is just pure joy and happiness... FAKE...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;agrhhh... feeling so dam miffed at the whole society right now... feelings dam pissed with my parents.. why can't they put their ego aside and just dun care about what people think.. it will make life so much easier.. it will definitely make mine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;haiz.. no mood to study.. no mood to do anything... this one month study break has really killed my study mood... and with everything else going on, there's nothing left to motivate me to study...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i miss poly life... i miss the pass family.. I'm missing all my friends... feeling darn emo now.. how i wish my prince is right beside me...  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dear dear, can we just keep repeating the weekend.. that was the happiest 3 days even though i wasn't feeling well... i miss u...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-9117863848707432128?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/9117863848707432128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=9117863848707432128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/9117863848707432128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/9117863848707432128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9117863848707432128' title='Parents'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-1587076010796821376</id><published>2007-11-26T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:43:03.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Finally&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I PASSED... I unlock commander Khan... super deriliously happy... yipee... i took me like how many days to pass this stupid stage... happy happy happy... hahaha... time to see commander Khan dance.. lol =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-1587076010796821376?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/1587076010796821376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=1587076010796821376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1587076010796821376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/1587076010796821376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1587076010796821376' title='Finally'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5208761497102179198</id><published>2007-11-24T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:13:35.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm DOOMED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm DOOMED!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am suppose to be studying... S.T.U.D.Y. but somehow the concept doesn fit into my head man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;throughout the week i only managed to study 2 chapters of Consumer Behaviour and 2 chapters of Organisational Development and Management.... die die die.... i spent the whole day doing my friendster profile after being missing in action for donkey months... darn... i am so dead... apart from that, the next following weeks are packed with activities that i can't say no to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chalet: is not always that my relatives visit in S'pore and my family has our own chalet... how can miss man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Paternal Grandmother arrival: after the visit of my maternal grand mother, apparently my paternal grandmother is also coming to S'pore as well.. haiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;babes: how can i say no to them... we have lili whom i promise i will accompany her while her family is away and steph whom i also promise will keep her company while he bf is away.. then there is li min bday which i cannot absolutely miss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One word describes it all..... DEATH.... hopefully as the date gets nearer to exams, i will become more motivated to study... hopefully la.. hahaha.. wish me luck, i dun want to flunk my first term exams man....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;going swimming tml... yipee.. hopefully the weather will be good... haven been swimming for a few months due to busy school schedule... shall show off my new tankini that i bought with Joreen whom i met on Thursday... hee... hope ah pek will like wor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ah pek came to find me today since i was feeling rather moody... i feel guilty for not studying yet i still dun study.... grrr.... anyway, he bought bubbletea for me... then at around 8 plus i started craving for ice-cream and so he went all the way to MAC to get me and my siblings ice-cream.... my sweetie pie... he really dotes on me alot wor... *grins happily from ear to ear* i'm glad things are working out between us.. been some time since we argued... so everything is very very good.. 3 more months and it will be our 3rd anniversary... can't wait man.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm stuck onto Prince of Tennis... its so darn good... i think i watch the anime like 4-5 times yet i am still not tired of it... "Mada Mada Dane" wakaka... my younger bro also gave a website to view anime and another to read the manga... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animecrazy.net/"&gt;http://www.animecrazy.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;http://www.onemanga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;dam good lo... the anime one can see entire episodes at one go... and the manga website has tons of manga to choose from.... darn.. i'm suppose to be studying lei... haiz.. cannot help it, Ryoma is just too cool and cute man... lol... (dun worry ah pek, u r still my only one &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;ok, random pictures once again... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136082346523765698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHrpm0K8I/AAAAAAAAATo/s4gFbBRkcnE/s400/DOGGY3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i simply adore corgi, whoever buys me one i will instantly marry... wakaka... so ah pek, faster get me one.. lol (collage done my ah pek &lt;3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136082380883504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHtpm0K9I/AAAAAAAAATw/iLRlvpWc7-w/s400/DSC03997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some people like to change hairstyles, i like to change colour contacts, tried green, brown and latest is blue... i think blue is the nicest so far &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136082410948275170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHvZm0K-I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0G5AfRkZC2k/s400/DSC03777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love his curly hair... my is naturally straight while his is naturally curly... *curly curly curly* =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136082419538209778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHv5m0K_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/vmVSNJoJrs8/s400/img006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my new shopping buddy, will scan the new one soon =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136082458192915458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHyJm0LAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8uoi__TGWB4/s400/DSC03925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do i really look so different... i sent a similar photo to ah pek yst and his collegues tot that he change gf... tsk tsk...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okie... shall end here... need to get my energy to swim tml... ciao... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p.s. my wireless mouse exploded... nah, the battery exploded and oozed out liquid...darn... it was only a few months old... =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5208761497102179198?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5208761497102179198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5208761497102179198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5208761497102179198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5208761497102179198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5208761497102179198' title='I&apos;m DOOMED'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0cHrpm0K8I/AAAAAAAAATo/s4gFbBRkcnE/s72-c/DOGGY3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8173192000928516442</id><published>2007-11-21T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:47:15.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Study Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am suppose to have completed 12 chapters of consumer behaviour by today, but i'm only at chapter 5.... talk about wanting a death wish.... and yet here i am blogging after having a disappearing act for more than 2 months.... talk about doing things at the right timing.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one month study break is seriously too long la... i work under pressure... i excel under pressure... wakaka... yeah, i do complain about the stress and stuff, but the pressure really makes me work doubly hard and i have mre motivation to study... probably why i want to work under events as its all about being pressured.. wakaka.. maybe i am a saddist... lol... nah... i am a really nice person actually... lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so what have i been doing in my disappearing act... well lets see, school, project, school, project, bf, school, project... u get the drift... basicallly uni isn't as easy which was highly expected but with the additional point that i am cramming 4 years of university to a short span of 1 and a half years... well, lets just say it makes a whole lot of difference....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so far, results have been quite satisfactory... it helps when u have a great group who have been through poly with u... MDP was supposedly to be one of the harder subjects, according to seniors that is, but it turned out to be my best subject thus far... hahaha.... OMD isn't that bad as well if the lecturer put in more effort... seriously, his lectures are ultimun boredom and the way he teaches is like .... nothng to say.... but well, according to him i did pretty good in my assignment and mid-term.... CB would also have been good but unfortunately, grouping wasn't that good... maybe i could blame mysle for not putting enough effort into it, bt well, i did try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so the trimester is about to end pretty soon... last paper is on the 15 december... and soon, it will be time to catch up with babes and besties... actually, i am already going to catch up with some of them before exams... lol.. see how slack i am... lets see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lili parents are going to Autralia and as she couldnt obtain leave, she is stuck in S'pore in her own.. unfortunately, bf is in army so that only leaves him weekends to keep her company... so as her darling mother, will be keeping her company next week... well, at least i'll have the day to study which isn't so bad since thats the time i function best... (except for today that is &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then there is my bestie since nursery... steph bf is going away to China during the first week of December, so I'll have to act as a part-time bf to her ba.. lol... but it'll be fun to catch up and shop around... may even ask Sham and Hanaeh to come out for meal... hahaha.... that will be fun... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then i will be having a chalet from 5-7 December.... my uncle is coming down to Singapore with his 2 kids and my grandmother in tow... so its sort of a gathering.. haven seen them for quite some time since i had no time to go back to Malaysia.... so it'll be fun to see them again... bf is also going to take leave and so he will be able to meet them as well.. wonder whether he is nervous anot.. lol... i was dam nervous when i met his relatives last year... this time, its his turn to shiver... lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;unfortunately, i have revision classes during so i''ll have to spend half my days in school... so sad hard... i doubt bf will let me skip lessons so i guess its study for me and fun for the family... saddening... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then it will be exam week till the 15th... 3 papers.. two in the evening and one on a Sat... sianz... but well, that's uni life for u man... then ill be meeting up with PNX on the 21 for Christmas exchange...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dun know why but it became a yearly ritual to meet up, have a nice meal and exchange presents.... its a good way for us to catch up as well since other than me and xue ting who are studying together, the other 2 babes are doing other stuff... so, looking forward to it man.. its been months since i last saw them... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then there is TCC... able to meet li min just last Fri to cheer her on for her competition... her voice is power man.. but unfortunately, she wasn't ablt to get anything.... but well, to enter the finals is a huge accomplishment, to me it is, so feeling happy for her... haven seen steffi in ages... busy woman.. but anyway, SIM is having holidays so should be able to jio both of them out... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;who else do i wan to meet up with... hmmm... Joreen, who hopefully i will be able to meet tml since today's date was cancelled... Celine, she mia liao... being a teacher must be alot of hard work man... but hopefully with school out she will be able to spare me a day of her busy life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GERALDINE!!!! Missing that girl loads man.. its sad that only got to know her for like 1 year... but the 1 year was a blast.... unforgettable times with her and Joyce rushing thru projects or me and geraldine studying in the library.... hoping that she is doing well in her studies in Liverpool... envy... hahaha.... babe, if u read this, GET A TAG BOARD!!!! i had trouble looking for the comment that i left and hoping that u will reply.. agrrhhhh... lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ZHI HUI.... another girl that i miss... sadly, not as close as before.. sometimes when u look at friendster and see how they got keep in contact yet i'm not in is pretty saddening.. but well, i am partly to blame since i also din make the effort... anyway, hoping she is doing well... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;any other people i miss out ma??? hahaha... if i did, feel free to ask me out ya.. other then weekends and fridays, which are usually reserved for Ah Pek (lol) i should be pretty free... actually, weekends can also just that need to say in advance =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;some random pictures to brighten this blog up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135147448107543410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1ZZm0K3I/AAAAAAAAATA/AeJp1tza0A0/s400/bubblegum.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Punk and Ah Pek &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135147452402510722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1Zpm0K4I/AAAAAAAAATI/_RZA6x5Ub7E/s400/self-portratits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Self-Portraits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135147460992445330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1aJm0K5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/llMGAzZdTSk/s400/IMG_9038+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of the many photos that i have yet to upload.. &gt;.&lt;''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135147465287412642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1aZm0K6I/AAAAAAAAATY/4PQxez3vC78/s400/img004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we shall take another on the 21st =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135147469582379954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1apm0K7I/AAAAAAAAATg/yByD9pTvpLg/s400/DSC_6492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my new babies... Marco and Gina.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall end this post here...time to head for the books... I seriously need to keep myself motivated.... anybody got any suggestions???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Missing all my babes and my prince... can't wait to see u all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/25603753-8173192000928516442?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/8173192000928516442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=8173192000928516442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8173192000928516442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8173192000928516442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8173192000928516442' title='Study Time'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/R0O1ZZm0K3I/AAAAAAAAATA/AeJp1tza0A0/s72-c/bubblegum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-2590855454989637433</id><published>2007-09-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:33:55.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;High School Musical Rocks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hoh.. feeling much calmer and les angry le.. wakaka... and the solution is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MUSICAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eriously, the show is dam good.. both part 1 and part 2... i basically went to see the show again and hear all the songs and it really calm me down... wakaka.. then i decided to go and find the songs from the musical to put on my blog.. and tadah... the songs have change..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ust to let you all know that there are actually 4 songs u can choose from...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are th music in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Breaking free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Start of something new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;akakaka.. basically all duets sung by Zac Efron *&lt;em&gt;swoons*&lt;/em&gt; and Vanessa Hudgens... wakaka... I'm just a die hard romantic and I am just so in love with their songs... contemplating on getting the sound track.. its so darn good.. hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ou might be wondering where is the playlist.. hahaha.. its right at the botton of the page... *&lt;em&gt;oops* &lt;/em&gt;sorry.. know abit troublesome but it can't be help.. cos the size of the playlist can't fit into the left and right side columns and i find it ugly to place it at the top... so its at the bottom.. so sorry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ut dun fret.. if u really wanna hear the songs just keep open the window and u will hear the songs... just leave it open for less than 15 mins and i bet ya 100, guranteed plus chop that u will fall in love with this sensational hottie and gorgeous babe voice... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;akaka.. anyway, just a short post to let ya know.. i'll be back with more High school musical.. u can bet on that.. lol.. kk.. time for some shut eye.. need all my energy for scolding... lol.. toodles... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-2590855454989637433?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/2590855454989637433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=2590855454989637433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2590855454989637433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2590855454989637433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2590855454989637433' title='High School Musical Rocks'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8600412210383262307</id><published>2007-08-31T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:49:55.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dam irritated</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Dam Irritated&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;loody F***ing Irritating Stupid Annoying Terrible SCHOOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hich stupid school asks for payment without giving any stupid notice/warning... Its like need to prepare right.. u think every freaking family so dam freaking rich that can pay S$7,000 upfront like that ar... annoying la.. I dun even know how i'm suppose to pay, what payment accepted and all those nonsense la.. bloody hell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hen still dare threaten say that if never pay school fees we wun get out textbooks.. Go and die la... u tell me like today and then expect me to pay on Monday... u never give any details and tomorrow is a freaking weekend u idiots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;uckily I'm going for the stupid induction thingy where one moment u all say is compulsory and the next it isn't... LIARS... how can depend on u all man... how to trust u all la.. keep changing the person in-charge and even if change never even give any notice... like i'm suppose to know everything.. IDIOTS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ml they are going to get it from me man... bloody hell.. so dam freaking pissed.. i dun care if u are my freaking lecturers or whatever crap... i will not tolerate this sort of nonsense.. especially when I'm paying not cents but a few thousands for christ sake... Assholes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o dam freaking irritated la.. spoil my entire mood.. IDIOTS.. make my dad angry with me... IRRITANTS... if my dad decides not to get me my laptop because of ur incompetance, u guys better have a really good explaination or a very chio laptop to give to me.. otherwise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*** LA... I'M SO DARN F***ING PISSED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-8600412210383262307?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/8600412210383262307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=8600412210383262307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8600412210383262307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8600412210383262307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8600412210383262307' title='dam irritated'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-7486746634446569766</id><published>2007-08-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:57:24.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahaha... dun ask me why with the sudden flood of entries.. just feel like blogging for no reason... probably cos i am rather free this evening as well so why not.. wakaka... actually, I'm suppose to be uploading pics of my date with my darling Geraldine.. but I'm kind of lazy to transfer the pics.. wakaka... sorry babe.. will upload soon yeah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nyway, must be wondering whats with the title.. well, a couple of days ago, i had a dream about my Primary school days and it started making me reminisce the good old secondary school days as well.. then today over dinner with Geraldine, we were talking about our poly days especially year 3 when we were in the same project group... so all in all, feel motivated to capture all these memories on my blog.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kindergarden (is this how its spelled? lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahaha... that is like 16 years (i think) ago man.. wakaka.. seems like ages ago.. hahaa... lets see... I had two kindergardens.. one was the PAP one in Tampines and the other was Bedok Methodist Church Kindergarden... for someone living in Tampines, it seems werid why i suddenly changed kindergarden.. hahaha... here's the story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;asically I was taken care by babysitters and my elder brother as my parents both had to work.. there was this once where someone forgot to pick me up from school.. and so there i was, alone, waiting for someone to pick me up... it must be for dam long cos in the end i got scared to go to school... the next few times when i went to school, i would cry and would not let go of my mum's hand... *&lt;em&gt;feels so stupid suddenly* &lt;/em&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y parents, thinking that if i were to change school would help overcome my fear decided to sent me to Bedok, which come to think of it was rather stupid since its much further and now i had to take the school bus.. hahaha... anyway, the first few times my mum had to sit at a corner of the classroom where i would take peeks to make sure she was still there... then like what u see in shows and movies, her seat grew further and further away and soon, she did not need to be present at all.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at i love about kidergarden was meeting my bestie Stephanie there... we both stayed in Tamp and would take the school bus home together.. though she was a year older, we seem to click well.. hahaha.. and till this present day, she remains a very good friend of mine.. hahaha.. not bad right.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ets see.. i went to Tampines Primary which is right behind my block.. P1 and P2 went by smoothly since i was still an angle.. wakaka... the trouble started in P3 and P4.. and it also was the starting point of my independence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahaha.. want to know how horrible I am.. here's a list...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I threw a girl's pencil box out of the window.. hahaha.. and mind you, i was on the third storey.. i believe everything in it broke.. wakaka..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hid the girl's books and didn't give it back till a week later.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I pushed the OHP trolley against a guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I skipped class and went to play computer in the lab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ate in class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I made a teacher cry.. though i can't remember what i did to do so.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;orrible right.. there were many frequent trips to the Principle's office but the best part was... i was there not to get scolded.. lol.. dun know why.. i was also on good terms with the discipline master and mistress as I WAS A PREFECT!!! amazing right.. hahaha.. it seems that no one, other than my classmates knew about the horrible acts... and no one complain.. wakaka.. think everyone was afraid of me.. I was very tomboyish during that time.. my gang consists of all guys where we would go play basketball and stuff.. just didn't like to mix with girls.. hahaha... and the best part is, my parents have no idea.. lol.. was very independent so most problems was handled on my own.. lol... wondering whether that is good or bad.. ahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5 and P6 was smooth.. nothing much happen.. or maybe i just can't remember.. lol.. me and my friends were seprated ba.. so i had to make new friends.. this time was girls.. haha.. becoming more girly... Mui Hia and Xue Ying.. hee hee... can still remember going over to Mui Hia's place after school and went to Xe ying's place to cycle before... good memories... too bad we went different secondary schools and gradually lost contact...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECONDARY SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;econdary school is suppose to be loads of fun as u are much older and know more.. but mine suck... the best reason to explain is because i was the pioneer batch.. so there was alot of stress to make sure that my batch did well and set the standard.. it also meant that the teachers were able to know everyone's name since there were only 10 classes.. lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1/7 and 2/7.. sec 1 and 2... same class.. the worst class of all.. hahaha.. according to the discipline master that is.. hahaha.. remember there was once almost the whole class had to do CWO because we were caught eating in class.. Oh yeah.. alot of people were furious because the net ball girls were excluded even though they ate as well.. basically, the discipline master is in charge of them.. so.. anyway, alot of stuff happen.. there was this guy, Roy, who made both discipline master, principle and a few other teachers come into the class.. still remember it was history lesson.. can't remember what he did to get so much attention though.. wakaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hen there was after school.. PRCS students were not allowed to gallavant outside school.. they are to go home straight away.. NOT.. hahaha... we still went to void decks, shopping malls and such.. hahaha.. remember there was once me, nina and someone else wa caught because Nina's pony tail was sticking out of the wall we were hiding behind.. hahaha.. one word to describe.. UNLUCKY.. hahaha.. oh well..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hen there was this once i help a friend cheat in test and i took the blame.. oh well, didn't get a record, just CWO.. hahaha.. then i love the times we, Lili, Zhi Hui, Xin Yong, Nina and Juliana (i think) would stay back afte school to play basketball or net ball.. since we were the pioneer batch, we had the entire school to ourselves..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;h, that reminds me of something.. Choir camp.. hahaha.. we were playing hide and seek and i was with Nina.. we actually found the best hiding place but in the end had to give it up cos Nina needed the toilet.. hahaha.. still remember she did not know how to ask for toilet paper in chinese from the cleaner aunty... hahaha.. and i remember how i was always made fun of becos of my lousy chinese.. hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3/6 and 4/6.. was seprated from Lili, Nina and Juliana as i went into the triple science class with Zhi hui and Xin yong.. stressful sia.. didn't want to take triple science but in the end was persuaded by Mr Chua Chye Hok to do it.. hahaha... sianz...nothing much in sec 3 and 4.. more guai la and more stress.. only thing i can remember is how 4/7 girls kept on wanting to compete with my class.. hahaha... anyway, i never really involved myself in school activities so.. lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahaha... the most recent... Business school student and studying HTM, the most fun loving, hyper active batch.. lol.. as compared to our Juniors i mean.. lol.. and this claim is by the lecturers hor.. hahaha.. anyway...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ear 1 sem 1 was pretty interesting.. cos first time experiencing project work and lecture system.. was fortunate that my group did not had alot of free loaders.. hahaha.. remember how other groups were annoyed at how fast my group did our projects.. we were considered the most "efficient".. lol.. but overall it was fun la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ear 1 sem 2 was the time when i got to know PNX2!!! PNX2 ROCKS!!! wakaka.. only manage to do one project with them as i was on MC when they were choosing groups.. haiz.. so sad.. seperated from them.. oh well, my group was not bad as well la.. hahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ear 2 can be considered the worst year for me... we moved to Sentosa for our 2nd year.. dun think very fun hor.. the whole 2 years i never once step onto the beach.. hahaha.. only went for a few free rides since we had attachment there.. lol.. didn't like my group on the basis that there were two DHL (Dean's honours list).. arghh... our working styles were just so different.. my year 1 projects were usually done by distribution of work then meet once or twice.. this grp met almost every week.. sianz... ok la.. did get better results but in exchange was very stressful.. their requirement was... anyway.. year 2 sem 2 i still stayed in the same group since my class din want to change groupings.. haiz... i did however jump to Li min's group during class tutorial.. wakaka..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i Min, Tat ming, Jeff, Lala and Steffi.. their group was the most fun and happy go lucky group.. hahaha.. no DHLs at all.. quite bad la me.. Pao qi my group and join them.. but then, projects were enough for me so other than projects, i was with li min group.. which was great fun and the formation of TCC (Talk Cock Club).. hahaha... love these two ladies.. so much fun and laughter when i'm with them.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ear 3 sem 1... me, joyce, geraldine, carolyn, Seok Hui, Trena and Linda.. hahaha... the only group with all girls.. lol.... k la.. was fun.. usually it was just me, Joyce and Geraldine who stuck together.. hahaha.. can remember how we were rushing through our projects.. sitting at one of the many benches in business school.. Joyce was having problems with her bf and i was having problems with Ah Pek.. and poor geraldine was there in the middle claiming that she never wanted to have a bf.. lol... loads of fun man... hahaha.. during this sem was also the first time i did a conference call with regards to a project.. hahaha... 1 week before deadline and we decided to change our entire business enterprise project.. wakaka.. so we had a conference call to decide what we should do... lol.. best... hahaha.. but seriously, had loads of fun... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ear 3 sem 2 was mainly doing SIP at NUS.. nothing much but i did learn plenty.. the most fun and fondest memory was the end of year chalet that my company had... i was considered lucky since they only do this every 2 years.. hahaha... my boss rented a bunglow type and there were 3 coupls in all.. hahaha.. yup.. Ah pek went too.. it was dam fun.. sleep, barbercue, cycle.. very relaxing.. will never forget...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ell.. thats the end of my school years.. hahaha... another reason to this entry is probably becos i'm officially starting my degree next week.. so when that time comes, it will be a new school, new environment and new classmates.. hahaha.. hopefully will also have many new and fond memories as well ba.. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ll the reminiscing is making me tired.. lol.. time to head to dream land.. cheerios... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-7486746634446569766?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7486746634446569766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7486746634446569766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7486746634446569766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7486746634446569766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7486746634446569766' title='School days'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-4316545624024695488</id><published>2007-08-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:56:12.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Short Trip to Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This took place two months back and its actually one of my many many drafts.. &gt;.&lt; class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wakaka&lt;/span&gt;.. enjoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; many knew i took a short trip to Malaysia last weekend (03-05/08/07) with my family...family meaning my parents and my younger bro...sister had an exam to study for and bro was not keen to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nitially&lt;/span&gt; wasn't intending to go as well.. but last minute stuff happen that made me realise a trip overseas might do me some good... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... the trip was actually my dad's company family day.. every year the whole company would go for some overseas trip where they bond with one another and meet each other's family... when i was younger,i used to go for every trip... the last time i went was a few years back...lol...anyway,my parents also wanted me to take the opportunity to widen my social circle... ^_^''' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nyway&lt;/span&gt;, the last time i went, there was a lucky draw that was open to everyone...however, this time round, it was only opened to the workers...lol...i think they got scared as when i went, i usually got the first prize which was S$150... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... and i think one of my siblings got the second... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... so they decided that only employees could enter...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;s me and my bro was seated near the front,we were chosen to pick the lucky draw winners... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...my bro went first and the 5 names he pulled out were all girls...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... so weird right... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...so i decided to take over... there was this lady behind me who asked me to pick her name "Gillian".. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. and surprise surprise... i pulled out her name..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. she owes me a treat... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;...subsequent were all girls as well.. tough lucks guys.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he annoying thing about going for this type of trips is meeting my dad's colleagues.... everyone was going on about how much i have changed ans asking me what i am doing now and all those "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; question" ^-^"' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... the best part was that some did not even know i was my dad's daughter... my bro was recognised as they claimed he look like my dad.. but apparently i did not look like anyone...sigh.... i always knew i was picked up from rubbish bin..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; almost didn't make it through check point... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;...apparently i did change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; as my old photograph was too different from my present look.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... luckily, those checking my passport were males so all i did was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; my most innocent smile and promise to change the photo when i got back... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... the charms and perks of being a girl.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he main event was shopping which we did it at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Johor's&lt;/span&gt; Time Square and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt;,the next day...din really buy much as nothing caught my fancy...but overall it was great fun... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... the resort was beautiful... due to my dad's high rank,my family got a 3 bedroom apartment instead of those hotel type of room.. it had our own kitchen, living room and balcony.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... and the bedrooms had their own toilets and walk in closets... sweet... wish my future house could look something like that... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hile&lt;/span&gt; my parents went for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;telematch&lt;/span&gt;,me and my bro decided to take a swim at our very own swimming pool.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... "our own" as it was totally empty...lol..no idea why..the design of the pool was meant for relaxing... they had parts where u could lie down and sun tan and below there is still a layer of water to keep u cool.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... cool... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;astly&lt;/span&gt; was the dinner...one thing i learn was that Japanese are so open minded and funny...hahaha...my dad actually said that his boss, who happens to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Jap&lt;/span&gt;, told him before that he only works on weekends by entertaining people.. how cool is that... there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;KTV&lt;/span&gt; throughout the dinner and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Japs&lt;/span&gt; actually went to stuff stuff into their clothes to make breast,put on makeup and dance and perform on stage.. super hilarious.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... too bad i din take a photo.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;verall&lt;/span&gt;, the trip was a memorable one... shopping time was a time for me to talk to my mum and build bonds with her.. the bus trip gave me an opportunity to get closer with my my bro and the trip allowed the "silence" between father and daughter to be broken..so overall, i enjoyed myself =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;icture&lt;/span&gt; time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121381734884450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7WpjIpGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z6ZKpW6no3Q/s400/Off+We+Go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121386029851762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7W5jIpHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Ros73qvAI34/s400/interior1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My room &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121390324819074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7XJjIpII/AAAAAAAAAPw/mFfmRAeYswA/s400/interior2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The rest of the apartment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7X5jIpJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DBQdBo1lwG0/s1600-h/Calm,blue+n+peaceful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121403209720978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7X5jIpJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DBQdBo1lwG0/s400/Calm,blue+n+peaceful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from the balcony and my personal pool (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. cos i was the only one swimming)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7YZjIpKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Bzh_hqO245Q/s1600-h/My+loving+Parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121411799655586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7YZjIpKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Bzh_hqO245Q/s400/My+loving+Parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV81ZjIpLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/oqeHuEyO1bs/s1600-h/Siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104123009527489714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV81ZjIpLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/oqeHuEyO1bs/s400/Siblings.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My younger brother (do we look alike?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV81pjIpMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LUhuUuOaTCU/s1600-h/Daddy%27s+Little+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104123013822457026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV81pjIpMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LUhuUuOaTCU/s400/Daddy%27s+Little+Girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad (i have his nose... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV82JjIpNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-76kB_TsWZA/s1600-h/i+love+sunsets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104123022412391634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV82JjIpNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-76kB_TsWZA/s400/i+love+sunsets.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love sunsets... when is the next one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV82pjIpOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w6RepFvDlJ0/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104123031002326242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV82pjIpOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w6RepFvDlJ0/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B.E.A.UTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV825jIpPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0R1aCArrLjg/s1600-h/driver+of+the+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104123035297293554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV825jIpPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0R1aCArrLjg/s400/driver+of+the+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;cabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWALJjIpQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qll2qRSOziQ/s1600-h/my+bag+collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126681724527874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWALJjIpQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qll2qRSOziQ/s400/my+bag+collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysia Bags are so darn cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWAMpjIpRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a9g1dESr63k/s1600-h/little+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126707494331666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWAMpjIpRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a9g1dESr63k/s400/little+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess how old she is? She's only 19 months... dun look like right.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;wakaka&lt;/span&gt;... she eats everything and anything and her appetite is humongous.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;wakaka&lt;/span&gt;.. but still so lovable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWAOZjIpSI/AAAAAAAAARA/P9trV70DuFM/s1600-h/princesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126737559102754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtWAOZjIpSI/AAAAAAAAARA/P9trV70DuFM/s400/princesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was suppose to go and "widen my social circle" and i did, with this little angel.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;wakaka&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.s daddy has agreed to get me a new laptop.. woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;... Happy Happy =) love ya daddy!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Muack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-4316545624024695488?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/4316545624024695488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=4316545624024695488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4316545624024695488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4316545624024695488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4316545624024695488' title='short trip'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtV7WpjIpGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z6ZKpW6no3Q/s72-c/Off+We+Go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5969220296062295328</id><published>2007-08-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:30:16.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ecause i am super duper lazy to blog in paragraphs, this is just a rough update of what i have been doing and whats new... &gt;,&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A NEW SKIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ery very happy and pleased with myself for having created a new skin from scratch... no more using other peoples' designs, pictures, layout etc... now, everything is MINE!!! wakakaka... it took me 8 long gruelling hours to complete it... had many many ideas in my head of how i wanted it to be done... actually this was not really what i had in mind, but I'll make do it with for now.. hahaha... the skin also portrays what i have learnt through photoshop... all the collages, text, background ect... seems like my hard work from experimenting paid off... so so happy... so so proud &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;gives a big smile =)*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DYING COMPUTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y lappie is DYING!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*crumbles to the floor and sobs uncontrollably&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;/em&gt;i swear i took real good care for it... i cradled it in my arms, kiss it occasionally, stroke it, clean it... i took REAL GOOD CARE OF IT!!! of cos at times i accidentally knock it &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cringes*&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;bangs against it &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;double cringes*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and.... hmmm... nothing else ar... but its still dying on me... *&lt;em&gt;sobs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ere is proof...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103745666585764946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtQlpJjIpFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Fg_1TUJmwok/s400/dying+laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aiz.... all the lines... dam sianz... Heard that there is an IT fair this weekend... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;rubs hands against each other*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is it time for me to go nudge my dad to get me a new computer... after all, i had this for 2 years plus le... is it time for a change? hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ctually, i wanted to get a desktop and continue using my this laptop... cos i felt that having a desktop was better as i could save most of my data in it rather than everything on my laptop... the laptop is mainly for me when i go to school for projects and stuff... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but it seems like i will have to get  a new laptop... sianz.. all the programmes and everything will have to reinstall.. so troublesome &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;grumbles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh well.. it can't be help.. i just hope it wun crash before i get my new laptop.. otherwise....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THE WEEKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღ Monday (13.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Stayed at home the entire day... basically slack and slack and slack... haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღTuesday (14.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went to give tuition... other than that...hmmmm.... nothing... &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღWednesday (15.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went out with Joreen to Town area for some window shopping... then rush down to the airport to bid Zhi Hui a safe journey and also pass her a small gift.. gonna miss her loads...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღThursday (16.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went to give tuition... other than that... eh... nothing &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bian zui*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღFriday (17.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;spend the day cleaning my room and hamsters' cages... in the evening, met Ah Pek and we headed for dinner at Marine Parade... wanted to buy the prawn crackers from this shop that was advertised on Urban but in the end it was out of stock... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*sighs and bian zui*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღSaturday (18.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;House had a small gathering for friends and met my cousin who is currently studying in Singapore... got to intro Ah Pek to him as well..haha... was very sleepy throughout the day and so me and Ah Pek basically confined ourselves in my room where we watched shows on my computer... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღSunday (19.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;was suppose to go Kbox for Klunch but my lazy tired ass could not get off the bed and so called Ah Pek to cancel the morning date... wakaka...i can picture Ah Pek happily falling back into deep slumber with a very happy smile on his face... hahaha.... met at 3pm instead at City Hall where we just roamed around Marine Parade and talk... then headed to Orchard for Sakura International Buffet where we stuffed ourselves with food... then spent time talking and saying lame jokes as well... finally, took 65 back to Tampines where Ah Pek was a very gentlemanly Ah Pek as he sent me to my doorstep...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღMonday (20.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eh... usually i would be at home resting my eyes for a day... but this week i went to give tuition as my student is having prelims this week.. so we are having extra tuition this week... then next week will be cancelling one day... hahaha... I'm such a flexible tuition teacher.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღTuesday (21.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went to give tuition again.. This time taught him all the math formulas... i am contemplating teaching him algebra.. wakaka... so much easier lei.. is it allowed though.. hmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღWednesday (22.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Went out with Joreen to PS area... we wanted to buy some clothes that we saw at This Fashion.. in the end i decided to renew my membership card since there is extra 10% on top of the 20% discount that was going on... furthermore, my birthday is next month and members enjoy 20% discount throughout the month... wakaka.. so why not... also went to Daiso on an errand for my mum.. such a filial daughter right... wakaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღThursday (23.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Gave tuition and bought ice-cream back for the entire family... another act of filial piety.. wakaka... got miffed by my dad though... he was like saying how it was such a surprise that i was at home... wah liew.. macham like i everyday not at home.. so sad lo... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;frowns*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;anyway, mum's cooking was superb that day and dad bought yummy treats for all of us.. wakaka... so not bad la... hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღFriday (24.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;haha.. it seems like going to Marine Parade is getting into a routine thing for Fridays.. wakaka... went to Marine Parade again and finally manage to get my prawn crackers &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yipee*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;also got one packet for my family &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hee hee, so guai*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;we also had a very filling dinner @ the coffee shop opposite Marine Parade... wakaka.... should we go this Friday as well.. hahaha... i miss the old airport road food... hmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღSaturday (25.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ah Pek came over to my place for the entire day... okok.. half a day... we basically spent the day watching movies... first off was "Mr. Bean Movie" hahaha... dam lame show.. but it was still good... then we watch "High School musical 2".. the songs were not as nice as the first one but Zac Efron was still as handsome, charasmatic, cute...................... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;drools*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;wakaka....but it was a good show nevertheless.. it really portrays how one can change because of "future" and money.. go watch the show and u will understand what i mean.. =) we then watched "Ratatouille".. GOOD SHOW!!! i din expect it to be such a great show.. wakaka... tot it would be lame and the story line nothing impressive.. but Disney proved me wrong.. wakaka... anyway, it was fun to cuddle and watch shows... simple, cheap yet GOOD!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥ღSunday (26.08)♥ღ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We went to ORCHARD!!! woo hoo... hahaha.. i have no idea why i was so happy.. lol.. anyway, we went to Kino where i manage to get the magazine that i want and i found out one horrible thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEAUTIFICATION = EXPENSIVE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seriously, no joke.. haiz... Ah Pek... ALL UR FAULT... lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;or someone who doesn't want to write much, i end up writing quite a long post... wakaka... i think next time when i blog, i must have the concept that I'm lazy to blog.. wakaka.. maybe then my drafts will get lesser.. anyway, pics will be uploaded next time.. that, i am definitely lazy.. wakakaka... ciao... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5969220296062295328?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5969220296062295328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5969220296062295328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5969220296062295328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5969220296062295328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5969220296062295328' title='Updates'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RtQlpJjIpFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Fg_1TUJmwok/s72-c/dying+laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6734186474349248805</id><published>2007-08-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:39:53.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Something Cool&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o!!! I found something cool on the net and I'm gonna show u... if i'm nice i'll probably tell u what it is... but if not, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*evil smile*&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;wakaka...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eet Dominic... lol... i mean look at the picture... it just seems like a name that is written in a cool style and nothing more... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shakess finger*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but thats where u are wrong... hee hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hether u are looking at it in this manner, or u turn the picture 180 degree... or whether u turn ur computer screen upside down and turn your head upside down, u will always see the name "Dominic"... cool right... if u don't believe me, save the picture and using the rotating function, rotate it twice... doesn't matter if it is clockwise or anti-clockwise... i assure u 100%, gurantee, plus chop that the name will remain the same... hahaha... how cool is that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rs2K3JjIo_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4MbxNXcn1-A/s1600-h/dominic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101886632941364210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rs2K3JjIo_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4MbxNXcn1-A/s320/dominic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd if u are still doubting me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sighs&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; here is another even better and cooler thing... presenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101896485596341250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rs2T0pjIpAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ihSO8nTD9Nk/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know it looks like gibberish right now... but if u look at it closely... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;stares at the junk intimately*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u would see my name "Lim Xiang Zhen" at the top and "Dominic Huang below".. but the cooler thing is that my name inverted actually becomes his name and his name inverted becomes mine... wakakaka... how cool is that man... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o... now the big question is whether i should be a nice person &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smiles sweetly and innocently*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;or should i be a big meanie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big attitude face*&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;wakakaka... how how how??? hahaha... the solution shall be this... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;f people really really wanna know this cool thing, tag and ask me ba... and i will be a kind soul as to tell u... cos if u dun ask, u wun get... wakaka... so it shall be a combination of a sweetheart with an attitude... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*tries to picture half an angle and half a devil*&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/em&gt;lol... that seems fair right... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nyway, shall go back to playing with my photoshop... wakaka... its really dam fun and exciting.. i seem to be discovering something new everyday... hee hee... so that &lt;--- is why i haven been blogging lately... been busy playing with photoshop as well as giving tuition.. my student is having Prelims this week so we had 3 sessions this week rather than the usual 2... hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;h.. and before I forget... here are some big smiles &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to go around... (big smiles = congrats)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o my dear daughter, LiLi... Congrats for finding ur job... hope that everything will be smooth flowing for u at this company and that u will be able to earn big bucks.. wakaka... remember me still k even if u become a rich tai tai and lets meet up soon for a meal yeah.. muacks... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o darling Geraldine... HUGE HUGE CONGRATS on getting the course that u want... after so long and everything, u finally manage to get into the course.. so happy for u... although u are gonna be miles away, we shall be friends for life k? i will tag on ur blog and u shall tag on mine and while i complain abt nasty customers and horrid events, u shall tell me abt mummies and pyramids... wakakaka... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd although its a wee bit late, but nevertheless, Congrats to darling Celine for getting into NIE... I'm sure u will become a great teacher and hopefully one day when i have kids, they will be under ur great supervision.. wakaka... missing u loads girl and i can't wait for the three of us to have dinner... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;id i miss anyone out... ermz... Oh yeah... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;slaps hand onto forehead*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lso a tidy bit, okok, very late, but still, big smiles to my dearest girl, Pei Ling, on getting her fashion course at Raffles (correct ma?)... although all 2 of u, (Ah Pei and Nerine) will be pursuing something different, we (PNX2) will continue with our promise to meet at least once every 2 months or so k? and we do, there will definitelt be loads os smiles, laughter, gossips and pictures to take... wakaka....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ith that, i have come to the end of my Big Smiles &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;=) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oads of love and peace to all out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MUACKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6734186474349248805?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6734186474349248805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6734186474349248805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734186474349248805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734186474349248805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6734186474349248805' title='Something cool'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rs2K3JjIo_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/4MbxNXcn1-A/s72-c/dominic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-787331671745374291</id><published>2007-08-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:34:30.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quizzes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wakaka.. since i have no idea what to do with my drafts as of yet, and becos i am still dam bored, and becos someone is busy gaming and has sort of, maybe, most probably forgotten about me &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;frowns*&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;/em&gt;i decided to go and do some quizzes from &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;seriously, i think i have fate with this site, becos the quizzes that appear are usually those that i want to do as it concides with the current situation of mine... for example...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Does your world revolve around your guy"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this question has led to countless of arguments between me and TLC... so much that we actually took a one month breather to think through things... lol... so anyway, i decided to take the test twice... why twice... well, lets just say that the breatherreally made me think of things and that i am not really what i was in the past... so... hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;the first one was done before the breather... meaning that i answered the questions as how i see myself behave before the breather was taken... and here are the results...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He's Probably Not Over Her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doesyourworldrevolvearoundyourguyquiz/revolve-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd do just about anything for your guy - and he knows it.&lt;br /&gt;And while compromise is important in relationships, you may take it too far.&lt;br /&gt;Stand your ground more often. You don't have to do everything your man says.&lt;br /&gt;If you tell him "no" a little more often, he'll probably respect you for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doesyourworldrevolvearoundyourguyquiz/"&gt;Does Your World Revolve Around Your Guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakaka... i somewhat like the title..lol..cos i always somehow felt that TLC was never over a certain someone... who, i had my guesses &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thinks instinctively of Ms Cindy*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;lol... but never too sure... anyway, during the breather, i came to know that i did revolve my life too much around TLC... one of the questions was if he was sick, would i stop over for awhile, call him to check on him or call in to work and keep him company the whole day... hahaha.. the answer was the last one where i skipped lessons to keep him company the whole day... hahaha... another question was if u two argue, would u feel bummed out and ur day be ruin, throw u in a tailspin and worry that he will break up with u, or would u get over it... i answered the second one..lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then,i decided to take it again with my current mind set and thinking of things and here are the results...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Revolves Around Yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doesyourworldrevolvearoundyourguyquiz/revolve-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no chance that you're going to let your guy control you.&lt;br /&gt;You've got your own thing going on - and he's lucky to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;And even though he might pressure you to consider his feelings a little more...&lt;br /&gt;He's secretly into how independent you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doesyourworldrevolvearoundyourguyquiz/"&gt;Does Your World Revolve Around Your Guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. interesting.. i am not sure whether TLC secretly into how independent i am &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*nudge TLC and points to tag board*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;lol...nor am i certain whether this is a permanent change &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*can picture TLC looking in dispair*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;wakaka, but i guess that from what i know, the answer is probably a 80% that its permanent.. lol&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;see's TLC heaving a huge sigh of relieve*&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway,another quiz that caught my fancy was "Would you pick him again"...hahaha...here is why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TLC has a philosophy which goes "if now cannot be together then break up, then next time when want to be together than patch up again" something along this line... initially, i got dam irritated and annoyed by this philosophy becos to me, it just seems like the guy is taking the girl for granted.. happy, be together, not happy break, then when want the girl back, get together once again.. hmm... not very nice hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but recently, during the breather, i talked to my cousin about it and here was what he had to say about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"its a fact that when two people feel that they have enough of the numerous arguments and endless differences, till the point that they are both totally incompatible with one another, one will choose to break up...however, it doesn'talways mean that the person no longer has feelings for the other, but is just that a breather is needed to cool down and think things through... it also does not mean that the girl needs to get back with the guy should the guy chase her back... the girl can choose to move on... ultimately, it depends on fate and feelings... a relationship should be happiness between two people... why live life unhappily..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i realise what TLC was trying to say to me and now i somewhat agree to his philosophy and have come to understand his thinking... hahaha.. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feels TLC giving a haughty look at me*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;sorry ma... sometimes it takes a third party to explain things before it becomes clear... its like how when two people argue, they wouldn't want to listen to one another.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway,so i decided to take the quiz to see if should there be a possibilty that we do break up &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*glares at TLC*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and he does chase me back &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;cheeky smile*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would i get back to him... hahaha.. and the answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Would Pick Your Boyfriend Again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoupickhimagainquiz/would-pick.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the initial new couple spark has faded for you two,&lt;br /&gt;You've built upon your attraction - and formed a deep love.&lt;br /&gt;And although things are never perfect, they're usually pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;So don't let your eye wander. You've got the best catch for you, at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoupickhimagainquiz/"&gt;Would You Pick Him Again?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn... lol... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*see's xue ting and Lili giving knowing nods and smug smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol... hahaha... but hey, its just a quiz and it may not be the same case in reality.. but all the same &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pinches TLC*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;u had better not take me granted Mr Dominic Huang cos even if u do chase me back,i will make sure u go through hell first and anyway, u will have to chase 6 people back and not 1... muhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last but not least, i decided to see whether i would cheat on this non-TLC person...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Couldn't Cheat On Your Guy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoucheatonyourguyquiz/cheat-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that you'd want to anyway!&lt;br /&gt;You're incredibly loyal and honest...&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not the cheating kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoucheatonyourguyquiz/"&gt;Could You Cheat On Your Guy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see... i am such a faithful and loyal girlfriend... hahaha... so TLC, ur worries should be cast aside and u can cleanly forget about the comment i make k? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;looks pleadingly at TLC*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hee hee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...will probably take more quizzes another time, but right now, i think its time for me to close the windows... i hate the 7th month... have i mentioned before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE 7TH MONTH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-787331671745374291?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/787331671745374291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=787331671745374291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/787331671745374291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/787331671745374291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#787331671745374291' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-189344526631678636</id><published>2007-08-13T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:09:50.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bummer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm feeling tired and sleepy...NOT GOOD!!! esp for someone who has done nothing the whole day except drink water and having the laptop on since 11am... Haiz... I guess the reason why I'm so tired is as explained as above...sianz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss school... i can't wait for classes to start once again.. sure i will be complaining abt endless projects,waking up dam early and cramming into crowded MRT's.. oh, plus the absurd notion that my school is in Orchard, yet I always end up eating the same food... *&lt;em&gt;faintz* &lt;/em&gt;I seriously need to start exploring.. but still, I MISS SCHOOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the endless projects actually keep me occupied and satisfied, the early wake ups seem better than lazing on the bed and becoming a fat pig, and cramming onto MRT means i actually get put of the house and it also means that my ancient laptop won't die so fast on me... *&lt;em&gt;sobz*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need a new laptop.. and fast... from two dotted lines, it has now become more than 6 with one actually being a solid straight line... the space bar key is driving me mad and the SUDDEN auto shut down is driving me to my grave... ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on a happier note, i found a new thing to keep me occupied...PHOTOSHOP!!! wakaka...nah,i am not editing my face, enlarging my breast or giving my nose a new nose job *&lt;em&gt;snigger*, &lt;/em&gt;i am learning to put boarders around my pictures, adding words and creating new backgrounds ect... pretty fun... except with the huge annoying fact that the laptop keeps shutting down before i can save my work.. *&lt;em&gt;bangs head against laptop* &lt;/em&gt;Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the biggest bummer is that i realise i have so many drafts in my blog... Sianz.. always forget to complete it and post it.. so now all the entries are looking out of sorts.. darn... for someone who is so free, i wonder why i keep procrastinating so much... *&lt;em&gt;slaps myself*&lt;/em&gt; imagine when school starts...I'll be so dead if this keeps up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;which reminds me, i haven't gotten my results for my module... hahaha..i totally forgot i did an assignment, which i had to painstakingly redo since the file got encrypted and prevented me from opening the stupid document,bummer, and an exam which was the longest i ever sat for... 3 long dreadful hours...thank God i brought sweets into the exam hall to keep myself awake.. muhahaha.... thank God I did not get caught =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, what shall i do with my drafts.. post them or delete them? hmmm... &lt;em&gt;*ponders* &lt;/em&gt;any suggestions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh, and before I forget... here is an update of my week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Monday: Stayed at home thanks to my irritated left eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tuesday: Was suppose to go do my hair but ended up staying at home due to the eye problem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wednesday: Decided to take the chance and go do my hair with my red eye... Went all the way to Masling to dye and highlight my hair was a very reasonable price... Then went to Orchard with Joreen for some shopping =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thursday: finally met TLC after a month apart =) loitered around TM and ended up in Starbucks and latter Paris for dinner... (more to come later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Friday: Gave tuition and latter went to meet TLC at Vivo for dinner and some loitering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Saturday: Was suppose to go for the much awaited cycling session at East Coast but in the end due to the lousy weather, ended up at China Town insetad.. Got to eat good food and find many shops selling beads and charms.. so intend to go back and get more which means, i'm going to be FAT BROKE!!! *&lt;em&gt;sighz*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sunday: Went to TLC house and saw his mum who seems happy to see me after so long... *&lt;em&gt;points accusingly at TLC* &lt;/em&gt;hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;more will be updated another time, that is if i do remember to update...muhahaha... so that leaves me with the decision of what to do with my drafts...*&lt;em&gt;ponders even more* &lt;/em&gt;any suggestions???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. Zhi Hui is leaving once again... *sobz* it seems that i haven't really gone out with her since her returned... haiz... what a horrible friend *bangs head* =(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.p.s.s I realise colours really make my blog look brighter..so note to self, use more colours,and make font size bigger... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-189344526631678636?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/189344526631678636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=189344526631678636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/189344526631678636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/189344526631678636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#189344526631678636' title='bummer'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8196553799174443558</id><published>2007-08-07T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:35:59.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;BE BOLD! Take pride in ur own name! =P&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;know i haven been blogging recently.. sorry.. been keeping myself occupied plus took a short trip to Malaysia over the weekend.. more of it will be blog later k when I'm not so lazy to get transfer the photos onto the computer... haha.. paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but the main topic for this entry will be Mr./Ms. anonymous... see, the problem of being anonymous is tt i am unable to address u properly... so annoying... i take pride in addressing people properly.. for example, i dun refer Cindy as a "stupid fugly annoying bitch" but as Ms Cindy... hahaha..i was brought up properly ok..lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i dun understand why people like to stay anonymous or come up with funny/weird nick names to hide their identity... seriously, dun understand.. if the person has the guts to scold someone, why dun take pride in what he/she has to say and do so openly.. it seriously defeats the whole purpose of scolding... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;an example would be Ms Cindy.. haha.. i know i keep using her as an example... she is a very "good" example to follow ma.. hahaha... in the past, she scolded me on my blog and decided to be very innovative by signing off as my mother... she said things like she din know what sex i was and how she regretted giving birth to me and blah blah blah... seriously, if u were my mum, wouldn't u know what sex is ur child? unless ur blind and couldn't see whether there was something extra between the legs.. or maybe deaf and blind so couldn't hear wat the doctor said... but my mum isn't both so.. dam lame rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok, for the benefit of doubt, maybe it wasn't her who wrote the comments... cos the person din own up in the end but seriously at time i did not offend anyone except her..actually,i din offend her at all.. haha.. anyway, back to the topic.. she likes to write comments about me on her blog as well.. she has called me lady/girl (x) or Dino or whatever other insulting name... if i din know the situation, it would seem that she was scolding any Sharon, Erica or another Cindy... haha... its like u wan scold the person, but in the end u dun say who and nobody knows who u are scolding... abit lame la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but yes, we must remember that it is her life and her blog and she can say whatever she wants to say on her blog... like wise, these are all my opinions and how i look at things... majority of the time, i would state the name of the people whom i am angry with... like if I'm insulting Cindy, i would just state Cindy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of cos there are exceptions such as Dominic since i do give him stupid nick names and its quite sianz to keep referring him as just plain Dominic.. lol... the entry of my sec sch frenz did not include names cos at that point in time, i wasn't blaming anyone in particular but just the general picture so i din find a need to include names... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and also, if i were to leave a tag on someones blog, i would definitely not call myself "mo xiao ling"...hahaha... this is to let Ms Cindy know if she were to suspect that i was the one who left those comments on her blog.. i usually go by the name, zhen, xiang, lxz or something along tt line which has some link to me one way or another... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;moral of the story is, if u wan scold, can, i welcome criticism of any kind.. just let me know who u are so i can see whether ur remarks are justifiable or not... or at least i can address the problem in a better way... seriously, if u wan ur identity to remain a secret then dun post such things becos in this world, nothing remains a secret forever... lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok, this entry is kind of lame and sarcastic but well, what do u expect from someone who isn't feeling well at the moment.. haha... so note to self, dun blog when u are sick.. u tend to be very sarcastic and insulting and lame when u are sick.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;toodles.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. I'm missing someone but not very terribly anymore.. can it be that I'm giving up already? or have i learnt to control? hmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-8196553799174443558?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/8196553799174443558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=8196553799174443558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8196553799174443558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8196553799174443558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8196553799174443558' title='comments'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-758132094111406009</id><published>2007-07-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:21:51.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking free</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Breaking Free&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am so breaking free from my depressing state... although, the depression really helped me to loose weight.. of cos, it was a very unhealthy way to do so.. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i decided that its time to let things go with the flow.. lol.. nah... that mind set still needs some working on to do.. lol.. the fact being that things actually settled... surprisingly... lol.. but all in all, things are more or less settled which i am thankful for... just got to get past this next 2 weeks and things should be right back to normal... rite? (nudge the person involved) lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, xue ting has been bugging me to upload the pictures.. haha... i din say it was annoying hor... its a good thing actually..lol.. it makes me remember to blog.. so thanks babe... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so here are some pics from an outing with my darlings last Thur... they were such sweet hearts and great pals.. they tried to cheer me up.. was so touch.. so sorry that i really wasn't in the mood and was still down.. u gals did a great job.. its was just me..so sorry... i promise the next outing i will make it up to u all.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092620096991231058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rqye_xEtfFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5Y9RhN78qTA/s320/DSC03163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PNX2: The loveliest, sweetest, most beautiful frenz a gal can ever wish for =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092620101286198370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyfABEtfGI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-v6SnTimEDQ/s320/DSC03164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ms Ah Pei and Ms Nerine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092620109876132978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyfAhEtfHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vFZA5iPakok/s320/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The two Xs: Xiang and Xue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092620114171100290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyfAxEtfII/AAAAAAAAAM0/yHOoHrCkJkQ/s320/DSC03167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;yummy deserts for all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092620118466067602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyfBBEtfJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/V0fqSJJKg10/s320/DSC03183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Neo-print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the neo-prints are kinda blur since i tried using my camera... but i guess that roughly can make out the faces so why not.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092621226567629986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqygBhEtfKI/AAAAAAAAANE/3YJpKYgICvs/s320/DSC03176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PNX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092621230862597298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqygBxEtfLI/AAAAAAAAANM/iZMOO6a7T04/s320/DSC03177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Where's nerine? she was doing SIP in China..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092621235157564610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqygCBEtfMI/AAAAAAAAANU/m77fHOFSYiI/s320/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Besties&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092621239452531922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqygCREtfNI/AAAAAAAAANc/yZ7EjlenjCo/s320/DSC03179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092621243747499234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqygChEtfOI/AAAAAAAAANk/zoihAOZoTQQ/s320/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;their goal was to make me happy.. and seriously, they succeeded =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;those gals even went all out to get me something to cheer me up.. i am so so blessed... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092622326079257842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyhBhEtfPI/AAAAAAAAANs/fO1xkNC4GOk/s320/DSC03171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Xue ting is currently working at this shop which is in Katong.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092622330374225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyhBxEtfQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/FEh_FSmJdEQ/s320/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and what better way to cheer someone up by getting them bright colourful deserts &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092622334669192466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RqyhCBEtfRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MprY9tJqG3g/s320/DSC03170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YUMMY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S. I am still missing someone terribly, bt now, i am learning to control =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-758132094111406009?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/758132094111406009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=758132094111406009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/758132094111406009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/758132094111406009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#758132094111406009' title='Breaking free'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rqye_xEtfFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5Y9RhN78qTA/s72-c/DSC03163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-4196980754238219151</id><published>2007-07-24T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:45:10.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Questions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven been blogging for some time as i dun really have the mood nor do i know how to express whats going on with my life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some shout outs first before i continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to Ms Cindy who has so much interest with my relationship, u really have nothing better to do yeah.. know its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life and u can do what u wan to do... but dun u get sick of it... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;, anyway, i have now come to a point where i cant be bothered what u wan to do to my relationship...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; u choose to chase him back and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; he wan u back, i wish both of u the best of luck and loads of happiness... so u may try though seriously, i doubt u will succeed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. with regards to my previous entry, i was in a foul mood when i wrote those things... i had no intentions of putting blame on people nor was my entry targeted at any one person but the whole general picture... when i wrote the entry, it was mainly my point of view and what i perceived the situation at that point in time.. maybe i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; have get the facts right before attempting to blog... however, at that time, i felt no need to get the facts right...thus, the result of my entry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lili&lt;/span&gt;, i know i have not been contacting to u.. esp after the incident...i hope that with regards to the incident, things have been cleared and u understand my feelings and my actions... truthfully, pride has caused me to loose contact with u over the days.. i think it is fair to say that u have told the others of my feelings and thoughts to the matter.. i felt that if so, i would not want to face u all as of yet and thus did not contact u all... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry.. i know we have a long history of friendship and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shouldn&lt;/span&gt; have let a silly argument or pride get in the way... however, also due to the fact that my life is rather complicated now, i hope u will understand how i feel... hopefully things will clear soon and my feelings towards the incident have dispersed than i will be able to face u properly once again.. till then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; take care and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; understand that i do cherish the 7 years of friendship that we share.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. to Celine, hopefully u are reading my blog as it seems that lately u r not picking up calls.. i hope all is well for u and i hope to hear from u soon... i miss talking to u loads... take care k? may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; dream to become a teacher be fulfilled... hugs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of ups and downs... the beauty of life is that we never know when our lives will go up or down and neither do we know what the future brings... to some is beauty to others is a nightmare... not knowing what will happen, plannings things that in the end dun go one's way can be gruelling to one's heart and mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is a saying that goes "behind every storm there is a silver lining" or something like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tt&lt;/span&gt;... though i am unsure of the main definition of this saying, my take of it is that there will be happiness after every problem or behind every problem, there is a miracle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is this true for every storm, every problem... will there always be silver lining? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;, i tot so..i tot that no matter what, everyone has a guardian angle who will protect them at time of need... or there is someone above who will watch over us and pave ways for miracles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is this really true? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another question, what is love.. what truly is love? how can one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;differentiate&lt;/span&gt; between want, need and love... where is the distinction between love and the habit of being together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me,love has always been about the heart missing that person dearly when the person is amiss, or the feeling of wanting to see the person smile and laugh everyday... the joy of being able to see, hug and kiss the person whom lies so close in the heart.... but is this really what love truly is? or is there more to love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, is really love about sacrificing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt;... just to make that person happy, ignoring one's own pain and suffering... is that really what love is about? is it to blindly follow the wishes and requests of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; love one even though it hurts to do, even if it means disregarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; own feelings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, is there a need for both parties to love each other for the relationship to continue? should one fall out of love does it signifies the end of the relationship? should the other party humbly bow out of the relationship or should he or she try his or her best to make the person fall in love with again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many questions... but who really has the answers... is the answers base on one's own perception or is there a general answer behind these questions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. from the above i guess u can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;decipher&lt;/span&gt; how my life has been, how confused i am... i made a huge mistake and the mistake has caused me much pain and confusion... will i be able to mend the mistake? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;, that is the question which lies in my mind, but the heaviest question of all questions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it time for the end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do not know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; missing someone terribly.. i really am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-4196980754238219151?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/4196980754238219151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=4196980754238219151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4196980754238219151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/4196980754238219151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4196980754238219151' title='questions'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-3456265154053015366</id><published>2007-07-03T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:04:31.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes to self</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Notes to Self&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not leave the house when you feel down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should there be a need to leave the house when you feel down, make sure u do not bring excess cash nor ur ATM card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When making friends, please do so wisely, otherwise u tend to get hurt easily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When doing assignment, finish it. Do not procrastinate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell ur BF wat u want, do not make him guess...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i seriously need to remember the above 5 points man.. otherwise i will go broke, get hurt and go crazy... here is the story of what happen...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friends wanted to plan a Kbox session this week.. last week, they asked me which day was i free to go for the session which would be held at night... as i had class on wed and thur in the mornings, i told them that Mon and Tues were the best days but i would prefer Mon since i had no class on Tues... However, it was made known that one or two of them would not be free and therefore it was changeto Tues...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, i called one of the girls to get the details with regards to today's outing... during the phone call, i came to realise that actually the group was already having an outing.. an outing which i was not informed of... if this were the first time, i would have brush it off but this being not the first, i felt hurt... it seemed that the girl who actually could not make it on Mon was actally already out with them.. in other words, i was told a lie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i have known them since Sec 1 and tot they were the only few sec sch friends that i have kept in contact with.. it hurt deeply to know that this sort of things were going on without me knowing.. (this is in line with note No. 3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i called bf during his work.. initially i did not want to tell bf what was going on knowing full well that he would have just insulted my friends which to me would not help the matter.. so i told him that i was bored which was partially true since my parents were away in Malaysia and the two younger ones were at sch... bf just told me to go find things to occupy myself and said nothing else.. thus i was more hurt that he could not see that something else was on my mind. however, i decided to put it aside...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;unfortunately, i am at times a selfish brat who wants her bf to do things out of the ordinary or to do stuff for the gf without her asking.. thus, i was hopping that he would sense my mood and offer to come and keep me company... well, things turn out for the worse with us getting into a huge argument and making me even more depressed... (note No. 5) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;in the end, i did ask him to come over and in the end did tell him the matter and as predicted he did insult them... to him, these sort of friends were not worth having..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so now i was in a predicament.. should i listen to my bf, or just brush the whole issue aside... after bf left, i decided to confide in steffi and xue ting... steffi's advice was almost the same as bf.. while xue ting told me to follow my heart... haiz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;today, i decided to start on my assignment.. so far i had just started on the draft and never go around doing the main write up... so i woke up and started.. however, i had to stop half-way as i needed to prepare to give tuition at Simei.. so with that i left..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;bf had to go out with his friend today and could not accompany me... not knowing who would be at home, i was not keen on being alone in the house esp when i was feeling down.. with that, i went walking around east point and Tampines...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;when one's feel sad, one tends to get things for him or her ownself to cheer them up.. this is esp true for girls.. i am not an impulsive shopper by nature nor do i really shop alot.. however, today i decided that given my mood, some necessary cheering up was needed... thus in a short frame of 1hr, i spent more than 50 bucks on unnecessary stuff...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;example would be a pouch for my ipod that was worth $13 (i seriously did not bother to check the price, i just took and pay).. a few shorts and other miscellaneous stuff... thus, note 1 and 2 surfaces... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and now, i have no mood to continue on my assignment which leads to note No. 4..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so there u are, the story behind the notes.. i seriously need to keep them noted somewhere.. otherwise if this continues, die...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, this entry is kinda saddening, so to spice it up, here are some pics..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newest Hobby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It started of with me getting a gold chain to replace the one that was broken for one of my necklaces... there was excess chain left so i decided to make a braclet out of it.. that i gave to bf mum since i tot she like gold stuff..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i then went to see online shopping stuff when bf intro a brand call Juicy Conture.. i also read abt it in Xiaxue's blog and decided to take a look.. i fell in love with their charm bracelets which were super expensive.. so in the end i went to search for sites that sold charms and from then on i started doing my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966215074253842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS14bQDBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WB1d4f8TM3A/s320/DSC03035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;very simple one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966219369221154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS2IbQDCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/BIt1iLfgeDs/s320/DSC03036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;decided to give it to my mum&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966223664188466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS2YbQDDI/AAAAAAAAAME/NSyAYlFOmx8/s320/DSC03040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the star is actually from an earing.. lost one side so decided to use the star &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966227959155778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS2obQDEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/AXyn3lBCRvc/s320/DSC03054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;newest edition.. no repeating charms..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966240844057682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS3YbQDFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lWMbhMvPBKQ/s320/DSC03058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;butterfly, crown, heart, leaf, angel, flower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;trying to find coloured charms but quite hard to find.. either cannot find or too expensive to find.. anyway, heard China town has alot of places that sell charms and pendants.. hopefully can go and see soon.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-3456265154053015366?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/3456265154053015366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=3456265154053015366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3456265154053015366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/3456265154053015366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3456265154053015366' title='Notes to self'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RopS14bQDBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WB1d4f8TM3A/s72-c/DSC03035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6734375118747980959</id><published>2007-06-28T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:28:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to show my existece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Show My Existence&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just to show that i am currently still alive, i am here to blog for awhile... lol.. been busy with school, gaming and my current craze, online shopping... lol... busy busy busy... plus, i have taken up the hobby of making my own necklaces and charm bracelets... nah... none of them are for sale.. not going 2 vie wth theincreasing online stores... just making to past time and also for those around me... realise that its much cheaper to buy pendants and interchange with different chains.. hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm quite lazy to elaborate further so i will post pictures instead k? a picture speaks a thousand words.. plus, my eyes are quite sore... hope i am not getting an eye infection.. i'm so dependent on my contacts... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are mainly abt gaming, recent outing with gals and old random photos of me,me and bf...haven been taking much photos plus my online shopping stuff photos are still in my hp.. of cos, there isn't much to take abt sch too.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog soon... Majong session with childhood friend Steph, her siblings, my siblings and bf tml..shld be loads of fun since parents are away for cousins's wedding.. lol... hopefully will take pics yeah... till then... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Recent Gaming Craze&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PIbQC8I/AAAAAAAAALM/T2mFWPNDjLM/s1600-h/main_shopmaniaLogo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081104076168498114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PIbQC8I/AAAAAAAAALM/T2mFWPNDjLM/s320/main_shopmaniaLogo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PYbQC9I/AAAAAAAAALU/Tx16v8OB418/s1600-h/main_lewis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081104080463465426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PYbQC9I/AAAAAAAAALU/Tx16v8OB418/s320/main_lewis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ShopMania: A very stressful game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PobQC-I/AAAAAAAAALc/91t_kFyIICs/s1600-h/Background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081104084758432738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PobQC-I/AAAAAAAAALc/91t_kFyIICs/s320/Background.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Burger Rush: A stressful game for Bf (dun understand y though..lol)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PobQC_I/AAAAAAAAALk/ofatvxdJORk/s1600-h/Background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081104084758432754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PobQC_I/AAAAAAAAALk/ofatvxdJORk/s320/Background.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Burger Island: Very fun game of making burgers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1QIbQDAI/AAAAAAAAALs/0g-fOF_C4Xk/s1600-h/Background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081104093348367362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1QIbQDAI/AAAAAAAAALs/0g-fOF_C4Xk/s320/Background.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diner Dash 2: Can find this game anywhere and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recent Outing with Sec Sch gals (more to come)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081101958749621106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzT4bQC3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/zY3ySTdFaVw/s320/Picture_146%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; recent clubbing outing to welcome Zhi Hui Back&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzUYbQC4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/s2ky9gruvoI/s1600-h/Picture_147.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081101967339555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzUYbQC4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/s2ky9gruvoI/s320/Picture_147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ex 4/6 girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Photos of me and Bf&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzUobQC5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/oGSYERs4TI4/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081101971634523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzUobQC5I/AAAAAAAAAK0/oGSYERs4TI4/s320/DSC02687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a random photo of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzU4bQC6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/mMyj4Q5q184/s1600-h/DSC02689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081101975929490338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzU4bQC6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/mMyj4Q5q184/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random photo of me and bf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzVYbQC7I/AAAAAAAAALE/3n8lA61oZ6A/s1600-h/DSC02727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081101984519424946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoOzVYbQC7I/AAAAAAAAALE/3n8lA61oZ6A/s320/DSC02727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tongues out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-6734375118747980959?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6734375118747980959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6734375118747980959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734375118747980959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734375118747980959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6734375118747980959' title='to show my existece'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RoO1PIbQC8I/AAAAAAAAALM/T2mFWPNDjLM/s72-c/main_shopmaniaLogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-7749317511821931720</id><published>2007-06-06T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:03:35.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am happy, I am glad, I finally found out, I finally found out how to do my archive... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yipee.. i am a genius.. i was looking at my blog and i was feeling vexed that i couldn't view my past entries.. plus, every time i added a new one, one more would be gone.. which was quite saddening... so i tot and tot.. and Eureka, i did it... i manage to find a way to do the coding for my archive.. the first time i tried, my entries were all over the page and not obediently in the place assigned to them... which made my whole blog look messy and ugly.. so i decided to scratch the idea of having an archive corner... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but now, TADAH!!! i did it.. so proud of myself.. especially since i am a total IT nut... can't wait to tell My IT guy about it.. he is currently sleeping since he has to work tml.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by the way, i am feeling much better... my IT guy came over today even though i told him it wasn't necessary.. but he was so sweet... anyway, he came over and had dinner and as promised brought me to drink bubble tea completely violating what my mum said.. lol... then we did a little retail therapy and now i have a brand new bag for school.. yipee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so a little retail theraohy and loads of love from my IT guy really makes a sick girl happy =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.s. if u realise, there is a double meaning to "my IT guy" with "IT" as the abbreviation of "Information Technology" and "IT" as really "&lt;em&gt;IT"...&lt;/em&gt; u know, the guy i wanna marry =) toodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-7749317511821931720?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7749317511821931720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7749317511821931720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7749317511821931720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7749317511821931720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7749317511821931720' title='Happy Happy'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8791816498432842009</id><published>2007-06-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:38:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Spongebob&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nope.. i am not referring to the cartoon or their life performance that is held in Singapore (though i have to say that the real-life Spongebob looks hideous and totally unlike the cartoon with his head sticking out like tt...), but to the square yellow pillow with a face that i not long ago sewed for my baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when i had my attachment at NUS, me and baby went to Ikea to get a pillow for me to lean on so that my back wouldn hurt so much... also since everyone in the office had one, i tot "join the club"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so we headed to Ikea one fine day and we ended up getting two square yellow pillows... two becos i was thinking that dear would also like having one at his office so that when he takes a nap it would be more comfortable.. but well, the poor pillow ended up fighting for attention on his crowded bed.. anyway, mind did ended up in the office after which my place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so around last month or so, i was at home, super bored and super alone.. needed something to take my mind off things.. so i tot to myself that since our 2 yrs 3 months is approaching soon, why not make a gift for him.. and so, i took the nearest thing around me that i tot i could work with.. and since i was lying on the bed, the yellow pillow was the first thing that caught my attention.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i did made a pillow for him before.. or rather it was a bought heart-shape with hands pillow and i sewed on his name and made it into a smiling face.. but sadly, the poor pillow ended up in his cupboard with a rubber-band on its side as it had a huge hole in it.. baby said it was proof that it was well loved and used.. just not well taken care of... haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i tot that an Ikea pillow wouldn suffer such a bad fate ba... and to make sure, i double sewed everything.. so i made some sketches which turned out like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072974883209201602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbTx0wpx8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/xqHB2R5xEFo/s320/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072962595307767474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbImkwpxrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nB_-z72mRN8/s320/DSC02856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072962608192669394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbInUwpxtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qF9SKT6cV5c/s320/DSC02862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sketch quite a number for both sides of the pillow... even asked my siblings for their opinion... and as discreetly as possible, i tried to ask baby what he wanted.. and from my interpretation, i decided upon this two..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072962612487636706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbInkwpxuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CTnxL3RGkQ0/s320/DSC02858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072962616782604018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbIn0wpxvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HQ6EMlC_n7w/s320/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;cute rite.. lol.. but sketching was the easy part.. the hard part was sewing.. i confessed that the first pillow i did for him, i had loads of help from my mum.. hahaha... i am just not those girly girls who can sew, cook, do flower arrangements and other stuff.. unfortunately, no help from mum this time round she wasn in Singapore.. darn.. so here it went..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072965206647883522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbK-kwpxwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fvE6e3K-tK4/s320/DSC02839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;first step was drawing the stuff with a pencil on the pillow, which seems easy but it wasn as it was hard to draw on that material... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072965215237818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbK_EwpxxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JbfLUK6Y4Ww/s320/DSC02840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;then i had to sew the outline of the heart..yes, i sewed the outline.. i did not take the easy way out and used a black marker instead.. thats why it isn't as pretty.. haiz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072965219532785442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbK_UwpxyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jnb4w1vJBEw/s320/DSC02841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;next was filling the hearts with red thread... tot it would be easy.. just cover the yellow part... again, i was wrong.. in the end it was a protruding heart as certain parts i had to do many layers to make sure it was well covered.. but oh well,gave a 3D effect.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072965223827752754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbK_kwpxzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Jzu7IrOhqcU/s320/DSC02854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;then it was on to the second heart... yeah yeah.. it isn't that pretty when its close up.. but when its far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072965228122720066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbK_0wpx0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/pydLm62erxU/s320/DSC02843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ttttaaadddaaahhh... not so bad rite...considering i was just a beginner.. lol... was pretty proud of myself... well.. the job was 1/4 done... the next part was the pictures.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967959721920338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbNe0wpx1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ps0asrUlMEE/s320/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;the pictures look like real developed pictures because they are real developed pictures...and no, i did not sew the pictures directly onto a pillow.. what i did was take an A4 size transparent file and sewed that file onto the pillow.. it was dam hard since the file was hard... but it paid off... now, not only the pictures are well protected from drool, but they can be interchange with other pictures since it can be removed.. smart rite.. my inspiration.. Goong/Princess Hours.. nice rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, half of the work was done.. now it was the other side that needed some spicing up.. haha.. i should have just stop with one side of the pillow.. but well, i was still bored and i tot that since i was getting the hang of it, why not continue.. so here it went..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967964016887650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbNfEwpx2I/AAAAAAAAAJU/t6RUtN0FzNE/s320/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;heart number one... hundred percent sewing here.. okok.. the outline was with a black market.. but well, i was getting tired.. so can't be blame.. hee hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967972606822258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbNfkwpx3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/wIdo9-qdUU4/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;two hearts beating as one.. and yes, my one looks nicer... cos i did mine second and u know what they always say "practice makes perfect".. lol.. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967976901789570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbNf0wpx4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qBcZXs4KpKs/s320/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the face... cute rite.. hahaha... i have no idea why baby chose the fang over bunny teeth, tongue and other cuter stuff... hahaha.. but well, it is still cute and unique.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072967981196756882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbNgEwpx5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/dcXRO8TMKB0/s320/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and last but not least, the face is done.. isn't it adorable.. lol... it was really an accomplishment for a girl like me.. lol... but the job was only 3/4 done... there was a final msg that needed to be written..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, u can't have such a sweet and beautiful present without some sweet words rite.. of cos, the front said "DNX Journey" but where was the love... so in the end, i decided to add a post script.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072971434350462882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbQpEwpx6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NJP_VFAyNDQ/s320/DSC02875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072971442940397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbQpkwpx7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/43vC05gSLx8/s320/DSC02879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and finally the job was done... perfect.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mind you, i completed the whole thing in a week.. and everyday i was out at Amore during the day... so this whole project was done during the wee hours of the morning... touching rite.. hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, i dubbed it spongebob since i couldn think of any other name for it..lol.. currently it is at my place.. i did brought it to his but well, lets just say it came back.. baby reason is that if it is at his place, it will end up a stinky spongebob.. lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;note to self: need to take pics of baby hugging spongebob... hee hee.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-8791816498432842009?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/8791816498432842009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=8791816498432842009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8791816498432842009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8791816498432842009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8791816498432842009' title='Spongebob'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmbTx0wpx8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/xqHB2R5xEFo/s72-c/DSC02857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-7987725263475371671</id><published>2007-06-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:22:14.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bitches&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now, considering that i am sick and currently emotionally depressed, this may seem very harsh but its truly how i feel and so its strictly my opinion... if u share my opinion too, congrats, if not, just go type in another person's blog address...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;some girls can be a real bitch, slut and an overall pain in an ass... seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just read Xiaxue's blog where she was ranting on how she can't stand girls from foreign county who try to steal Singapoe men... and she continued on to state how she can't stand the vast majority of men as they feel that it is alrite that their fellow guys sleep around since it is a "guy thing"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then Ms Cindy also commented in her blog about how she shared Ms Xiaxue's sentiments of the topic as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fine.. i understand that it is totally their opinion and they have the right of freedom of speech... but seriously, to me, its all bull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so if foreign women snatch Singapore men it is a super horrible and hellish thing to do.. but Singapore women snatching foreign guys are not.. wtf... just becos these foreign women are maids who need or want the extra cash, it makes them sluts... but rich, pretty Singaporeans who sleep with Ang Mohs' for maybe the same reason are not... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;serious bullshit... i agree if these women spoil a relationship or a marriage then yeah, they are sluts and they should be condemmed... but please, Singapore women are the same... Ms Cindy for example and alot more... so should we now classify her as a cheap slut too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;some people condemmed other people without looking at themselves first.. just becos they may be of higher education and higher status makes them more worthy to sleep around... its crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am super pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just read through Xiaxue's comment box hopping to find that there are actually more sane and unbitchy people around... guess not... there were so many who actually approved... dam.. so appalling.. me and dear dear were having a conversation just an hr before on how there is not one girl who becomes pretty and her characters still stays as the nice girl-next-door... either they became more stress and paranoid or they became slutty n bitchy... we tried to find a real life example, but couldn come up with one.. so sad.. what in the world is the wold coming to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, thats my own personal opinion... tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-7987725263475371671?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7987725263475371671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7987725263475371671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7987725263475371671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7987725263475371671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7987725263475371671' title='bitches'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8633974574354332370</id><published>2007-06-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:54:31.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music and Lyrics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="09"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music and Lyrics soundtrack lyrics -- Don't Write Me Off .. Hugh Grant&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's never been easy for me&lt;br /&gt;To find words that go along with a melody&lt;br /&gt;But this time there's actually somthing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;So please forgive these few brief awkward lines&lt;br /&gt;Since I met you my whole life has changed&lt;br /&gt;It's not just the furniture you re-arranged&lt;br /&gt;I was living in the past&lt;br /&gt;But somehow you brought me back&lt;br /&gt;and I havn't felt like this since before Frankie said relaxand&lt;br /&gt;now I know based on my track record&lt;br /&gt;I may not seem like the safest bet&lt;br /&gt;All I'm asking you is&lt;br /&gt;Don't write me off just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I've been telling myself the same old story&lt;br /&gt;That I'm happy to live off my so called formor glorys&lt;br /&gt;but you've given me a reasonto take another chance&lt;br /&gt;now I need you inspite the fact&lt;br /&gt;that you've killed all my plantsand now I know&lt;br /&gt;that i've already blown more chances&lt;br /&gt;then anyone should ever get&lt;br /&gt;all I'm asking you isdon't write me off just yet&lt;br /&gt;don't write me off just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Music and Lyrics soundtrack lyrics -- Way Back Into Love .. Hugh Grant &amp;amp; Haley Bennett &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feelI need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;meaningful and nice lyrics from the movie Music and Lyrics...it was a very nice and moving show... and i just love the music of the movie... it really showcase wat love is about and how people feel... superb show... if u haven watch it, go and rent the movie k? its worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on a heavier note, i hope that my dear daughter, Lili, has settled her problems.. feel very very guilty that i caused the rift between her and Darren... if u are reading this babe, please accept my heartfelt apologies and i hope that everything will work out... no matter what i will be here for u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on a sad note, i am not feeling well.. haiz.. having the worst headache with a fever and a sore throat... horrible.. haven felt so horrible... probably cos emotionally i feel very wrecked too so it just adds on to my misery.. as the saying goes "misery loves company" =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i shall end this entry here, cos its a nice entry... the next one isn't so pleasant... so, toodles.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;missing u loads Mr. TLC =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-8633974574354332370?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/8633974574354332370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=8633974574354332370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8633974574354332370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/8633974574354332370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8633974574354332370' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6734221004319653282</id><published>2007-06-04T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:13:33.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What a life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okie... the testing entry worked.. yipee... so here comes the serious stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My life sux... totally, absolutely, no doubt about it sux... nothing makes sense in my life rite now and things dun seem to be moving towards the positive direction.. dam... i doubt things can get worse, but hey, i have been wrong before and i can bet that i might be wrong again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiz.. i want to shout, to scream, to cry, to whine, to burst out... in general, i just have alot of emotions ranging in this fat body of mine and i dun know how much more i can take... HAIZ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God (in a general term, since i dun believe in IT anymore), HELP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a positive note, i had a blast when my dear old cousin men came to Singapore for a short vacation before his main one in Phuket... lucky fellow... i too have graduated yet i am still stuck in Singapore... darn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, played host for two of his 3 days here in Singapore... also got the opportunity to intro Mr. TLC to him... hahaha.. and the verdict... i have my cousin's utmost approval... yipee... it was great that they got along.. too great in fact that both of then started to gang up on me and started to insult me.. hmph... but oh well, it was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;brought him to alot of places in a short span of 4 hours.. pretty proud of myself for being such a great host and tour guide... lol.. lets see our itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met at Bugis MRT station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had lunch at Pasta Mania, followed by tour of Bugis Village where he got a bag at a very god price... we then had two rounds of Mario Kart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;walked to Raffles City where we just passed through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to City link and had Gelare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to Esplanade for some sight seeing followed by a trip to the Merlion..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walked back to city link and headed to Suntec City where the idiot actually bought a headphone for 130 bucks.. siao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then headed to Candy Empire at Millennium Walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Headed to Marina Square for some light shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;day ended with a nice and filling dinner at Imperial kitchen and he took the bus back with Mr. TLC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;not bad rite... a rather extensive coverage of the city area.. lol... anyway, had loads of fun.. at time i wish i actually had cousins who stayed in Singapore.. some times i am rather envious of my friends who are too busy to meet me as they have plans with their relatives... so those who have this pleasure, dun take it for granted k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;of cos, before his timely arrival, i had 4 wonderful days with Mr. TLC and my two younger siblings... which suddenly seems long long ago after what happen today.. well, that shall b another entry ba.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;pics..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072565525581252194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVfeEwpxmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5u8X1qkbJMg/s320/DSC02917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the dude&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072565529876219506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVfeUwpxnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nRwdOFCjK_Y/s320/DSC02919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;our desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072565534171186818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVfekwpxoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3_rclEYBeM0/s320/DSC02922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cuz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mr. TLC tot the pics look as if we were a couple.. lol... he got jealous of the neoprints we took too.. which will have to wait till i can find a scanner.. Mr. TLC was wondering why we (me and Mr. TLC) dun have as many cute posses.. lol.. looks like u do have acting cute abilities cuz... lol.. pass...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, there are more pics in his camera.. so will have till wait till he gets backs to Malyasia... i realise we din take a grp pic.. dam.. oh well, another time... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;some more pics to make Mr. TLC doesn get to eat vinegar... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072565538466154130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVfe0wpxpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UMsYUBKybhY/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and Mr. TLC =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072565542761121442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVffEwpxqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kfyJd9t8CuU/s320/DnX+Collage+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created by urs truly and is currently the desktop pic of Mr. TLC and my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;toodles for now =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;如果可以，我愿意不要想。。 如果可以，我也想原谅你。。 但是，到此维持，我还不能。。 对不起。。 你最倒霉是有我当你的。。。请不要在逼我了。。 要不然，我真的会崩溃的。。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(for those who understand, good for u.. if u dun, too bad.. dun pester me for details)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/25603753-6734221004319653282?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6734221004319653282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6734221004319653282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734221004319653282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6734221004319653282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6734221004319653282' title='What a life'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RmVfeEwpxmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5u8X1qkbJMg/s72-c/DSC02917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-669562159280256878</id><published>2007-06-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:49:04.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New and improve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;New and Improved&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yipee... a new skin, a new outlook, new life?? lol.. i wish... anyway, was getting tired of the old one... quite troublesome to keep clicking different parts to view different areas.. so decided that its time for change... and a change to something more convenient too.. hee heee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the only problem is that i cant seem to add the archive part to view my past entries.. dam... oh well, will firgure it out sooner or later ba.. so let me apologise first if u cant see the older entires.. bear with me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah yeah... the whole dam skin is PINK... lol... so unlike me and my previous skins which were all black.. lol... but well, the main area is black and the words are in white... so yeah.. its nice.. lol... plus, there is music now... sweet love music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;been looking for this song.. if u noticed my previous entry... my dear Mr. TLC did the honours of making me a happier gf by finding the song for me... thanks bao bei!!! its a super nice and meaningful song.. and it was used in a very nice serial... Mars Vs Venus.. superb show man... hahaha... alot of insight to my life... loads of lessons to learn from too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, this is a testing post... need to make sure that i can post entries or else it would be rather pointless to have a new skin rite.. hahaha... so stay tune... enjoy the song =)&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/25603753-669562159280256878?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/669562159280256878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=669562159280256878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/669562159280256878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/669562159280256878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#669562159280256878' title='New and improve'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-2802111395959198835</id><published>2007-05-21T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T03:03:51.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Would you be there&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i would blue would you be there for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and whispher in my ear its ok...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and say you love me one more time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i feel good would you slow dance with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and touch my lips with tender loving care...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and never look back...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to take my breath away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you say that your love is always true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to take my breath away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you be there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i am away would you stll think of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wish that you could hold me now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the way... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me...&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true...&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away...&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me...&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that your love is always true...&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away...&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Redwan Ali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the lyrics is written by what i hear and so may be incorrect.. i can't seem to find the song... can anyone find the music and lyrics for me? anyone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情是很伟大吗？一个人真的能够为他所爱的人付出一切吗？我好希望我唯一爱的人能够这样对我。。。 我也希望我也能够这样为他付出一切。。 可是两个不同想法，看法和兴趣可以这样做吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心里真的好乱。。 我好爱他，但事看起来我的只带给他痛苦和悲哀。。 我因该放弃了吗？我对他的爱可以那么伟大吗？如果我没有那么爱他，我是不是会比较不用关心和在乎他吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;为什么我要想那么多呢？为什么我要在乎那么多呢？我可以为他改而接受他现在的看法和想法吗？在人生中，为什么要有那么多“为什么”呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;对我来说，如果我爱一个人，我不会想对他说他的缺点，因为我知道人听到自己的缺点是一种不好的感觉。。 所以，我为何要说出他的缺点而伤害他呢？每个人都不是完美的，只看你要不要接受他所有的缺点和优点或比此比此的改给对方。。 我为你所改的地方你看到了吗 你欣赏了吗？如果我要你为我而改，你肯吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我知道对你来说，你已经为我改了很多。。 你为我而放弃很多东西。。 我真的看到了和很感谢你为我的付出。。 可能我真的是对你有很多要求吧。。现在你看不到我们两人一起的未来 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;， 这样怎么办? 我们该继续交往下去吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我好乱。。 我很累。。 但是，我为什么还不能放弃， 不能停着爱你。。 我不要失去你。。 我该怎么做才能让我们快乐的交往下去呢？可以告诉我吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i always knew that i was not close with my family... that there was always a wedge in between.. i could never really sit down and talk to them, and share with them my thoughts and feelings... i was always not at home too.. but today, it really really shook me that i did not know what was happening within my family.. that such a big thing was going on and yet i was totally unaware...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i wanted to run away from my own problems.. i din wan to go home and cry in my room and make my family worried.. but my sis needed me.. hearing her cry over the phone really broke my heart and made me realise how much i have negleted her over the years... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;gone were the days where all 4 of us would sit on my bed and measure how big our ears, eyes and face was... gone were the days where i would bring them out for ice cream or play at the playground...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it hurts when i saw my parents caring and talking to my sis.. it hurts even more that my mum told my sis abt stuff but not me... i do not blame them, i blame myself... since young, i have always wish that i could have the same relationship and friendship that my friends had with their parents... where i could open up to them and share everything... for years i have yearn for the attention that they showered over my siblings.. why am i so different from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my dad did not know how much i have gone through.. yet he scolded me.. for years i told myself to open up to them, yet i always fail... instead, all my pain is burried deep in my heart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to whom can i share my troubles.. who will really listen to what i say and really understand how i feel... no matter how many friends i have, i somehow cant find someone who can and is willing to understand me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it hurts.. it really hurts... can anyone feel and take away my pain? anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-2802111395959198835?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/2802111395959198835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=2802111395959198835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2802111395959198835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2802111395959198835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2802111395959198835' title='would you be there'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-2694479429081320174</id><published>2007-05-17T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:53:12.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not as expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Not as Expected&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after waiting for more than 2 months for an acceptance letter from any of the universities, i have finally receive one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Singapore Institute of Management (SIM) has offered me a position for their next intake in their accountancy program... i will be getting an overseas degree from a well-known business university in Australia (RMIT) in 2 short years instead of the usual 3-4 years duration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what was my reaction... tears... unfortunately, it wasn't tears of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these few days have been a rollercoaster for me... my heart is in a constant state of turmoil and confusion... at times, i really dun know what to do other than to lie on my bed, hug Coco and cry till i have no more tears left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have been anticipating this letter for 2 months and all along the thought of receiving this letter would usually make me eager and excited... instead, i cried... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiz... i have no idea what is going on in my life... i just feel tired of everything around me.. just plain tired... i am just plain confuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to add to my confuse state of heart, now i have to have a confuse state of mind.. as i am now deciding upon which university and degree i should accept... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;why can't university be a compulsory thing... why must there be so much competition and struggle... haiz... so headache... i thought i had my whole life figure out.. what i wanted to study.. what i wanted to work as... whom i wanted to marry and how many kids and what breed of dog that i would get... but nothing seems to be going as plan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its true... we can't always have things our way... yet why, especially girls think and dream so much... why do we have so many hopes and dreams.. it only proves to ruin us when they do not come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i need to settle my life once and for all.. and fast.. or else i might just loose everything... what does Xiang Zhen want in her life? what do i want in my future? can anyone direct me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm so tired... so confuse... God, help me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-2694479429081320174?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/2694479429081320174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=2694479429081320174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2694479429081320174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2694479429081320174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2694479429081320174' title='Not as expected'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6664387599934243805</id><published>2007-05-06T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:43:42.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage Kor &amp; pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bonn Voyage Kor &amp; pics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kor kor is off to Germany for a 3 month holiday cum internship with Yen Shan... so lucky... how i wish me and dear dear can go fo an overseas trip too... seems like everyone around me is going overseas except me.. boo hoo... i wan to go overseas too.. even if it is to Genting i also dun mind wor.. dear dear, when will we be able to go overseas together... -dreamz....- hee hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, din send my bro off at the airport since cant fit into a taxi and now there is the mid night surcharge.. well, its 3 months... time pass very fast de ba... probably if dear dear was the one who went overseas time will pass super slowly.. phew.. thank God.. lol.. anyway, i hope kor will have a safe and fun trip.. hope he remembers to buy me stuff from Germany.. hee hee... especially chocolate... yummy.. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me and dear dear had ur hair cut earlier today... the first cut was seriously heart breaking... one who chunk cut off... -sadz- subsequently it wasn so bad but still... missing my long hair.. hahaha.. my new current hair style is nice too.. hee hee... i like.. lol.. dear dear likes it too.. i asked him many times whether he would still love me even without my long hair.. and after much reassurance and persuasion, i decided that it was high time to start a new style.. hee hee.. i haven cut my hair since i perm it... my hair was way below mt bra strap.. now, its above... sob sob.. oh well, i still like my hair.. hee hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i was hopping that after i cut my hair i would look younger than dear dear.. than people will stop assuming that we are 姐弟恋... but then, dear dear new hair style also makes him look young... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-shucks- oh well, boh bian ba.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday me and dear dear had steam boat at the usual place at bugis...which reminds me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ladies and gentlemen, please be cautioned not to try 天天火锅... please dun be fooled by the lovely and captivating ads tat u see on TV... i can assure u that the real deal is nothing like wat u see on TV... the service is horrible, the food spread limited and the soup nothing special.. plus, the price is super not worth it.. have u ever had steam boat and had to pay for the soup as well? usually its one price.. but not there... u have to pay additional 10 bucks above the 16 plus bucks for the soup... WTH... eating there cost us 50 over bucks... and there wasn even crab...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the bugis one is so much better... its only 26 bucks yet there is crab, prawn, 3 types of meat and they even have watermelon.. and, its all u can eat... i think i ate more than 5 crabs yesterday... hahaha.. and not to worry, the ingredients are super fresh.. super nice.. super money worth.. hahaha.. at 天天 we ate for only 50 mins then left.. and i only ate one round and i din have any appetite... at the bugis one, i ate 5 crabs, 3 corns and dun know how many servings of cuttlefish, squid, meat, mushroom, watermelon.. hahaha... the endless list.. we ate for more than an hour la.. hahaha.. super delicious... so worth it... hee hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dear dear made the meal even more memorable by saying how much he is happy that he is with me... why? cos i very easy going.. i dun have to eat high class food all the time and i dun even need to have air con... so dear dear can bring me to eat a kind of food at different areas.. haha.. so nice... in return, my dad brings him to eat all the high class food for free... lol.. fair trade rite... example, on my bday, dear dear brought me to eat something simple.. and when my family celebrated, we ate at Family, which was previously known as Paris.. hee hee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, enuf abt food.. i had a great dinner today... too bad dear din come.. but he was very sweet.. my family did invite him to come for farewell dinner for my bro but he decline as he wanted it to be my family dinner with no outsiders.. sweet rite.. he missed out on my mums good food which consisted of seafood from Japan and KK... oh well, dear will be coming over tml for both lunch and dinner.. hee hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, lets post pics now.. need to post all my old hairstyle pics.. hahaha.. tml onwards, it will be pictures with my new hairstyle wor.. lol.. stay tune =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures from "camp" (13 Apr)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;had suki sushi at Cineleisure.. followed by Mario at Suntec.. Starbucks and a walk at Marina Square =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131381586089762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjzALTEFVyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gNyI-DNIhG4/s320/DSC02634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061129530455185042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy-fjEFVpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GzWnOvjEs2U/s320/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061129539045119650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy-gDEFVqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0gcmS2Bwt0M/s320/DSC02639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061129543340086962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy-gTEFVrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JqF5nrIxiHk/s320/DSC02644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061129551930021570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy-gzEFVsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3_doZQ_y5FE/s320/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131102413215442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy_7DEFVtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gGCboqgfGos/s320/DSC02646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131111003150050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy_7jEFVuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5SK_y5NvWZQ/s320/DSC02653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131115298117362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy_7zEFVvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CqekbZ8K3FQ/s320/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131123888051970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy_8TEFVwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/H4WiU7TYZ-E/s320/DSC02657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061131128183019282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rjy_8jEFVxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/X-zkAWzQSpk/s320/DSC02655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha... want to post more... but quite tired... tml have to shower babies... so i think i will turn it le.. nitey nite people... have pleasant dreams... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6664387599934243805?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6664387599934243805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6664387599934243805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6664387599934243805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6664387599934243805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6664387599934243805' title='Bon Voyage Kor &amp; pics'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjzALTEFVyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gNyI-DNIhG4/s72-c/DSC02634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5932934335325272868</id><published>2007-05-03T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T02:05:29.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;u&gt;I miss...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjOgTEFViI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZRcr31MOtI/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060021235619288610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjOgTEFViI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZRcr31MOtI/s320/DSC02611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss watching sunsets with bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060024439664891442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjRazEFVjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pBbbuDTHWKM/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss watching bf play his games&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060024443959858754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjRbDEFVkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fTgaZzB98-I/s320/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i miss cooking for bf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060024448254826066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjRbTEFVlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MgTtLh3J6j0/s320/DSC02674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss acting cute with bf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060024456844760674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjRbzEFVmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qITrUpwM_eY/s320/DSC02640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss kissing bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060024461139727986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjRcDEFVnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nb-qyFxKq_A/s320/DSC02678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I MISS HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yeah.. i know.. i am pathetic.. i saw him on Tuesday and its only been 1 day and i miss him terribly... i am so dead if i were to go overseas for studies or work.. so so dead... =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I MISS DOMINIC HUANG JIAN QUAN!!! i miss him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5932934335325272868?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5932934335325272868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5932934335325272868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5932934335325272868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5932934335325272868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5932934335325272868' title='i miss'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RjjOgTEFViI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FZRcr31MOtI/s72-c/DSC02611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-7756846057983756009</id><published>2007-04-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:33:36.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;幸福&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;do u know when is a girl most 幸福? is when the guy of her dreams, of her tots and her one and only true love sings her a good night song.. and not any song, but a love song so sweet and romantic that even an interesting game will be forgotten and all fears and insecurities are put at ease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;girls natuarally feel more insecure and our instincts are always on the dot... probably why we make such good mothers... but at times, this may prove to be more of a curse than a blessing... we tend to think more and let our imagination run wild.. and thus, we tend to get panicky when our intuition radar is on and something seems amiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i admit that my ideas, thoughts and feelings are somewhat, or more truthfully, far far different from dear's... lets put it this way, the phrase "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" its a good way to describe our differences... but somehow we manage to pull through till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sure we have our arguments.. who doesnt.. and i admit that arguing over the same thing over and over again is a definite pain in the ass... people ask me why not end this relationship once and for all and find someone better.. well, here is a very simple answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we may have our differences, we may argue over tiny little things, but the fact remains that i love him.. he can hurt me to the extrems, make me cry my heart out and make me pissed like hell, but deep down inside he is still the one.. he is the one that i adore and would try hard to forgive no matter what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now take note, the key word is forgive... and not forget... which is probably a bad thing cos i would rather both come nicely in a package.. but i guess thats gals.. we can forgive but cant forget... probably why i am driving dear to exasperation by mentioning her.. its not a purposefully act, its a i-cant-help-it thing... dear complains that i can link almost anything to her.. hahaha.. oh well, hopefully as days grow by, i will slowly forget abt her once and for all.. and when that day comes, there will definitely be a celebration waiting for me and dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, lets just end here... i want to go to sleep with the 幸福 feeling... hee hee... nitey nite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-7756846057983756009?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/7756846057983756009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=7756846057983756009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7756846057983756009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/7756846057983756009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7756846057983756009' title='幸福'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-2674744960302463531</id><published>2007-04-22T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:27:01.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大利吧贝英</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;大利吧贝英&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hey hey.. i am currently at Mr. TLC (a.k.a Mr. Bf a.k.a Mr. Tender Loving Care =p) place... hee hee.. and nope, i am not using his computer... he is currently playing his 完美世界 which is equivalent to World of War Craft... haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. TLC subscribe for new Internet subscription which came with M.I.O which means that there is wireless le... he bought the wireless adapter for me.. so now lappie can be used at his place too.. which is good cos now i wun be complaining of boredom as frequent as last time.. plus, i can watch shows, blog and play games too.. of cos, there will be times where demands for TLC will appear.. hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i started going for Amore classes again.. Mr. TLC got a pay raise and he kindly sponsored my classes... yipee... so now i am keeping myself occupied plus getting much needed exercises... hopefully can results in a month time.. hee hee... too bad Li Min subscription has ended.. so got no new khaki to go with me and motivate me to attend classes.. oh well, that will be the job for Mr. TLC.. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, shall take this opportunity to post pictures... i am usually lazy to do at home.. but well, since i have the time now, why not... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first up, my room.. hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056169214295741778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfHJZdFVI/AAAAAAAAACE/evwVz1Q05VY/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is how my room is suppose to look after its nice and clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056169218590709090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfHZZdFWI/AAAAAAAAACM/nXBmaVnPn_k/s320/DSC02662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;babies corner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056169222885676402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfHpZdFXI/AAAAAAAAACU/cBzgDeKceJ8/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;stuff given by Mr. TLC plus my accessories corner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056169227180643714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfH5ZdFYI/AAAAAAAAACc/Xpf-FRXupdQ/s320/DSC02664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my king size bed plus the jigsaw puzzle given by Mr. TLC.. now observe the top part.. now u dun see it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056170395411748258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisgL5ZdFaI/AAAAAAAAACs/FurMoKU_fRU/s320/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and now u do... nice ma? its the prezzie given by Mr. TLC this yr V day =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056169231475611026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfIJZdFZI/AAAAAAAAACk/d9ZhGIzG0XU/s320/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;close up version.. there is one more bigger one.. but i haven took the pic.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;next up.. MARIO KART!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;this is a super fun game... hahaha... me and Mr. TLC are super addicted to it.. we play it whenever we come across it at the arcade... seriously highly recommended to play.. hahaha... its cute, fun, exciting and superb.. lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056174634544469538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RiskCpZdFiI/AAAAAAAAADs/9JMGsreJS_0/s320/4067870315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is how the console looks like.. so far i have only seen it at Century Sq, Suntec, Marine Parade and Bugis...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056174634544469554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RiskCpZdFjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bY44oik4_to/s320/aou_n12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a racing game but a more interactiv one.. u can take stupid pictures where other players can see it too.. u can also choose different characters to play... MARIO KART ARCADE GP™ offers classic Mario Kart action with 11 characters. Familiar Mario Kart® characters like Mario, Luigi, Peach and Wario tear up the track with characters available only in the arcade model…. Pac-Man, Ms. Pac-Man and Blinky. Each character has unique driving abilities so you’ll have to try them all. The Player Continuation feature makes that possible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056174638839436866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RiskC5ZdFkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fv31znsKNrQ/s320/aou_n13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The game play is fast, furious and FUN! You race around the course and collect crazy items to toss at your adversaries. There are 57 objects available, over 40 developed just for the arcade model! Some items can be thrown forward at the competitors racing in front of you on the course and others can be used to disrupt those who are hot on your tail. There are items that lock on your target and some that provide you with shields to reflect the rival’s attack, there’s even one that allows you to become invisible! While you’re trying to whip around the track and stump your friends you’ve got to dodge the stuff your buddies are tossing your way! The sophisticated feedback steering will have you wishing you never got hit by that blasted Needle Bomb, Thunder Cloud or Tornado. Gathering coins along the way increases your speed and helps you win the race. Advanced players will be thrilled when they discover the hidden moves and use them to their advantage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056174634544469522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RiskCpZdFhI/AAAAAAAAADk/ZKkZTG3IT2k/s320/3943782232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MY FAV CHARACTER!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;seriously go try... even one time.. and i am sure u will get addicted.. hahaha.. i know lili and darren are too.. hahaha... we saw them at CS playing it.. lol.. well, i got a new playing Khaki.. yipee... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, shall end this post here for now... take care people =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-2674744960302463531?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/2674744960302463531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=2674744960302463531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2674744960302463531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/2674744960302463531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2674744960302463531' title='大利吧贝英'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RisfHJZdFVI/AAAAAAAAACE/evwVz1Q05VY/s72-c/DSC02661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-8495379849441493427</id><published>2007-04-10T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:30:47.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amusement</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Amusement&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha... i find something will amusing and since i am so free and not one bit sleepy i shall share it... lolz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for those using blogspot, recently a new feature was added to the system... that is the use of so-call password... in other words only permitted people are able to view the contents of the blog... i didn't know about this new feature till i viewed a blog that i have been viewing for quite some time... and the person is no one other than bao bei's ex girlfriend, Cindy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am not ashamed or anything to admit that i do view her blog... i think i have admitted quite a number of times that i do view her blog... and i mean view only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to me, there is no harm reading her blog other than to find out what is going on in her life... its just like how i view xiaxue's blog or dawnyang's blog or my ex sch mates blog.. its just a way to pass time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;however, it seems that viewing Ms Cindy's blog is an offence... cos it seems that she is quite or rather very opposed of me viewing her blog after she left a not so pleasant entry of me in her blog.. ad now with the new feature, she has chosen to use it to the full benefit and thus i do not have the privilege to view her blog anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;which is why i find it very amusing... that i can be such a threat and nuisance by just viewing a person's blog.. hmm.. interesting rite... hahaha... anyway, no biggie for me.. i will just have one less blog to past my time away.. hahaha... and now at least her friends will be able to view her photos since she stop posting them ever since i started viewing her blog.. but well, i shouldn't think i am such a big shot ba... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;furthermore it my be a good thing as well... since i can't view her blog anymore, hopefully i will just forget her sooner or later and she wun be a subject between me and bao bei anymore... bao bei will be happy.. lol... he despised any conversation about her... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, this is a lame entry but just want to share this piece amusement.. hahaha... i have decided not to use the new feature since it will be quite tedious for people to have to keep signing in just to view a blog.. anyway, i have nothing to hide.. so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;before i end this entry just a point i want to ask Ms Cindy, if you are viewing my blog that is... why do u hate me so much? i hate u cos u ruin my relationship and destroyed y trust with bao bei which thankfully has grown back... in the end he did choose u, yet u were the one who did not cherish the relationship and you were the one who chose to broke his heart... that had nothing to do with me... so, why do u hate me so that u have to resort to insulting me.. i know its ur life, ur mouth and ur blog but i am just curious of what i have done to u to deserve all these... just to let u know, those insults and comments were not written by me... anyway, i hope u will be mature and not "slutty" to try ruin my relationship again... since u have decided to prevent me from viewing ur blog i take it as u dun wan anything to do with me or with my bao bei again... and since u had the courtesy to say that u did not wat anything to do with my bao bei anymore, please do what u preach.. u will be doing a great favour to alot of people... all the best in ur work life and love life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with that, lets end this post with some pics shall we... need to add some life to my blog... =) nitey nite people ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051479113196695090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rhp1fVRk7jI/AAAAAAAAABE/Y_ZvHdpRh6Y/s320/DSC02459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i forgot the name of this dog bt i think its often use in iron commercials.. hee hee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051479117491662402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rhp1flRk7kI/AAAAAAAAABM/RUQzyQymOVg/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is a beutiful breed cos the fur is all white.. a husky look alike&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051479126081597010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rhp1gFRk7lI/AAAAAAAAABU/DvNinMaCd3o/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of my dates with bao bei @ bugis, this clever poodle was the centre of attraction and its quite obvious why rite &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051479130376564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rhp1gVRk7mI/AAAAAAAAABc/GkCHFboNJqs/s320/DSC02108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;last but not least my favourite dog in the world.. bao bei's fav too.. shall dedicate a whole entry to it next time... i am so going to buy it... once i get my own place tt is.. haiz.. wait for me.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/Rhp1fVRk7jI/AAAAAAAAABE/Y_ZvHdpRh6Y/s72-c/DSC02459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-3202925568858775549</id><published>2007-04-05T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:53:31.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Memories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure about computers but laptops can sometimes be a pain in the ass... serious... people may think that it is more convenient to use a laptop since it is portable but let me just say that it may not be so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One thing bad about laptops is the amount of storage space... its super little.. can't stand it.. not long ago i got Mr. Bf to help me clear space on my lappie since a pop msg kept appearing of the low disk space on my drive... so after contemplating on what to delete, we manage to clear enough space that the irritating msg will not appear again... but recently, the msg keeps appearing once more and i am getting sick of it... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bro ask me why i just dun wan to save my stuff on my external hard drive which is a solid 80GB hard drive.. my reply... "cos i dun wan end up like u"... lol... see, my bro had save most of his stuff o his hard drive.. due to some carelessness on his part, he left a strong magnet near his hard drive ad one fine day he realise that the hard drive was not working... bam... i think he panicked quite abit.. lucky for him, he is quite an IT expert unlike myself.. and so he managed to fixed the problem.. i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as for me, should something IT crash on me, my first reaction would be "WTF" or "Dam" or as Mr. Bf claims to be my cutest remark "Mummy".. lol.. just yesterday i went over to his place to help me sort out his comic collection when a whole buch of comics were about to drop... my reaction "ahhh......" hahaha... Mr. Bf tot i would have screamed for mummy but i didn't and thus he was dully disappointed.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, back to the topic of laptops... so u see why i am not so keen of saving my stuff on my hard drive.. i rather be old fashioned and buy CDs and save my stuff in them... which explains why i have a whole bunch of Cd that contain my projects photos and many more... yup, i even save my school projects.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;furthermore, i like the idea of going through my pictures occasionally or hear songs while playing games... and thus, the idea of constantly sticking my portable hard drive into the laptop is a no no to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i was sitting at my table thinking when i suddenly remembered all the happy memories that i had with Mr. Bf.. and i manage to come up with at least 10 beautiful memories of me and him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 memories (not in order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first sunset at Pasir Ris Park where Mr. Bf broke his sandal and we were laughing and singing away as we walk to White Sand to get him a new pair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 hour bicycle ride at East Coast Park where we sat at the pier, talk and watch the sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the numerous times we had MacDonald breakfast with our tradition of making our hotcakes into "I Love U" msg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the first time Mr. Bf brought me to his dinner with his camp mates.. it was a horrifying experience to me surrounded by more than 5 guys at once but it was still fun and enjoyable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our trip to the zoo.. one of the most happiest outings.. the simplicity of just walking and looking at animals was just so memorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;0ur first trip to the dog farm... it was super fun since it was my dream and Mr. Bf to own a dog one day.. and hopefully we will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our picnic at Pasir Ris Park for our 1 yr anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;watching fire works on top of the hill near his place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Company chalet where Mr. Bf was my guest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our romantic getaway at Ben's &amp; Jerry for our 2nd Anniversary =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;of cos there are many many many more but well... people ask why i still continue the relationship though we have argued for the umpteen time and after all we've been through.. i guess the main reason is that though we have more of our share of unhappiness, it is the memories and happy times that make me feel that there is more than the arguments.. to me, each relatinship has it own problems, but i guess if we dwell on it too much than life becomes miserable.. i am trying to remember all the happy moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;it is true that girls can forgive but can't forget while its harder for guys to fogive but they forget... i am one classic example, Sean Gf is another one and even my dear Lili is another... but now i am trying to look at a different perspective so here are my philosophies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ignorance is at times a blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i realise that sometimes, we need not always know whats going on in our partner life's.. i learnt this the hard way when i caused much unhappiness by prying into his privacy... so now i try not to pry so much.. but a note to guys, dun keep too many things from ur Gfs cos its not very nice.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep and forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is one of Mr. Bf virtues.. he can sleep and the next day pretend that nothing has happen.. Sean told me that when he and his gf argues he will just tell her "lets go slp an start a brand new day tml"... so i shall try to sleep and forget cos some things are just not worth remembering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;be grateful for what u have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i must always remember to appreciate and be grateful that Mr. Bf has chosen me and is still with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;live each day as if there is no tml&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;my aunt just passed away a month ago.. life is so short.. u never expect when things can turn for the worst.. my bro friend was at school happy and alive and the next she din appear at sch cos she was dead... sometimes we tend to overlook what really matters in life.. Celine told me that everyone has options.. its only whether we choose that option or not.. i have the option of not remembering all the hurt and betrayal.. so why am i not choosing that option? i guess what i need to lern is tat we can't change the past but we can always look forward to the future..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think this few days by thinking has changed and i hope its a permanent one.. my latest argument with Mr. Bf has really tot me alot.. furthermore, all the talking with Sean, Celine and Lili has really open my eyes to new things...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hopefully, things will get better... but seriously, i hope i dun become too dull.. what if Mr. Bf doesn like me anymore.... sob sob... 我们勾勾手不准不快乐... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049846879595326962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhSo-1Rk7fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/18UrzRUxUUo/s320/DSC02395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PNX2 outing with the loveable Ah Pei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049846875300359650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhSo-lRk7eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U81YUYzf8H0/s320/DSC02493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the many recent outings with my sweetest daughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049846888185261570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhSo_VRk7gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PIHbOC0wt6s/s320/DSC02342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the many pages of the book i gave to Mr. Bf &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049846892480228882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhSo_lRk7hI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fe5ffMfcvQY/s320/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sometimes acting cute isnt enuff and attitude comes into play&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049846901070163490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhSpAFRk7iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ToZyNK7jVg4/s320/DSC02378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my trip to Thailand during CNY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-3202925568858775549?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;persevere&lt;/span&gt; to get the figures we desire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that we will go through thick and thin together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that we will share all laughter, tears and pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that no matter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; contact her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that no matter what i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; contact them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that we will be considerate for one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that even if we break up it will be face to face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that no matter what u we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; lie to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that no matter what we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; hide things from one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise that no matter what we will do our best to not hurt one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我们勾勾手不准不快乐... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049251007809273874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="277" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhKLCh5BQBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/go8ADA8_5WY/s320/DSC01989.JPG" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-742787152471033569?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_SKVxI-iuYmQ/RhKLCh5BQBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/go8ADA8_5WY/s72-c/DSC01989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5103833408858138621</id><published>2007-04-02T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:21:11.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Each Time...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time that i am in ur arms i feel that only both of us are the only ones left in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time u kiss me on my lips i feel my knees melting and my heart is on fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time u call me ur dear i feel my heart flutter and it skips a beat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i hear ur laughter all my problems seems to vanish without a trace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i look into ur eyes, i just want to hold u for eternity and never let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i hear ur voice, i am wondering can there ever me a more sweeter sound then urs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i receive a gift i just want to keep it and look at it each day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i see kids walking along the street i anticipate the day when we will have ours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i see my parents i wonder when will be happily married like them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i hear thunder or the drops of rain i hope that u are safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time u play ur game i wish that i could be a game and get ur undivided attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i hold ur hand i hope to do so when we are old and grey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i cook u a meal i am hopping that my efforts wun go to waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i exercise i am looking to the day when i can see how happy i am for the weight I've lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i miss u, my heart yearns for u, any part will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i think of u and another girl, i am torn between jealousy and wanting u to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time my phone rings i am hopping that it is u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time u hide something from me, my heart breaks into two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time ur voice change i wonder what i have done wrong and how to appease u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i try to tell u what i think, i hope u will understand and not change ur tone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time we argue i wonder what going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i cry i tell myself its all worth it becos its u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time the bitch comes into play i want to strangle the life out of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time u reply her i feel insecure and unsure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time i pray i pray that u will always be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each time, each second, each minute, each day, i hope that i can see u smile, i hope that i can hear u laugh, i hope that i can hear those magic words, i hope that we can last for another day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each time, each second, each minute, each hour, each day i make u unhappy, i wish i can just change the past and that we will be happy once again.. i hate myself for making u unhappy, i hate myself for feeling insecure, i hate myself for making u worried, and i hate myself for making u think that this relationship is not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each time, each second, each minute, each hour, each day, i am loving u more and thanking God for u choosing me in the end..  but as i love u more, the more harder it is for me to let go... the harder it is for me to think less.. and the harder it is to stop my mind wandering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5103833408858138621?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5103833408858138621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5103833408858138621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5103833408858138621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5103833408858138621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5103833408858138621' title='long time no see'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5309258067289601951</id><published>2007-03-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:02:57.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haven blog for quite some time... a month to be exact.. and haven been typing too.. so my typing skills are getting rusty... so i tot i shall spend some time on my blog while dear makes his way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recent Events&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 Mar: Family dinner + dear (Yu Sheng and Steamboat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 Mar: Sherry's BBQ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;28 Feb: PNX Outing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;27 Feb: Kor's bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;25 Feb: Celebrated Kor bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;22 Feb: CIHT interview (final day at sch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17 - 20 Feb: Bangkonk trip with family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14 Feb: Vday and 2nd Anniversary with dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Join Amore Fitness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Updated Wishlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Accessories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Glasses and sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;underwear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baby blue and Love Hina Comics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FACE shop membership card and extend Amore card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Develop photo and get photo frames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perfume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;new bed sheet set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Do List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only dear Knows... (VERY VERY IMPT!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Redocorate my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Clear my old stuff and poly notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Organise my table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Organise my clothes cupboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Check out univeristy loans, courses and application&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Buy Hamster food and corn&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Clean Hamster cage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Send PNX outing photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Post photos on blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;s&gt;BLOG!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... this is just a quick update of what has been happening the past month... together with the sad departure of another of my babies... one of my Juniors...may he rest in peace together with his parents and siblings... and some arguments here and there with dear, everything is more of less peaceful.. hahaha... i think its due to the fact that i am neither working nor schooling... hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this conversation with my parents:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad: what u intending to do now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: Wait for graduation... slack..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum: not finding part-time job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: dun feel like... later not studying then means will be working for threst of my life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad: so what u intend to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: can i wait till i turn 20 then decide??? (looks at them hopeflly)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parents: ^ - ^ "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... my parents had nothing to add on.. lol.. but seriously... i really dun know what to do... some of my frens have already started their conract jobs... others like steffi and li min are working part-time and here i am slacking and idling my time away...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well.. i did apply for university already.. gonna check out others like SIM and SMU... but seriously, i got no mood to work now... imagine... 19 yrs old... i dunan to spend the rest of my time working... haiz.. oh well.. one day at a time ba... now basically going out, sleeping late.. waking up even later... go for Amore class and gym... go out with frens and dear.. go back home.. hahaha... sinful... hee hee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just a quick update and to get one thing off my to do list.. deadline is byend of this month... except for the first one.. hee hee... that is totally between me and dear.. even u torture me, bribe me or buy a corgi for me (hmm.. maybe i will take a raincheck on that.. lol.. joking dear) i wun breathe a word... hee hee.. anyway, its goingto get fulfilled tml.. according to dear.. he promised.. lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm off to bedy land soon.. just waiting for dear to give me my bedtime call.. hee hee... nitey nite.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5309258067289601951?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5309258067289601951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5309258067289601951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5309258067289601951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5309258067289601951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5309258067289601951' title='Quick Updates'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-182497925761179940</id><published>2007-02-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:30:06.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;UPDATES!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it took me approximatelyhalf a minute to type the above title.. and its not becos my typing sux (not totally) but becos the words just does not want to stay put... arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, since i am waiting for dear to shower finish and for my ipod to charge finish and also waiting for Ms Poh to contact me abt the threesome tml, tot i shall spare some time for this blog of mine... ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first thing first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SINGAPORE LIONS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for those who are clueless of whats happening from 750pm till abt 1010pm today, Singapore was playing against Thailand for the Asean Football Championship finals... and Singapore won.. yipee.. it was a tie of 1-1 but since Sngapore won the first round, we were the overall winners... ad no, i did not go watch the entire game, which i thank God since only 2 goals of 94 mins... i came back just in time to watch Singapore score its only winning goal... hahaha.. lucky me.. oh well, it wasa good bonding session with my siblings and a chance for me to glimps at some hunky players.. lol.. sorry dear.. anyway, congrats.. think it was a not bad game.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okok, another update... I finally finally went JOGGING.. hahaha.. after like how many donkey years man.. okok.. more like donkey months.. but still.. manage 4 rounds of continuous jogging and 2 rounds of walking.. basically warm up and cool down.. then i came home and did 20 psh ups and 30 sit-ups and some weight lifting.. hahaha... yipee.. felt good man.. thiough the next day my whole body was aching like mad... lol... shall try to keep it up and not be a one time fling.. hahaha... on Fri, dear came to tamp and we were talking at the void deck.. got dear to do some squats... 20 squats.. hahaha.. the poor boy was aching by the time e finished.. he also carried me around, both in front and piggy back.. yipee.. it was very fun.. hahaha... i must be lighter.. hee hee.. thats a good sign man.. lol.. when dear came over on Sat, i also made him do another 20 squats, but this time with the dumbells.. hahah.. he was panting and aching aways.. tsk tsk.. wonder what will happen to him on Wed.. lol.. he is going for is IPPT (or is it IBBT) test.. lol... he intends to fail la.. shall let him fail the first round.. than it will be training for him le.. wun let him fail again.. cos if he does fail, it means that he will have to report to camp twice a week for training till  pass.. can't let that happen rite.. lol...so be prepared my love.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i alied for NTU already.. decide to give it a shot since i dun think there is a possibility to be going Australia.. haiz... thats the prob of having too many siblings.. need to think od their future as well.. oh well, if i get into NTU it wun be so bad.. i will still be with dear and my family.. nd it will be cheaper.. if i dun get in, then i will just work and save up to go overseas to study or private.. either way, i intend to make sure i finish at least a degree.. hahaha... anyway, base on my current GPA, should be able to *cross my fingers* as long as less DHLs register, the higher chance i will get.. lol...so, wish me luck.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok, dear called already.. hahaha... so now waiting for Li min to confirm the threesome.. hahaha.. sounds pervertic.. hahaha... it includes me, li min and Matthew.. the plan, go Sentosa.. lol... nah.. we are just going back to TAS tohave lunch at the restaurant.. going to be guine pigs for our juniors.. lol.. also to visit the library there.. seems that there are more books related to our course then in the supposedly biggest poly library in Singapore.. hahaha.. so... anyway, if the plan is off, i wun have to wake up early le.. hahaha.. but well, looking forward to rie in Matthew's car.. plus, since i did "pang seh" them on Fri, i think i better dun chaboot this plan.. so.. waiting for the ok sign.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anything else to update about... hmm.. nah.. life is pretty peaceful... other than the almost-break-up thing that happen on Thur.. hahaha... i sort of make a joke of something that dear wasn happy abt... and in his sensitiveness and angriness, he almost mentioned the two ugly words.. oh well, my bad.. forgot that i wasn to joke around that subject.. so.. anyway, dear made up by singing me to sleep.. =) its so nice to feel loved.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;btw, i do pamper him too k.. hahaha... i let him play his games with no disturbance from me until it gets out of hand than i start to demand some attention.. lol...all he needs to do is give me a nice hug and a kissor two and i am easily please.. lol.. oh, and i need to tickle him too.. lol... its so nice to see him laugh, squirm and beg.. hahaha... we are going to try an experiment.. the objective... to lessen his "ticklelishness".. hahaha... the plan.. to tie him up and tickle him everywhere.. hahaha... the plan is too see whether excessive and prolonged tickling will help to lessen his easily ticklelish state.. hahaha... i think its going to be a great and fun experiment.. in any case for me it will be.. hhaha.. fo him.. hmm.. probably it will be the most funniest and agonising period of hi life.. lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i also pamper him with nice gifts.. all of which are either spoiled, lost, or forgotten.. haizz.. so sad... gave him a belt and its now lying somewhere in his cupboard.. gave him a pair of sunglasses and yet he uses mine while his is collecting dust.. bought him a PSP portable charger and it got spoiled.. made him a hear shape pillow with his nick sewn on and it now i hidden away with a big hole.. made him a CD and a journal of our happy moments and the stuff is now rotting away... and i wrote him a letter for Christmas and it took him 1 month, and that is with me continuously probbing him abt it, before he found the letter.. sigh.... so sad.. the only things that are appreciated is food.. why.. cos he eats it on the spot and it gets digested in his tummy.. SIGH... sorry.. need to whine here.. cos it seems that whinning in his face doesn sink in... hopefully reading it does.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh well, no matter wat, he is still my love, dear, baby and what other mushy loving names there are.. he is all mine.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;can't wait for my thailand trip with my family.. loads of shopping to be done.. hahaha.. me and siblings have decided to go back to our Malaysia roots.. afterall, i dun think the "lost" will go easy on the Thai's esp after the controversial penalty kick.. didn't see the match so i wouldn know.. oh well, i am proud to be a Singaporean.. but at times, its always better to be practical and sensible and dun let pride get in the way.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok.. thats all the updates i have for now... i promise (like the hundereth time =p) that i will post some pics soon... nitey nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::My Secret Wish :: MY Secret Wish (perfume)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-182497925761179940?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/182497925761179940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=182497925761179940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/182497925761179940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/182497925761179940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#182497925761179940' title='Updates'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-5153113224684226549</id><published>2007-01-31T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:24:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>health</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A new schedule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okok... after seeing a certain picture, i have decided that it is time for me to stopbeing lazy and start doing something... its high time that i start to stop sleeping late and waking up late... its time that i do something about my health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tot SIP would help me loose the extra flab, esp since during the talk, the presentor was saying how stressful it was and how many tend to loose weight.. thankfully, i did not put on weight but unfortunately, i did not loose much too... and Valentines day is coming... need to look my best reite... i must mesmerise my dear... hahaha...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yeah yeah... beauty is skin deep and he needs to learn to love me for who i am which i know deep down he does... but giving him his extra bonus wun hurt rite?i mean, its not only for him but its also good for me... will have more confidence and will be able to lead a healthier lifestyle.. so why not... hahaha.. but dear hor, bu ke yi tai guo fen wor... some things must keep to urself de.. and some comments need not be said.. i am afterall a girl.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so, i shall sleep early and wake up early to go jogging... maybe its a good thing that my tutorials are in such a way.. can have a rest day in between.. this time, i shall perservere and have determition... no more one day fling... this will continue on till my schdule does not permit.. and dear shall push me and encourage me on de... shall also drink more water to make sure my skin stay soft and smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe after saving aside money (that is after i save for my studies too), will go try to have facial.. hopefully can remove the scars caused by my itchy hand... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dam... i think i am becoming abit too girly.. yucks.. stupid picture... oh well, need to thank the picture too.. if not i will definately procrastinate de.. hahaha... so "Go to hell with much thanks from me".. lol.. i am evil at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okok.. timeto head to beddy land.. need to have sufficient beauty sleep as well.. i think the correct amount s at least 8 hrs... 8 cups a day and 8 hrs of rest plus 2 servings of fruit  and vegetables per meal... i am gonna loose all the extra flab except on those places that need it.. haha.. that reminds me, need to drink more milk too.. lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so, by blogging this down, i will be reminded to keep to my goal.. and my dear close friends, please please remind me.. oh, and not add to my burden hor... my family too.. must abstain from fried and sweet food... dear, must help me wor... must help me control diet le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lim Xiang Zhen, JIA YOU!!! i will do it.. i can do it.. i shall do it... GANBATE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: i'm gonna have a fab figure and a healthy life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-5153113224684226549?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/5153113224684226549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=5153113224684226549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5153113224684226549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/5153113224684226549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5153113224684226549' title='health'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-6393529691218860181</id><published>2007-01-30T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T14:07:40.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start ur engine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blogging Engine back on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that’s what I am hopping for though... hahaha... argh... I am so not use to my laptop... surprisingly I am actually missing my company's computer... hahaha... haiz... everytime I get use to one gadget I have to change to another... oh well, since I am so superb, I should be able to get use to it in no time.. Lol... sorry... must kua wo zi ji... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;see, dear tot that I would not be able to complete my proposal for my research paper since I redid the entire thing the night before the deadline... in the end, it was one of the 20% that was approved and with the comment "good outline".. Yippee... so happy... furthermore, my consultation was less than 5 mins... hahaha... thank God its approve, now all the research I have done so far will come in handy... just have to balance out and I should be able to provide a good last paper for my diploma.. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it was so great to be back at school... see my friends and lecturers... brings back loads of fond memories... sadly, the lesson wasn at my sch but at the engine sch... That place is like so deserted... so unlike business sch where everywhere people can be seen... oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am dam pissed about something though... I found out at today's lesson that I will only be going back for like 5 times in the entire last month and tat includes today... the most irritating and most stupiest part is that I am still paying almost the entire school fee for a semeter... its like WTH... have no idea where the money its going man.. And I counted how many hours I will be back and it does not even add up to half-a-day... only 4.5 hrs... tat is if I decided to go for lectures which are not compulsory... WTH... anyway, I wrote it in my portfolio under issues of concern... its like dam stupid... i'm paying $200 for 15 minutes... nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, bad news aside, &lt;strong&gt;I GOT MY NEW PERM&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I can’t believe that I actually did it... all thanks to dear's pyscho... I only intended to cut my hair and in the end its now all curly... hahaha... did not want to curl cos I tot it was dam expensive... not intending to work part-time so need to save up money... in the end dear paid for me (ohhh.. =)) and it was only $80 bucks... and I think it’s not bad... hahaha... the benefits of going to the salon where ur bf fequents... GREAT discounts... lol... but I think I am dam paranoid... keep feeling that my hair is uncurling and becoming straight again... I have dam stubborn straight hair... people use to think I rebonded my hair... hahaha... hopefully by the end of this week it will still be ok... if not got to torture my poor butt.. agony... haiz... well, as the saying goes “no pain no gain" haiz... being a girl is so hard... hahaha... oh well, at least the books that dear bought me will be put into good use... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dear bought me this 2 Jap books on hair-styling a few weeks back... could not try the styles as my hair was thick and straight.. the models all had curly or at least wavy hair... tats why dear insisted tat I perm my hair... new look and also can play hair le... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the weekend prove to be an interesting one though... haha... its actualy all a misunderstanding... a very small misunderstanding... but anyway, decided to keep my nose out of it... now everything is so nice and peaceful.. can feel dear is treasuring me more and I am trusting him more as well... not so clingy le.. hee hee... see, all I need is time... lol... I am just glad tat I am finally having a normal relationship.. with added bonus of him being relatively close to my family... now he comes to my place once every week or so... haha... happy happy happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I made some decisions which I will follow.. I may have been deemed as heartless but overall, that’s the decision that I have made.. decisions will always be there for me to make, but as everyone knows, if I had wanted, I would have made the decision long ago... that goes to show where my feelings lie and where my priorities lie... I hope tat the small misunderstanding wun  cos a drift in my other friendship, cos seriously, I dun think the misunderstanding is worth it... oh well, that’s my take on the whole situation.. like House says "everyone is entitled to an opinion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;another issue would be IP... What in the world is IP man? and how to check? seems very interesting.. esp. after reading a certain person blog.. haha.. virtual war that I mentioned in my previous entry... very interesting... dun worry.. I am not involved.. just being an interested spectator.. seriously, I think that blogger deserves it... who will be proud to be called a bitch and slut man.. in school, I have friends who call each other "bimbo" but its all in joking sense... this just goes to show how weird people can be.. hahaha.. oh well, like I said, I am just enjoying the show.. btw, it was purely coincidental that I found the blog... I guess I just have fate with that blog.. lol.... can imagine the blogger screaming and pulling her hair out... she must be thinking how irritating I am.. I think she change her blog more than 3 times already.. lol... wonder why is she so afraid of letting me see.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm.. so what other interesting things are there to share... eh.. hm.. ermz.. lol... at the moment I think that’s it.. really enjoying my life now.. although rather boring since there isn really school and not working plus dear is working... but overall life is good.. I and family are great.. we're looking forward for our holiday though I will miss dear tremendously and sadly he wun be ale to see me off.. me and dear are finally stable... no funny arguments.. no funny people.. just missing and loving each other and giving enough space... I and his mum are alright.. trying my best to start small conversations with her to improve the relationship and not make her feel left out... babies are alright though they are shedding fur when the weather its like so cold.. hahaha... and school is fine.. will be getting season 3 of House from Geraldine.. "Me Brudder" (lol) has passed me season 2 of Prison Break and I have yet to finish O.C season 3... so I guess that will keep me occupied for the moment... see, life is good.. wonder why the newspaper write that it will be bad luck for rabbits this year.. choy choy choy... shall not be so superstitious ba... everything will be fine... rite... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;will try to post pics soon.. I am just plain lazy even though I have so much time on my hands.. hahaha... oh well... lol.. hope everyone is great.. have a great life... nitey nite... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: can this stay like this.. Forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-6393529691218860181?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/6393529691218860181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=6393529691218860181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6393529691218860181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/6393529691218860181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6393529691218860181' title='start ur engine'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116953989168960395</id><published>2007-01-23T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:11:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its abit complicated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Its abit complicated&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know i haven been blogging, been posting pictures and stuff.. but i have a reason... life is just too complicated at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how complicated can it get... well.. very.. my life has never been smooth sailing.. yeah, maybe a week or two... a month or two.. but tts as peaceful as it gets.. then distruption always find its way back in... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm wondering.. wat does it take to have an uncomplicated life... an uncomplicated equation? haiz... to people, it may seem that my mood has improve... i dare to say that i feel that i have become more mature and understanding... but its usually the case when you achieve something, something bad will be given in return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as people grow more mature, their thinking changes, their feelings changes... what may deem as perfect may not be so now... oh well, talking nonsense.. i just find myself pondering more about my life and future....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, here's a list of stuff that is at the top of my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 more days to the end of SIP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 more days to be back in sch with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 m0re days till i have to hand in my portfolio which i have not begun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 more weeks before i start applying for University&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 more weeks to Valentines day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 more weks to my second anniversary with dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 more month for me to finish my Contemp Project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 more month before i officially end school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 month and a few weeks before i officially graduate from TP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 month and 4 days till my brother's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well, basically i have this calander that is sitting in front of me right now so that the thing with all the days and months... hahaha... here's another list at the top of my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 more hr before i have to check on my event&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 hr 50 mins before i end work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 hrs plus before i can be in the arms of my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 hrs before i start on my portfolio (i hope)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 hrs before i can get a good night sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;now this list is drawn up due to the fact that my hp is rite in front of me and i have to keep track of the time to make sure i dun miss the time to get to my event... hahaha... and another list would be:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to work or to study after graduation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to perm or to dye my hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to get monthly contacts or permanent contacts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to allow the torture of someone's life or to forget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to scream or to cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to go shopping or to save money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to continue or discontinue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to make or to buy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to delete or not to delete?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;for this list, some will make sense while others will not... oh well, try deschiphering ba... can't give in all the time... lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;anyway, from the above-mentioned lists, my life is &lt;u&gt;abit complicated&lt;/u&gt; thus far... so please pardon should i cease to blog.. i promise it will be a momentarily thing.... i hope...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;war is going to break out soon.. not only reality but cyberlly as well.. lets just hope that it just comes and goes without me in the equation... what i need rite now is to figure out the current equation and not have people add in more complications... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i'm getting boring aren't i... i am also getting more naggy... and definately more emo... God, if this is what entering the twenties is like, i so wish to remain in my teens... hahaha... joking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;haiz.. i am nodding off man... i can always start on my portfolio but knowing me it will aid in my sleep rather than disperse the sand in my eyes... *yawn* so tired....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i shall be nice and descipher the below equation... "u + me + corgi" no explanation needed rite.. self-explainatory... "hse + kids" hse cos if i wan my corgi, i need to make sure i have my own hse since my sis is terrified of animals... so that would mean living in the same hse which wld mean we were to be married which would mean the whole sacred act of "making love" which of cos the end result is self-explainatory =P haha... "Family" also easily descipher cos when u have a wife, husband, dog, hse and kids, u have the end product... a happy prosperous, harmonious FAMILY!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;seems simple and harmless rite.. but nope... esp in Singapore society where other factors come into the picture... some external factors would be:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a certain bitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Certificate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and as for internal factors would be:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;character conflict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;misunderstandings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sperm doesn like egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;wah liew.. i sound like i am talking about POM or some subject.. hahaha... ok... i am so going to wash my face... ciao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: simple equation: u + me + corgi = hse + kids = Family =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116953989168960395?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116953989168960395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116953989168960395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116953989168960395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116953989168960395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116953989168960395' title='its abit complicated...'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116892070009416599</id><published>2007-01-16T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T12:11:40.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Disappear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am totally hating someon at the moment... sorry.. i know its becoming a very bad habit... after so long of disappearance, i come back and blog something nasty and depressing.. where is the promise of keeping this blog happy and filled with fond memories... down the drain i guess the promise have went... cos currently, there is nothing much which is joyful in life.. there are happy times here and there.. there are swee moments.. laughter and smiles.. but deep down inside, i have a certain hatred that seems to be climbing higher and higer rather than disappearing... will it go away.. i hope so... cos its driving me crazy... and it seem that those around me have no desire to help me get rid of this hatred.. dam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just disappear would u please.. leave me alone.. go far far away... or die for all i care... ur existence has caused the disruption and agony of many other people'slives.. including mine.. and God, i dun think this person's existence is worth a dam piece of shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know.. i am hurtful.. i am mean.. i am evil.. well, see what happens to u when u hate someone so much.. i am sure that u will be just like me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;arghhh... I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you so much... just disappear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: to stop hating, or better still, the person just dies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116892070009416599?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116892070009416599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116892070009416599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116892070009416599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116892070009416599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116892070009416599' title='Please Disappear'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116824681351857690</id><published>2007-01-08T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:00:13.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Hate relationship... with MYSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love, Hate relationship with... Myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiz... school has started for Universities... which equals one thing... SIANZ... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;did not manage to have my lunch today as the canteen was too crowded plus i forgot about lunch.. hahaha... imagine, forget about lunch.. oh well, not that hungry anyway.... the start of school also means that i have to take the bus from the start and not the end... just to explain, i require to take a bus to Clementi MRT station... its a loop service... so basically my office is the start of the loop and a short walking distance  brings me to the end of the loop for NUS... during the holidays, i could go take the bus at the end of the loop... saves time, money... but now, with sch starting, its back to the front.. cos there will not be any space, i am not even talking about seats, left.... haiz... and it also means that the jam will be back... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hate buses... huge reason being that i get motion sickness very easily.. small jerks can make my head spin and make me feel like vomitting... every time i get a bus driver or a taxi driver who drives smoothly, i praise him and thank God like crazy... but unfortunately, there seems to be very little of these type of drivers in Singapore... dam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i tot Hui Leng, my supervisor, will be back after 3 days of MC... but guess not.. her MC was extended to Wed... lucky... i too want to stay at home and sleep... so tired... and best of all, Lilian will be taking leave till next week.. which means that Gabriel would not be coming to office as frequently and Andrew too since HL is sick.. which basically means that once again i am left in the office with Anna and KK.. haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finished my share of work at 11am today.. and this is despite me being late for work... hahaha.. then with nothing to do, i decided to read another of dear's ebooks... hahaha.. yeah yeah... i told him that i shall stop since the exciting parts are over.. but boredom has persuaded me to continue... well, i finish a 201 page book in a mere 4 hrs.. lol... probably start the next one tomorrow.. otherwise before the end of attachment, i would have nothing left.. sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 more weeks to go.. including this week... hahaha... or rather, thats for my classmates... for me, its only a mere 2 weeks left... will be claiming all my of-in-lieu next week... have about 3 days... can't wait... have plans for two of the days.. 15 esp.. hahaha... shall blog about it after the date ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can't wait to get my ass back to school.. went back to school on Sat for lecture and classroom session... it was great to be back and see all the familiar blur faces... the blur part is my doing as my contacts were given me problems.. no matter how many times i clean them, its still blur.. probably need to go check them out... haiz... anyway, it was great to be amidst of friends and lecturers... finally got to see Steffi and Joyce and Geraldine and many many more.. miss them so much... we went to TM for lunch and it was great catching up with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Li min, Audrey, Steffi, Christabel and Matthew... had so much fun talking and laughing... it was great fun and it was a nice warm feeling.... seriously, i miss lectures and tutorials... they are at times boring but still, with friends around to talk to and distract, how boring can it get.. hahaha... well, it was great to be back... can't wait for me to be officially be back at school.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday my family had a gathering where the usual people, mainly my childhood friends and their families, came for dinner and talk... alas, i was not in a good mood so basically distant myself from everyone.. chose to stay in my room while the others were happily feasting on the delicious food.. or so dear claim since he was also invited... well, with me out of the way, he got a chance to mingle and bond with some of them... good for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still dun feel good about it.. will i ever get over it.. haiz... dad scolded me for being tempremental... but does he truly undertsnad what is going through his daughter's heart and mind... i guess no one does since it has become a seriously bad habit of mine to keep things to myself... a bad habit that has caused many rifts between me and my love and many others.. sometimes i wonder why can't i just open up... i have no problem opening up to friends and being outgoing and friendly to strangers.. but when it comes to family and dear, those who i really love and care for, i can't seem to open up.. all my feelings just get stuck in my throat and all i can do its hide in my room and seeking the comfort of my teddy bears and hamsters... haha.. well, at least now people understand my great fondness for soft toys... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i hope as time passes my wounds will heal and i will be able to be free from it all... i really hope so.. not for me, but for all those around me.. the last time, i found myself drinking and smoking excessively (yes, i did use to smoke) and staying out late in the night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh well, i can only take one step at a time... there is nothing that i can do or say to heal the wounds... only time can help and if God was so kind to lend in a hand, so much the better.... i dun blame anyone, rather, i blame myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;maybe 2007 is a year for me to change... to mature... hopefully its a year where wounds heal... well, if things do get haywire once again, i promise i wun go back to smoking and drinking.. i'll just disappear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;argh.. i so hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: wounds healed, being more mature... being less tempremental and for God sake, open up Xiang Zhen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-116824681351857690?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116824681351857690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116824681351857690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116824681351857690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116824681351857690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116824681351857690' title='Love, Hate relationship... with MYSELF'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116824220435203004</id><published>2007-01-08T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:51:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This entry was done on Friday... however, due to unforseen circumstances (blogspot on maintainance) i was unable to post it till today... enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha... guess how i spent the last 2 hrs... hahaha... u will never guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been checking out new shows for 2007... not sure whether u all saw but there is a programme which is host by Adrian Pang where he talks about the upcoming shows that we will be able to watch as 2007 progresses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, me and dear dear manage to catch glimp here and glimps there but we could never come up with a conclusion on this actress in a new show.. hahaha... of cos, i am referring to a female.. lol.. duh.. why would my bao bei be interested in guys.. and of cos, it does help tt the girl is considerably chio.. hahaha... thus dear dear was attracted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made it my mission to find out who the girl is and what show is it about... i called him awhile back and ask if he knew the name of the show, which will make my mission much easier... but he did not manage to catch the name of the show... haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night he told me tt the girl was Dawn Yeo or now commonly known as Dawn Yang.. in my honest opinion, i doubt it was her... why.. cos firstly, she was out of Singapore the last few months... Secondly is she did had her own serial she would have blog about it and last but not least, Xia Xue will be complaining about it.. so i highly doubt that it was her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my mission was to find out who that person is.. and i think i have found her...&lt;br /&gt;initially i tot it was her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=BOVj2KS9h2qD5uY9cStI45XxSHC3EvFeW1L4DaH48NzzR4sdXY143gM35Lsutm9c&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="dawnyeoh.bmp" alt="dawnyeoh.bmp" src="http://widget.slide.com/redirect/e6701sG7C99cF5Q_ZFglWlh3QsAVX8OYakbxMDMuwBi-GocD7bKfofq8dvVCi-rf2WWr1mtmekBEVtMWoCk1kUe9dGHDmY9lOnNZs7ao7g1sZFnP-nrm9EQ3y1Pi4xnSdCio990nG0TVL741uDrXX_RTjJqOHf2z2WgNXyoh77UPctz9347BD6QsaBXelw11dg9Kjs4BkQzdJ864R30Vx16BT2gn1QXuZPoCwGYVB1vDwds3bJg5AA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=bYbaNpDpRrlRQmxdfhG46TOycE-ZleAcUwu7zod61lLX4V0FOelIQFK7WBzco22p&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dawn Yeoh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realise it is not.. cos in the end i found out what the show is called and who will be starring in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AFTER HOURS (Channel 5, Mar)This sequel to the homegrown romantic dramedy Chase highlights the blossoming relationship between Gabriel (Utt) and Ellie (Linda Liao), while easing in new characters April (Joanne Peh in her first English crossover) and Danny (MTV VJ Max Loong)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the identity is known... its actually Linda Liao... then i realise that actually they two look rather alike... as can be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=J6Khh66B_CBqAyCaD-m-FuFWcPF723Eu4K2OtvXADWtbyH-tIn29gHwBXcA1e5Su&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="after hrs" alt="after hrs" src="http://widget.slide.com/redirect/SIRJ0fCDrHK-QRvkdh87BUzW8Y6mMFMia-VIaH3PKzCUXJMU_Gm7DyY9O_lK-xLrZRgbnqzGtlEqvYnU07O-vnfMjQ4EgPJzcNeuh7Xbns0NjfXnvT-Sn4HKx9vURjO2kzBROFfVEWYhmUHt5AWnSHVs2nNKr8AxB8azhGeXkRoANow3Qp2CBzNA6H1WbqpSvesi6VCNL82yEojOpYhgRNeOlKxsFOuWltLFMjpH1NROYFYVVwbqXA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hours Grp Pic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=1Zqi5RT741QVAAQo2zGnhj6vUD1egJNciN_CwgvWK0DwFWurtvAcE2pQ-4vojv2P&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=JSMBB1xX0GQlHpErJCiFFntE9jfh6ha5Zi3uoAUq9uty5PGH6rAXjLMHgniUTCx4&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="dawnyang" alt="dawnyang" src="http://widget.slide.com/redirect/Z47woLxKu-GOask96U7u_Kd69aConrpLrg6yKiulN9yFGaEXq80M1LQ_iCz1eRcWFWPVyvKFrufIllgISlmh9k2CH7jN2VXOJE3aZUkbpJbRlraAHuGf_XdnQfKfnvBLS7pjqPVwy5yoAGOHi3Qca5vMxt64_FoBtgSAEx5rthDZZGzYxq86-NfWv9bFzgN6m0E7BFEDteTmqHq8gqzbj7U0cDlZU__TDZYQ5UyBSb6QjJmFQ5SAow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn Yang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=HxjWRSWYskZkkwlvIblw7yyIUBxO0ULy1LKKrrecRfBK7m2WHdp7qrApi2iDX5ZT&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="lindamain" alt="lindamain" src="http://widget.slide.com/redirect/ayDI528Ychdlp6JHZ-gPk9FzRAzCrprOf5It3_suYgvsQULTLYefIp2C9kbsz-dm9xg2lvo_Huw4zKx_TPJMwLeeVlVZboOOOuTxNNZEy24lTDbtO086X3naVnlvToMM7XpUdTF70qaAFRV8iY5K-F9YU69XV3vybdeanbFFdWT3QEjvV1g6esYmKe7US8RGDbgXwj9gfwP03uX-i-ZfVA3y5Bo06dZHrhopYS3vp-GBLoTV6sNHpA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/item_finder?referrer=hlnk&amp;pciid=HxjWRSWYskZkkwlvIblw7yyIUBxO0ULy1LKKrrecRfBK7m2WHdp7qrApi2iDX5ZT&amp;amp;dir=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, their indivisual pics dun look alike but the grp one does... oh well, mystery solve.. hahaha.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... another mystery was revealed when i called dear dear... he called to tell me that he saw Adelyne on TV... well, not very surprising since i have seen her quite a few times on different variety shows (btw, not sch fren).. but anyway, just to confirm i decided to check it out myself... and wala i found her... hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but the mediacorp website doesn allow me to get the picture and article.. so anyway, i shall be nice and post the link... just in case anyone wants to see my pretty friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/shows/variety/view/807/1/.html"&gt;http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/shows/variety/view/807/1/.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first girl... pretty yeah... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we have it.. two mystery solve in the hands of LIM XIANG ZHEN!!! muhahaha.. i am so good... or rather, i am so bored.... oh well, a few mere weeks left till the completion of internship.. then back to the books... and back to my sleep... God, i can't wait.. hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, shall prepare to get going... blog again soon =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116824220435203004?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116824220435203004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116824220435203004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116824220435203004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116824220435203004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116824220435203004' title='mystery'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116797737656826759</id><published>2007-01-05T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:09:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know i am &lt;u&gt;kind of&lt;/u&gt; late, but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hee hee.. well, i have not been able to blog.. actually, it not really &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; that i am unable to blog, more like i had no interest to blog... hahaha.. too many things to blog about.. furthermore, wanted to change the entire template of my blog to mark a new year ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nice ma? took me about a day to get everything done... took me like 2 hrs before i could decide on a blog skin... (thanks to blogskins.com)... than it took me another few hours to sort my pictures and make them into a slide show (credit to slide.com).. and as many would know, i am a complete IT nut and thus it took me another few hours before i could understand the darn html codes and adjust... but i think all the effort has paid off cos i think my blog looks B.E.autiful.. hahaha.. i am so not going to change for like ages.. hahaha... ooh... i added a tag board.. dun think will receive much tags since i did not publicise my blog.. oh well, if u do happen to chance across this blog, feel free to leave comments.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, so its a new year.. whats my resolution.. lets see.. i want to.... *shhhhh* hahaha.. this yr shall be different cos i wun be publicising my resolutions (if i actually have any.. muhahaha) cos i realise everytime i say them out loud, i dun have the resolution to accomplish my resolutions... lol.. anyway, so it will be hush hush for this yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, before i continue to talk about other nonsensical issues, i must first take the opportunity to thank those who have made my life pleasurable in 2006..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a big thanks to my family for their support and encouragement.. think i cause them a few heart attacks during the year.. all the worrying... saying sorry wun help since they are in the past.. will try to cut down my crazy stuff k.. love u all loads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a big shout out to my lovelies... PNX, TCC, Lili, Steph, Joreen, Celine, Geraldine, Joyce, Audrey and many many more who had to endure all my ramblings, blabberings and all my grumblings.. thanks for the listening ears, the advise and the support that u have showered me over the years... i can never find any better and more worthy firends than u gals.. love you all loads and i wish u all good health, good life and good guys to come ur way.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Babies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my 8 hammies... all growing older and more notti.. 2005 was a happy yr as 8 of them entered my life.. unfortunately, 2006 took 4 away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to Faith, i hope where ever u are, u are at peace and happy.. u were never my pet but a true and loyal friend.. though u can't tok, just holding u in my hands gives me comfort.. i love u.. thanks for giving me 7 grandchildren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to Xan, i am sorry that as time moved on, the attention that i showered u became less and less... and i am sorry for my continued disturbance when u are asleep... will always remember ur funny antics and will remember ur playfulness.. i miss u xan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to peach and scary cat, i am so sorry that i was not a better owner and thus u had to die young... i hope u all know how sorry i am and how much i love u all.. i hope that u are at peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to the remaining 4 ginahs.. please behave.. hahaha.. no more fighting... haha.. love u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear dear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;left u for last cos urs will always be the longest.. lol... dear dear, time really flies.. we should give ourseles a huge pat on the back for having come so far together despite the constant obstacles that made our lives not smooth flowing.. all the arguments, all the tears..our differences have caused many conflicts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i hope that no matter what, we will overcome these obstacles, make our differences complement one another and live each day filled with happiness and fond memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there is so much i wanna say, but i know saying is not everything... but doing it is.. thus, i hope that each passing day, i can show u through my actions my love for u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love u dominic huang... u are my everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2007 will be the year of the TWOs.. hahaha... why.. cos it marks the end of teenagehood for me as i approach my twenty in Sept... in a mere 2 months i will be graduating from TP and who knows whats out there for me.. and also, it marks the big 2 in my relationship... 2 yrs is no small feat ok.. esp after all we have been through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so as i end this entry, here is a shout out to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;WISHING U A HAPPY AND SUCCESSFUL 2007!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: a new yr, a new begining, of what i hope be a true blessing, ugly memories will be tossed aside, and only fond happy ones accompany me at my side... i hope, i wish, i religiously pray, that 2007 be a great yr for those i adore and love every single day =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-116797737656826759?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116797737656826759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116797737656826759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116797737656826759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116797737656826759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116797737656826759' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116797737583984912</id><published>2007-01-05T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:09:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know i am &lt;u&gt;kind of&lt;/u&gt; late, but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hee hee.. well, i have not been able to blog.. actually, it not really &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; that i am unable to blog, more like i had no interest to blog... hahaha.. too many things to blog about.. furthermore, wanted to change the entire template of my blog to mark a new year ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nice ma? took me about a day to get everything done... took me like 2 hrs before i could decide on a blog skin... (thanks to blogskins.com)... than it took me another few hours to sort my pictures and make them into a slide show (credit to slide.com).. and as many would know, i am a complete IT nut and thus it took me another few hours before i could understand the darn html codes and adjust... but i think all the effort has paid off cos i think my blog looks B.E.autiful.. hahaha.. i am so not going to change for like ages.. hahaha... ooh... i added a tag board.. dun think will receive much tags since i did not publicise my blog.. oh well, if u do happen to chance across this blog, feel free to leave comments.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, so its a new year.. whats my resolution.. lets see.. i want to.... *shhhhh* hahaha.. this yr shall be different cos i wun be publicising my resolutions (if i actually have any.. muhahaha) cos i realise everytime i say them out loud, i dun have the resolution to accomplish my resolutions... lol.. anyway, so it will be hush hush for this yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, before i continue to talk about other nonsensical issues, i must first take the opportunity to thank those who have made my life pleasurable in 2006..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a big thanks to my family for their support and encouragement.. think i cause them a few heart attacks during the year.. all the worrying... saying sorry wun help since they are in the past.. will try to cut down my crazy stuff k.. love u all loads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a big shout out to my lovelies... PNX, TCC, Lili, Steph, Joreen, Celine, Geraldine, Joyce, Audrey and many many more who had to endure all my ramblings, blabberings and all my grumblings.. thanks for the listening ears, the advise and the support that u have showered me over the years... i can never find any better and more worthy firends than u gals.. love you all loads and i wish u all good health, good life and good guys to come ur way.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Babies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my 8 hammies... all growing older and more notti.. 2005 was a happy yr as 8 of them entered my life.. unfortunately, 2006 took 4 away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to Faith, i hope where ever u are, u are at peace and happy.. u were never my pet but a true and loyal friend.. though u can't tok, just holding u in my hands gives me comfort.. i love u.. thanks for giving me 7 grandchildren...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to Xan, i am sorry that as time moved on, the attention that i showered u became less and less... and i am sorry for my continued disturbance when u are asleep... will always remember ur funny antics and will remember ur playfulness.. i miss u xan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to peach and scary cat, i am so sorry that i was not a better owner and thus u had to die young... i hope u all know how sorry i am and how much i love u all.. i hope that u are at peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to the remaining 4 ginahs.. please behave.. hahaha.. no more fighting... haha.. love u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear dear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;left u for last cos urs will always be the longest.. lol... dear dear, time really flies.. we should give ourseles a huge pat on the back for having come so far together despite the constant obstacles that made our lives not smooth flowing.. all the arguments, all the tears..our differences have caused many conflicts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but i hope that no matter what, we will overcome these obstacles, make our differences complement one another and live each day filled with happiness and fond memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there is so much i wanna say, but i know saying is not everything... but doing it is.. thus, i hope that each passing day, i can show u through my actions my love for u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love u dominic huang... u are my everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2007 will be the year of the TWOs.. hahaha... why.. cos it marks the end of teenagehood for me as i approach my twenty in Sept... in a mere 2 months i will be graduating from TP and who knows whats out there for me.. and also, it marks the big 2 in my relationship... 2 yrs is no small feat ok.. esp after all we have been through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so as i end this entry, here is a shout out to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;WISHING U A HAPPY AND SUCCESSFUL 2007!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: a new yr, a new begining, of what i hope be a true blessing, ugly memories will be tossed aside, and only fond happy ones accompany me at my side... i hope, i wish, i religiously pray, that 2007 be a great yr for those i adore and love every single day =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/25603753-116797737583984912?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116797737583984912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116797737583984912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116797737583984912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116797737583984912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116797737583984912' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116721339640808901</id><published>2006-12-27T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:56:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of all my life, i have learn and have always had the will to never regret... but at this point in my life, my will and my believe seems to have waiver... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and the countdown begines...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it shall at 22, as there is a significance to that number.. and like all countdowns, it shall end at zero.. i so wish that it wun end there... i so hope and pray that my will and determination, my believe will return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but being disappointed over and over again wun help matters.. it wun improve things but just make it worst.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the countdown has begun.. and currently it stands at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear God, please dun let it go any further, please let me stay strong.. please let me be strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: the countdown wun end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116721339640808901?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116676921856883437</id><published>2006-12-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:26:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My innermost tots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am so darn cold rite now... My teeth are chattering and I am finding it hard to blog thanks to the cold and numbness of my fingers... My legs are shaking below my long skirt and all I feel like doing is to go into a long slow slumber... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its Friday once again.. "yipee".. Fridays are usually what I look forward too.. it marks the end of the working week and the start of the weekend.. it means times where I can hug my baby, go for walks at Bugis or some other area and gorge ourselves in delicious food.. it also means that while I count down to the time where I can clock off, I dun have to minus 1/2 hr to the timing as I clock off at the same time as him on Fridays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but alas.. today the countdown will have no significance as we wun be meeting this cold and tired Friday.. I wun have the chance to feel his warm body snug closely to mine nor will I be able to stuff my cold hands into his back pocket while he sings the "groping" song, all out to irritate him.. nor will I be able to caress his tummy and call it my "xiao bao bao"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nope.. today I wun be able to enjoy this small yet meaningful actions as he will be off for his company's dinner... not that I will be going home and deem myself lonely and lack of companionship.. nope.. I will be out at Vivo City together with my three close galfriends for an early Christmas Celebration....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;usually I will be thrilled to be meeting them and catching up with them.. hearing all the lastest gossip that I usually lack far behind and laughing and smiling away... somehow the thrill and the excitment has died out from me today... maybe its becos of the cold.. maybe becos of my lack of sleep.. maybe its becos of my swollen eye or maybe, its becos somehow life seems meaningless now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how I miss those times where I could laugh and smile freely.. with nothing to worry about.. nothing to think about... just purely enjoying the company of friends and love ones... it seems ages ago since I last felt like that.. but alas, it was only last week, a mere 5 days ago when I was feeling like the luckiest girl on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How I wish I can go back to those wonderous days and just continue to live in that lifestyle.. no technology, no phone, no computer... just a few people and some consoles... and most importantly, alot of fun and laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss those days where I could just cuddle him on the bed.. I remember clearly that the room was as cold as what the office currently is.. he would be there to wrap his arms around me and offer me his warmth and comfort... I miss cycling along the beach, amist loads of people and the light drizzle.. each encouraging each other to move on and to reach safely back at the chalet.. I miss the times we cook food for each other and feed each other... I miss all the teasing which will always be accompanied by laughter, smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;those were the days where I felt like I was the luckiest girl of all.. I needed no one and I needed no materials.. all I needed was his company and his love and I was in my own world filled with laughter and happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss the days where I would await his message.. each unique in its own way and each expressing his deep feelings for me.. he did not have to type those 3 words.. but just the way he talk about his day made me know and undertsand that he was missing me and thinking about me all the way... I would eagerly await for his call to hear his cute voice which always perk me up and make me have a nice fuzzy feeling in my stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but alas, these few days have just been filled with arguments..with tears.. without one of us knowing what is going on, and why the relationship is taking a turn for the worst.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he was very honest with me.. telling me how his feelings for me had drop quite a margin.. I did not know what to say.. I did not know what to feel.. well, I did not need to know, cos my heart suddenly felt restricted and pain.. that someone had just stab me and left me there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dun know why, but it seems like as one grows older, ones emotional stability and ones emotions tend to be unbalanced.. the simplest thinsg can make me smile from ear to ear.. yet its also the simplest things and words that can cause my tear gates to open and flood the entire face... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wanted to do something stupid.. I felt the need to do something stupid.. but even with it in my hand and my hand exposed, I could not bring myself to d it.. cos I knew that in the end, I would just make him worry and feel angry.. I could not bring myself to hurt him and cause him more agony.. and so, all I could do was curl around Coco, and cry myelf to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hate myself for this.. I hate it how I can't control my emotions.. how easily it is for me to just tear and feel weak... I hate it that I have gone dependent on someone knowing all too well that that person didn't like that feeling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but love makes people do stupid things and definately cause people to think and feel differently.. even though how much hurt I have gone through, how many tears I have shed and how many times my heart ache and long, my love for him still remained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it may seem like a burden, but to me its a blessing in disguise.. cos without this love, we may have broken up eons ago.. and the memories that we share may be more limited.. becos of this love, it has made me become selfish, yet it has also made me realise alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am selfish.. becos of my love, I dun want to let him go.. becos of my feelings, I feel like we have a long way more to go and that gives me the determination to stay on and continue to fight for what I believe in... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a relationship can't purely survive on love.. I know that.. but I do hope that becos of love that it can help push the relationship on and hopefully on to newer and greater levels... I hope and pray that day by day, maybe his love for me will grow stong just like how my love for him has never waived... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh God, all I ever wanted was a life with him.. with kids, a house and a dog.. all I wanted was to be happy and love and care for him.. but instead, I became greedy and became more possesive as each day progresses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if the relationship does end, I have no one else to blame but myself.. blame myself for all the insecurities I have and for my low self-esteem.. blame myself for adding to the burden of my love one instead of reliving it.. blame myself for trapping the person that my heart feels so strongly for knowing how that person feels.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have said ample times of how much I love him.. but do my actions convey my words.. does he see the way I do.. I hope so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saying doesn mean anything, but doing does.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for this Christmas, nothing is more important to me then becoming the best gf that I can be... knowing that my relationship will work and my life will have its meaning once again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God, please let me be strong.. please let me have the courage and ability to move.. to be able to continue to love him without adding to his burden.. to have the gift of just making him happy.. to take care of him and let him know i am there for him... let me not make him worry any more than he should.. and dear God, let us stop arguing.. bring us back to the days where we only knew what was happiness, hugs and smiles... please, i beg u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Merry Christmas to all my friends, family and love ones.. I wish u all happiness for the many years to come and hope that u will be filled with many fond and sweet memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for me, I shall go have a nice good cry in the privacy of a bathroom stall, and later, I shall meet my friends with a big smile on my face and with my heart full of joy and excitment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: if only I could hear those special words day after day.. if only I could just fit in ur life perfectly and be the perfect gf that u could ever dream.. if I could change, I will.. and thats becos, u, are the most important and dearest of all.. no one can ever replac u.. know one will ever fill ur place.. no one will ever be able to make me smile and laugh the way that u can make me.. no one will ever be able to hold me and make me feel warm and fussy.. no one but u.. cos I would never want to love anyone else.. as I have given my all to u.. My Secret Wish: ur happiness, OUR future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116676921856883437?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116676921856883437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116676921856883437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116676921856883437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116676921856883437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116676921856883437' title='My innermost tots'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116641340401838709</id><published>2006-12-18T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:43:24.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;want to know what&lt;/span&gt; i am waiting for... hahaha... u will never guess.. hee hee.. kk... shall not torture u.. i am waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yup.. in about an hour time, i will be free.. its going to get kind of boring and sianz.. but well, its not always that i get to enjoy such luxury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now, if only i can make people disappear... then that will be the ultimate enjoyment... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dun understand what i am saying... stay tune to find out... hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p.s i am not high.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: Cuddles, hugs, warmth, kisses, YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116641340401838709?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116641340401838709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116641340401838709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116641340401838709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116641340401838709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116641340401838709' title='waiting'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116591003498836120</id><published>2006-12-12T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T15:56:32.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the old boring days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not refering to the 90s or 80s... talking about work... its been so long since i had the luxury to sit back... cuddel my pillow and type on my blog... ever since the events started 2 months back, have been so busy that i had to practically OT everyday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;call me crazy, but actually, i did enjoy that period of time.. yeah i was super dam tired and yes i had less time to spent with dear or to do my own stuff like check my mail and stuff, but i was occupied and i was involve with my passion... and i could take cab home... muhahaha... but seriously, i enjoyed working my ass off rather sitting and idling time away... so sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah.. my fav phrase for the last few days... very sianz... even i think dear is sick of hearing me say that... but seriously very sianz... one moment i was in a very slow pace environment that i wanted to scream my head off cos i was so darn bored and i wanted to do something constructive... then "bam"... my prayers were answered and suddenly the pace was very fast and there was no time to take a break.. now, i am suddenly whisked off back to the starting days... borring!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thank God kk decided that it was time for me to take charge of a seminar myself... in the past i was just doing the back up work,,, i am still doing the back up work but at least i can make my own decisions and i get to work at my own pace... dun have to report to anyone.. but i still occassionally let kk take a look.. is better to ensure that everything is in order than to let pride come first and ruin everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that reminds me, i was checking the conference website (the one that just past) and was dam happy when i read some of the mails.. the emails mentioned how the participants enjoyed the workshop alot and felt that everything was so smooth and relaxing... they were happy about their stay and overall were very pleased... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yipee!!!! so darn happy.... basically that was my baby man... though my name isn't mentioned in the main stuff (i.e the program book which was actually totally designed and created by me!!!), but at least the emails were attentioned to me.. so happy sia... i am so going to print those emails and include them in my portfolio.. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hao lian rite.. but hey, i am proud and happy that my hard work paid up... i think i did mentioned before about how i love this industry as a i love the satisfaction of an event going well and how i had made someone's day... hahaha... so being my first biggie, of cos i am hao lian... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, i wish there were more events... then i could gain more experience in the industry... i really learn alot during the past 4 months thus far... not only things about the industry too.. i picked up IT skills, microsoft office skills, people's skills most importantly, anger management skills.. hahaha... all thanks to Anna Robbinson... "spit" okok.. i am dam bad... but seriously, she really make people life a living hell whenever she is office... thank God all the "commotion" has died down.. (rumours had it is becos she knows that everyone wanted to transfer her out so she trying her best to ensure tt doesn't happen.. seriously, i think she started too late.. lol)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, the co. did extend their wishes for me to continue on.. have yet to decide though... hahaha... reason why haven decide cos i also dunnoe wat i wan to do after graduation... sure i can continue studying since my grades do allow me to do so.. but well, dun really wan to depend on my parents anymore... but then, PAC is seriously dam far... tot that after 4 months i would get use to all the travelling.. but seriosly, its dam tiring to travel... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;these few days i wake up with arguments in my head whether i should just take MC/ clear off or go to work... even contemplate whether i should just report to work late just to get the extra half-hr of sleep... luckily my determination is strong.. so far, i have yet to report late and have only taken one MC... i am usually the first to arrive too... but seriously, these few days my determination is getting dam weak... probably due to the fact that the tot of facing another boring day at work is dam demoralising... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am so dam freaking tired.. i think even if i pay all my overdue sleep fines, i will still be dam tired and lethargic... i guess all the travelling has really drained all my energy... plus the fact of being bored at work.. but surprisingly, when u ask me to travel to dear's place early in the morning as i did in the past, i wun be as tired.. haha.. i guess whats at the other end is very important.. lol...&lt;/span&gt; but i do admit, over the past few months i have been more lazy and thus, me and dear usually will meet at the middle.. or, he will just come my place, which seriously is far better.. lol.. u wan to sleep, u have a king size bed to lie and cuddle with a whole list of soft toys to choose from.. u want to watch tv, u can just pop downstairs and open the sofa bed and u can choose from the huge bag od DVDs and VCDs as well.. u wan to eat, u have all sort of machines to choose from.. just short of a microwave... if u are daring, u can try using the bread/pasta machine... u can use the oven to bake cake and cookied... the turber boiler for fried food and blah blah blah... and u have a laptop, a tablet and a computer to choose from.. oh, and u have 7 hamsters to play with.. haha.. and should the house prove to be to boring, just pop opposite to TM or CS.. or to the nearby park and now there is also IKEA and Courts which is a mere few bus stops away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the perfect hangout place.. haha.. the only bad side is that usually there is my mum and siblings at home.. so not much privacy.. lol.. but k la.. my siblings are rather good to hang out with and with my mum at home, one can expect good delicious food to come your way.. hahaha.. or if dad is at home, even beter cos it usually means great restaurants to visit.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dun believe, ask dear dear.. he has loads of experience.. lol... there was this time where he wanted to try Paris and the next thing, we were heading to Paris for dinner.. he wanted to catch "Happy Feet" and yipee, we have two free tickets to watch...lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.. okok.. i am in a bragging mood... sorry... but hey, it beats being in a depress mood and blogging about sadness, tears, unhealthy tots and anger... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kk... i shall go and clear some stuff that is currently on-hand.. i shall admit that i do have work to do, just tt i am lazy to do so, since more or less they are about data-entry... which equals to a big fat BORING!!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shall try to blog again later... loads of pics to load.. hee hee.. tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: ermz.. pretty me =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/25603753-116591003498836120?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116591003498836120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116591003498836120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116591003498836120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116591003498836120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116591003498836120' title='back to the old boring days'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116581677035381028</id><published>2006-12-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T15:08:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hey hey.. haven been blogging much.. never seem to have the time or the correct mood to do so.. dun wan to have another depressing entry like the previous one... which reminds me, sorry for that anguish and depressing post... wa really in a very very bad mood... dun worry, no harm was done to anyone.. hahaha... ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, was thinking of changing my blogskin... to signify the coming of the new year... lol.. but then pretty lazy to do so.. plus, haven spotted a skin that i actually like.,.. wondering how to create one of my own.. hmmm... mine will be dam simple... more or less just collage of pictures... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am a sentimental person.. a die hard romantic.. was clearing my room yesterday... got so many things.. mummy and sis was pushing me to get rid of my stuff... they also wanted me to keep all my stuff toys.. so tt it wun collect dust plus the room wun look so cluttered... FYI, the number of soft toys i have = 1 king size bed.. that of cos if i dun overlap them.. lol.. loads rite... there would be many more if my mum and sis never pyscho me to throw over the years... hahaha... but some were really old and getting dirty... so well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, yesterday me and my sis were squabbling away.. something that i haven done in a long time with my siblings... it went something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sis: keep all the soft toys lei.. esp the doggie (Don^don)... so dirty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: of cos dirty la. its been with me since 2 years ago and its the first soft toy i got from him (not counting moo^moo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sis: dun care... doesn't look nice... the rest can leave it but the dog goes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: no way lo.. everything that isn't bought by him can be kept in the cupboard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sis: ok.. we call a truce.. u can leave everything except the dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: next time u got bf i make sure all his stuff kept high up in the cupboards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sis: my bf wun give me such stuff.. i will have a practical bf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me: u go find one first before talking so much... anyway, now u say la.. next time then we see how la.. confirm will give de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sis: wun lo.. u wanna bet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and it goes on and on and on... hahaha.... stupid sis... dam irritating la.. she is worse than mummy... dam naggy... when mum and dad were away for holiday, i called her mummy.. hahaha.. cos she was the one who was cooking, cleaning and nagging.. lol.. feel so paiseh.. elder sis but i am slacking away and behaving like the younger one.. lol... oh well, can't blame me.. was working most of the time.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i realise that once in awhile stay at home with family is actually not a bad thing (dear, keyword is &lt;strong&gt;once in awhile&lt;/strong&gt;... hee hee) ever since started working, not much time spent with them.. my siblings were commenting to my parents how i need not know where the emergency stuff are cos i am never at home so no point telling me.. ouch,,, kk.. i get the BIG hint... hahaha... they miss me.. what to do.,.. i was always the one pampering them... use to buy stuff back for them or bring tt out shopping... ever since dun noe when it kind of stop... so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, i din meet dear cos he had to work the whole day... dam... hahaha... so i was stuck cleaning my entire room and the hamsters... (dear, u shall clean ur own by urself!!!!) hahaha... but k la.. it was fun... i burn a CD and played it on the stereo.. so basically the house was blasted with music.. hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now my room is neat and tidy... the way i like it to be.. its hell when sharing with my sis.. she is dam messy and untidy.. always have to clean up after her.. dam... hahaha... i shall dump her stuff on her side of the bed... tt will ensure she will have to clean up before she can sleep properly.. probably she will just dump everything on the floor or on my table... i am so going to pity her future bf.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, so far life is pretty good.. except for my unsual and abrupt mood swings... poor dear dear... must tolerate me... i oso dunnoe wats going on... crazy hormones... hope the craziness ends soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: A normal life in a normal girl's body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116581677035381028?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116581677035381028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116581677035381028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116581677035381028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116581677035381028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116581677035381028' title='a day at home'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116511907795760951</id><published>2006-12-03T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:11:18.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm in a sucky mood right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to reach by 1130 and then it has been extended to 1200... now, it has been extended to 1230... wonder how many more extensions will be coming my way... guys... thoughtless brats... or maybe its just tt i am not girl enough which results in me always being on time and thus having to wait for him... well, as it has always been said, he is more girl then i am and i am more guy then he is... tough luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so great to finally be able to on my lappie and type something that its not related to school or work (although i do have some more assignments to complete, but well, its been some time since i procrastinate.. so give me some space)... its been a hectic month... with courses back to back and one conference after another... having two more next week... haiz.. the good news is that the part of how SIP cause people to slim down is finally taken its place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been eaing properly and also haven been having a good stomach... i am just too tired to eat... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having mood swings rite now... dam..well, girls, u know wht tt means.. after close to a year of wondering what was going on with my body, it finally has unleash... and unlike girls who are so darn eager for it to go away or how they moan and grumble of having it.. i am thrilled that it finally came.. after so darn long... i am just not use to the mood swings... dam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much can a person change over a period of time.. change as in change till the max.. change to complete improvement and nothing else except what was expected (cheme) well, after so darn long, i have come to realise that the answer is ZERO...  a person wun change to the max... maybe a bit here abit there... but generally it all adds up to abit.. yeah yeah.. abit is better then none... but well, it defeats the purpose doesn't it... anyway, if u wan to know what the hell i am grumbling about, ask me nicely and maybe i will be nice enough to oblige you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me too much... seriously.. maybe he and saturn are having an overated fight over who loves me more and thus my life is endlessly thrown between heaven and hell... so one of the many question that i shall raise when i die is.. who won... who won that blasted fight that cause my life to be a never ending rollercoaster.... it should be an interesting question... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.. i am sick of my life.. sometimes i just want to close my eyes and just bam wam be gone.. (too many shows.. tsk tsk)... i had a dream whereas i was brought to a place where i could just scream all my frustration away.. a place where i could just cry and no one would bother about me or care... if anyone knows such a place, be nice and share with me yeah... it will  highly appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am weird to the max.. at times, i like the attention i receive when i am sad and down.. but at times, the attention irritates me to the max... i feel suffocated and i feel trapped.. and hell, my parents are great at that... being their own daughter, their own flesh and blood, one would think that they will be supportive of their daughter especialy when one is crying her eyes out... but i have come to learn and understand that everything, every argument, every fight, every squabble is always my fault and no one else... great life huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to run away from it all, sometimes i wish i can just live far far away and never come back.. i have been contemplating on a way to do so..but so far it fails cos of stupid money... money is the root of all evil.. this i totally agree.. espeally since it has brought me to hell rather than heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of feeling m heart ache.. i am tiredof thinking what the future may bring.. since young, i always knew what i want and will try the damnest to achieve it..but now, my life just seems like a blank.. i have no idea what lays before me.. and i have no idea what will i become..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the person that i have become.. beneath all the make-up and dressing is someone foreign to me.. every little things make me aggitated.. every small thing makes my heart ache and the urge of wanting to cry my heart out.. instead of the strong girl that i once was and was able to portray, i seem like a helpless person right now.. even with many friends and family... life seems so empty and lonely once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, it isn't entirely his fault.. it isn't anyone's fault.. if i wan to blame, i shall blame in on God... but well, that can only be argued upon after i die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seem to talkabout dying too many times... hmm.. no worries.. i wun kill myself... i wun be like one of those many people i read in newspapers of how they succumb to their stress and give it all up... nah.. i wun be like them... the most i will do is go far far away... where i dun know a darn person and build my life up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know whats the funniest things.. i actually had my day well plan today.. i was going to wake up early and have a nice long shower... i was going to blow dry my hair and then use the cream i bought and curl my hair... i was going to tie them in two pigtails and curl the ends... i was going to wear my comfy jacket with my comfy shorts.. than i will put on my make-up the way tt he likes it.. i will then leave the house a about 1120am... and await his arrival at the MRT station... we would go look and DVDS and maybe rent one or two.. then we would go shopping at NTUC and get all the yummy food... we would then head back to the house where i will cook all the delicious food while he sits in one corner and plays his gameboy... then, we would put on one of the shows, cuddle in each other arms and eat all the food... we then may rest awhile before goin on to the next show... before my family returns, we would go have a nice walk and maybe get a bubble tea and just sit somewhere and talk... then he will leave for home while i come home finish my work and have a nice shower before heading to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, as nicely i have plan, my life always seems dam to go the other way.. so right now i am sitting at my desk.. writing this anguish and non-flowing entry.. my hair is in a mess.. i haven showered and my room is in a mess... my face isn't prettily drawn but instead, my eyes are red and pimples are everywhere... and bes of al, instead of feeling happy and excited to see him, i am feeling depress, lethargic and frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so peeps, as u can see, my life isn't pretty and my life is darn unpredictable... how exciting and how interesting u may think.. if that the case then i will be making an offer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone needs an "interesting and exciting" life.. u can have mine... for free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: at this point in time, i dn believe in wishes.. cos mine never seems to come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116511907795760951?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116511907795760951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116511907795760951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116511907795760951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116511907795760951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116511907795760951' title='depressed'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116349813914888587</id><published>2006-11-14T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T17:55:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yipee... 21!! 21!!! 21!!! lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no no... I haven reach tt age yet... still got 2 long years to go before reaching the adulthood... hahaha..... and no, my birthday is not on the 21 nor do I know anyone whose birthday is on the 21... hahaha,... I am happy about the 21 cos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ITS DNX 21 MONTHS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha.. time pass so fast and we are going closer and closer to the big 2... so far, this marks my longest relationship.. hahaha... no bad hor.. this is also dear's longest relationship too.. so we are both super super happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we should be.. considering what we have gone through the pat 21 months... actually, if want to &lt;em&gt;Ji Jiao&lt;/em&gt; this actually the 2nd year and dun how many months that we could have been together.. but, oh well, lets not dwell on it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as I was saying, if it was any other couple, I think long long ago they would have been "bye bye" le... they would hvae move on and dun bother about turning back... but we pull through I all.. from a bitch to friends, from trust and security, family and relatives, work and money... we have been through it all.. and seems like there is definitely more to come.. (dam) but oh well, life is never perfect and smooth flowing... mine is a definite not... haiz.. poor poor me.. but well, through it all I have learn and experience new things... so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, enough blabbering... lets talk about more substantial stuff.. hmm.. like... my OFF DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woohoo.. it was dam shiok man.. being able to sleep longer... actually, technically speaking it was the same since I slept at 12 and woke up at 7.. usual time is sleep at 11 plus wake up at 6.. so more or less no diff.. but there is something about knowing that its an ff day and u dun have to go work that makes u feel energetic and not sleepy at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woke up and dress and prepare for my date with dear.. then I made my way to Tiong Bahru to await his arrival.. took the train with dad who was also on his way to work.. it was a good time for us to catch up and talk since he got back from Japan not long and haven been able to talk to him much.. so it was actually nice to be able to have a decent conversation with him.. hee hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then I went to Mac to wait for Mr sleepy head to wake up... luckily I brought a book along so it wasn't tt bad.. then wen dear finally arrive (9+++) we went to UOB bank.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ever since dear started work, he has been slowly saving for th future.. but of cos, its dam hard to save in ur normal account where u are always tempted to save the money... so we decided tt he should get another account so that the saving actually will take place.. well, good move cos in the end not only does he get to save and gain more interets (the bank was offering 3.75* rather than the normal rate), dear also got a new IPOD nANO... dam... lucky him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the last few weeks I have actually been going IT shopping.. was considering either getting a DS Ninteno or a MP3 player.. I really like the nano but well, I couldn bear to part with so much money.. so in the end, after long hours of walking and searching and time spend cracking my brain and calculating my financial status, I did not get anything in the end.. dam...*&lt;em&gt;bian zui*&lt;/em&gt; lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after we finish his account, it was just the right timing to head to my bank, POSB... needed to change my atm card as well as apply for a debit card... the queeue was so darn long... was contemplating to withdraw all my money and start an UOB account... the convenience of not having to look for two different atm machines on a date.. yipee.. hahaha.. but well, decided to be a paitient girl and wait.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in the end, I did manage to get my new atm card which also acts like my debit card.. apllied for thecapital land debit card too since it was free application at tt time.. yipee.. hopefull it can do online purchasing.. hee hee.. then it will be "ebay here I come".. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we then headed to Vivo vity to catch a movie.. to the management of Vivo city, I apologies if u all were sneezing the entire time since I was cursing and swearing the entire time.. oops.. but I seriously could not help it.. it was horrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there is not even a single atm machine in that entire "City".. we had to walk all the way to Harbour front just to withdraw money... at tt point in time I was dam piss... since we could not wihdraw, we had to ourchase our tickets using the AXS machine.. and the stupid machine gave us A seats.. bloody freaking A... if it was my report card I would not have mind.. but in a cinema.. killer... and to top it al, the seats were super not comfortable.. and we were surround by noisy freaking students who just couldn keep their mouths shut.. dam... I thank god that we did not catch a horror movie.. imagine the screaming, screeching and noise.. urghhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but well, the show mad up for the surrounding.. it was absolutely wonderful... fabulous movie.. everyone go watch "STEP UP" its a great movie... the dance moves, the songs, te story line.. perfect.. it was such en entertaining movie... too bad for the surroundings.. ot would have been the most perfect movie date... haiz... i'm sticking to Great world.. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we then went to vivo mart to find food to cook.. hee hee... its been some time since we last cook at his place since his mum is always nagging about how we will make the house dirty... but well, we wanted to make soup so we tot it wouldn be tt bad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we bought th packet type where u just put the ingredients in and let is boil.. brought this herbak chicken soup.. plus we got 4 drumlets and a packet of the instant eggs.. yummy... then we went to his place and boiled the soup for around 1 hr and 45 mins... at the mean time, we were watching TV and dear was dozing off on the sofa.. hahaha... as usual, I was notti and every time he doze off I would be there, wide-eyed at his face.. haha.. thus every time he open his eyes he would see my inoccent face looking at him.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, the food was good.. considering it was our first time.. I also fried my favourite "sunny-side up eggs for us to eat.. yummy yummy... too bad the mood of the day was destroyed at the end by his mom, but oh well, it was a great off day and it was a great day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh, how I wish I could this every other day (see, I am not tt greedy.. lol) time spent with dear is just so great.. its only when we dun meet and stuff tt things tend to happen... hmmm... but well, I am slowly learning to let him have more time for himself..can't hog him yeah... wouldn't want him to suffocate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DEAR DEAR, THANKS FOR THESE WONDEFUL AND BLISS 21 MONTHS... although there are many times where u muz have felt like giving me one big slap and leaving me, I am grateful tt u stayed on with me and continued to love me day by day.. I know u are tolerating my nonsense so I will try my best to reduce them k.. and I will try to fulfill all ur wishes.. hee hee... heres hopping that we have many many more happy days to come.. many more months to celebrate and many more anniversaries to look forward too.. u are the best thing tt has happen in my 19 years of life... thanks dear... muack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: why stop at 21... many many more years would be better.. right? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116349813914888587?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116349813914888587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116349813914888587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116349813914888587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116349813914888587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116349813914888587' title='Happy 21'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116349813819917456</id><published>2006-11-14T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:00:40.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yipee... 21!! 21!!! 21!!! lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no no... I haven reach tt age yet... still got 2 long years to go before reaching the adulthood... hahaha..... and no, my birthday is not on the 21 nor do I know anyone whose birthday is on the 21... hahaha,... I am happy about the 21 cos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ITS DNX 21 MONTHS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha.. time pass so fast and we are going closer and closer to the big 2... so far, this marks my longest relationship.. hahaha... no bad hor.. this is also dear's longest relationship too.. so we are both super super happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we should be.. considering what we have gone through the pat 21 months... actually, if want to &lt;em&gt;Ji Jiao&lt;/em&gt; this actually the 2nd year and dun how many months that we could have been together.. but, oh well, lets not dwell on it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;as I was saying, if it was any other couple, I think long long ago they would have been "bye bye" le... they would hvae move on and dun bother about turning back... but we pull through I all.. from a bitch to friends, from trust and security, family and relatives, work and money... we have been through it all.. and seems like there is definitely more to come.. (dam) but oh well, life is never perfect and smooth flowing... mine is a definite not... haiz.. poor poor me.. but well, through it all I have learn and experience new things... so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, enough blabbering... lets talk about more substantial stuff.. hmm.. like... my OFF DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woohoo.. it was dam shiok man.. being able to sleep longer... actually, technically speaking it was the same since I slept at 12 and woke up at 7.. usual time is sleep at 11 plus wake up at 6.. so more or less no diff.. but there is something about knowing that its an ff day and u dun have to go work that makes u feel energetic and not sleepy at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woke up and dress and prepare for my date with dear.. then I made my way to Tiong Bahru to await his arrival.. took the train with dad who was also on his way to work.. it was a good time for us to catch up and talk since he got back from Japan not long and haven been able to talk to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;him much.. so it was actually nice to be able to have a decent conversation with him.. hee hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then I went to Mac to wait for Mr sleepy head to wake up... luckily I brought a book along so it wasn't tt bad.. then wen dear finally arrive (9+++) we went to UOB bank.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ever since dear started work, he has been slowly saving for th future.. but of cos, its dam hard to save in ur normal account where u are always tempted to save the money... so we decided tt he should get another account so that the saving actually will take place.. well, good move cos in the end not only does he get to save and gain more interets (the bank was offering 3.75* rather than the normal rate), dear also got a new IPOD nANO... dam... lucky him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the last few weeks I have actually been going IT shopping.. was considering either getting a DS Ninteno or a MP3 player.. I really like the nano but well, I couldn bear to part with so much money.. so in the end, after long hours of walking and searching and time spend cracking my brain and calculating my financial status, I did not get anything in the end.. dam...*&lt;em&gt;bian zui*&lt;/em&gt; lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after we finish his account, it was just the right timing to head to my bank, POSB... needed to change my atm card as well as apply for a debit card... the queeue was so darn long... was contemplating to withdraw all my money and start an UOB account... the convenience of not having to look for two different atm machines on a date.. yipee.. hahaha.. but well, decided to be a paitient girl and wait.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in the end, I did manage to get my new atm card which also acts like my debit card.. apllied for thecapital land debit card too since it was free application at tt time.. yipee.. hopefull it can do online purchasing.. hee hee.. then it will be "ebay here I come".. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we then headed to Vivo vity to catch a movie.. to the management of Vivo city, I apologies if u all were sneezing the entire time since I was cursing and swearing the entire time.. oops.. but I seriously could not help it.. it was horrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;there is not even a single atm machine in that entire "City".. we had to walk all the way to Harbour front just to withdraw money... at tt point in time I was dam piss... since we could not wihdraw, we had to ourchase our tickets using the AXS machine.. and the stupid machine gave us A seats.. bloody freaking A... if it was my report card I would not have mind.. but in a cinema.. killer... and to top it al, the seats were super not comfortable.. and we were surround by noisy freaking students who just couldn keep their mouths shut.. dam... I thank god that we did not catch a horror movie.. imagine the screaming, screeching and noise.. urghhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but well, the show mad up for the surrounding.. it was absolutely wonderful... fabulous movie.. everyone go watch "STEP UP" its a great movie... the dance moves, the songs, te story line.. perfect.. it was such en entertaining movie... too bad for the surroundings.. ot would have been the most perfect movie date... haiz... i'm sticking to Great world.. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we then went to vivo mart to find food to cook.. hee hee... its been some time since we last cook at his place since his mum is always nagging about how we will make the house dirty... but well, we wanted to make soup so we tot it wouldn be tt bad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we bought th packet type where u just put the ingredients in and let is boil.. brought this herbak chicken soup.. plus we got 4 drumlets and a packet of the instant eggs.. yummy... then we went to his place and boiled the soup for around 1 hr and 45 mins... at the mean time, we were watching TV and dear was dozing off on the sofa.. hahaha... as usual, I was notti and every time he doze off I would be there, wide-eyed at his face.. haha.. thus every time he open his eyes he would see my inoccent face looking at him.. lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, the food was good.. considering it was our first time.. I also fried my favourite "sunny-side up eggs for us to eat.. yummy yummy... too bad the mood of the day was destroyed at the end by his mom, but oh well, it was a great off day and it was a great day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh, how I wish I could this every other day (see, I am not tt greedy.. lol) time spent with dear is just so great.. its only when we dun meet and stuff tt things tend to happen... hmmm... but well, I am slowly learning to let him have more time for himself..can't hog him yeah... wouldn't want &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;him to suffocate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DEAR DEAR, THANKS FOR THESE WONDEFUL AND BLISS 21 MONTHS... although there are many times where u muz have felt like giving me one big slap and leaving me, I am grateful tt u stayed on with me and continued to love me day by day.. I know u are tolerating my nonsense so I will try my best to reduce them k.. and I will try to fulfill all ur wishes.. hee hee... heres hopping that we have many many more happy days to come.. many more months to celebrate and many more anniversaries to look forward too.. u are the best thing tt has happen in my 19 years of life... thanks dear... muack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: why stop at 21... many many more years would be better.. right? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116349813819917456?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116349813819917456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116349813819917456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116349813819917456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116349813819917456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116349813819917456' title='Happy 21'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116314754954257118</id><published>2006-11-10T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:32:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its currentl 1330 base on office time.. that means 3 more hours to go before i can leave... yipee.. nope.. my math isn't failing... hahaha.. although now it seems i am more dependent on the calculator.. but anyway, i clocking off at 430pm today instead of the usual Friday 530pm... claiming one of my four hours of off-in-lieu... haha... slowly clear. wanted to keep it till Christmas time.. but hui leng wanted me to clear by this month since i will have plenty next month... then i am not clearing all in one short since dear does not want to clear any leave, so that will mean time just idling away.. so sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events are linning up one after another towards the end of the month... so tts why i am enjoying the free time that i have now... cos by the end of the month, my entries will either be shorter and shorter or non-exsistence now... so now enjoying surfing the net and blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what to blog today lei.. there is so many things on my mind right now... there is so many questions that fill my head... dam.. one of the many setbacks of being a girl.. we just can't seem to stop thinking.. wonder why God creatd gals in this ways... my opinion is so that we can just iritate guys to the max... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no joke.. dear can explain fully what i mean... he is always telling me to stop thinking too much.. never ending de... till he gets sianz, tired and grumpy... but hey, i can't help it.. i am a girl... thats G.I.R.L... I may not behave like one time to time, but there is no mistake that i am.. so, too bad... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, feeling dam frustrated over nothing this past few days.. all my emotions are just going wild.. can't seem to think properly.. dam.. stupid hormones.. its high time i should go for my mical check-up.. maybe i hae a tumore somewhere that is causing me to gain weight, causing my period to stop and causing all my emotions to be jumpy and out of place.. no joke.. there is suh a case.. or maybe i am just watching too much "HOUSE"... GERALDINE!!! lol... but hey, House is nice.. gruesome but nice.. lol.. i'm just weird.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the notion of having a tumor doesn seem so bad.. especially if it can be remove and all my fats can just disappear and my emotions just stay normal.. excuses.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh... i' missing Azlina.. when she was around, i dun seem to make so much mistakes.. now when she is gone.. all my mistakes decided to come out and have fun.. dam.. its making me look back.. haiz.. maybe i am just crashing under pressure and responsibilty.. haiz.. but well, Can i do it, Yes i can.. lol.. seeing too much commercials liao... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do guys like to go look and get to know other girls even when they are attached.. is this really normal?? hmmm...  i know its their own private life, but it makes me feel like i am not good enough and thats why there is a need to go  look around and find someone better.. yeah yeah.. paranoida... but still.. dun undertstand the logic...  this is when i start curssing and swearing at Friendster... dam... oh well, trying to understand this concept.. if anyone can help me understand faster let me know yeah... hahaha...i need to grasp the concept asap.. its causing alot of strain on my relationship... no offense dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met Li mi yesterday (Steffi.. why u live so far!!!) it was great to catch up with her... we basically just roam about tampines... had dinner... some shopping (she shop, i watch).. it was very fun... missing those crazy times we had (we= T.C.C) all the laughter and craziness.. hahaha... happy feeling...which brings me back to the notion that I MISS SCHOOL!!!! yeah, and i dun mean friends only, i am actually missing lectures and tutorials as well.. plus all the funky and fun HTM lecturers... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a entry that i wrote that i miss my cousin.. hahaha... werid... not particularlly close to anyone.. except one ba... Ching Men... he is 2 years older then me and is currently in KL getting his degree.. hahaha.. we use to send letter to each other in the past... then now we frequently talk on msn... its god to talk to him... someone to listen and talk with who is actually related to me... hahaha... can't be help.. all my cousins are so far away.. only get to see them once a year... some times not even once...so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, this post us really random.. just typing whatever comes to my mind... hahaha...&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/25603753-116314754954257118?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116314754954257118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116314754954257118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116314754954257118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116314754954257118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116314754954257118' title=''/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116289367510096154</id><published>2006-11-07T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:19:40.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the office...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;doing nothing...Again.. Darn.. What's with these few days.. Dam... Seems like going back to the first few weeks of attachment... So not good.. Thank God for the internet... Thank God for my own computer... And not forgetting tablet... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long gone are the days where I have to stare, scream and frustratedlly scream at the ancient computer sitting at my table collecting dust... cos, I happen to be using the office tablet.. woo hoo... Its so dam shiok... And its so much more efficient.. Of cos, the ancient one is still on.. But when it comes to things that need printing, all hail the wonderful lappie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my office space is rather cramp... Behind me I have files of stuff that need updating and looking through...And cover lids containing information for me to follow-up... Then there is my own table.. The walls of the table are nicely filled up with pictures and gifts received along my attachment and of cos important information as well.. Then there is the telephone and all the stationary that I have nicely sorted out ... Then there is my piglet sitting nicely in the middle which keeps my handphone warm and comfortable... Not forgetting my trusty tumbler that contains my ice water and my Mickey mouse cup which contains my warm sugar tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my speakers are now softly playing love songs... Those love ballads that I wish I can hear them sung by my love one before I go to dreamland... The lappie I on where my messenger is open and ready to be use to strike up conversations esp when the ZzZ bug is going to hit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall.. I shouldn be complaining... compared to those who have to stand all-day, serving customer after customer, I am really one lucky gal.. Not forgetting how one of my drawers is filled with snacks for me (though its time to hit NTUC and stock up)... So I am pretty satisfied.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since its more or less about office, lets talk about the boo hoo that I made on Friday.. The biggest mistake that I have made thus far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, it was a quiet Friday... Hot, lonely and quiet... Gab and Lillian had taken half-day and since I din feel like eating, the rest was happily out for lunch.. Was suppose to send some emails out.. Confirmation letters.. But well, other then it being a hot, lonely and quiet Friday afternoon, it was also one sad day for me.. Had a major argument the night before with dear and so my mood and attitude wasn't at the right place.. Yup.. I flunk one of the major rules in the Hospitality and tourism industry.. Never bring your personal life to work... Darn... But well.. I really just wasn in the mood.. To top it, Azlina was leaving soon and a huge responsibility was suddenly bestowed on me.. Dam.. So as u can see, it really wasn a good day but, I shouldn be making up excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, I had 3 emails draft up.. Letter A, B AND C... Of cos, letter A was for group A, letter B for group B and well, u get the picture... Anyway, lets list wad I did wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot to sign off, so the email was "Thanks and best regards, XXX" dam paiseh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there were repeated emails... I did the mail merge thing that have learnt and apparently, I wasn suppose to do that for emails.. But, it was a tad too late.. So...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there was grammatical and spelling error..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;but all those are common.. I made the worst mistake which is so unlikely to be made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent email A to group B, email B to group C and yes I am too ashamed to carry on.. F***... And best of all, the head committee member email happen to be in it.. Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its my colleagues not so bad, but committee members as well.. There goes poor me.. Best of all, this academic pple love face one.. Serious.. I have come to know how face rules in the academic world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems indifferent to call a professor Dr or call a Doctor Prof. Seems like some small deal, but no.. Its actually a huge deal.. Then u tot there is no difference between Prof. And Assistant Prof. And so u call both of them Prof... Then u find out that oops, I should have called the Assistant Prof. Assistant Prof. or just simple Dr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell difference does it make.. haiz.. But well, these are well-to-do, highly educated people who have so splendidly manage to get their PHD... So designation to them matters like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't everyone be called Mr. or Miss.. Life will be so much less complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, made that huge mistake.. And ermz, alot of stuff had to be done to correct it.. Feel so bad.. Hui Leng had to ask me whether I am ok.. That I am feeling alrite.. ermz... Dam paiseh la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lesson learnt, other than not bringing personal life to work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;always check, check and double check.. Checking doesn kill anyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fast doesn earn u praise but doing things correctly does&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;little details that may seem un-noticeable usually get noticed first&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Ahh.. the details of life and the details of academic people's life are so darn important.. I hope that if i do become a Professor one day (dream, dream dream), I won't be so stuck up about my designation.. hahaha.. lets wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee, dear got his pay.. finally.. at last.. claps.. hahaha... I'm just happy cos I'm missing the "girl" feeling.. i dun mind paying.. i dun mind giving him money.. afterall, i am the one who wants to meet up.. but at times, u just want the feeling of ur bf helping you to pay stuff.. simple things are fine.. just pay for my meals and i will be one happy girl.. lol... I'm so easily pleased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. thats what i think la.. of cos, everyone is subjected to their own thinking... i wonder whether dear thinks i am an easy person to please.. hmm... hahaha... maybe not ba.. cos his thinking and mine just totally clash one another.. its amzing that we are able to stand out for so long.. hahaha.. different charcter, thinking and hobbies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats y our share of arguments is a tad more then normal couples.. abit tiring if u ask me.. and the feeling of "when its the next time we argue and then no more" is excruciating... dam.. but well, I shouldn't be complaining... although we have our arguments, we still are and will (hopefully) continue to grow strong and support one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... lets not get too mushy shall we.. hahaha.. i would love to post some pictures, but nah.. abit lazy.. lol.. hall do so another time.. take care people.. and a note to remember, cherish happy times k? cos u will never know when they will ever end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:: My Secret Wish :: Happy times, happy memories, happy u.. happy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25603753-116289367510096154?l=dailyblabberings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/feeds/116289367510096154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25603753&amp;postID=116289367510096154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116289367510096154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25603753/posts/default/116289367510096154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyblabberings.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116289367510096154' title='At the office...'/><author><name>:: My Secret Wish ::</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/IMG_8259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25603753.post-116279907266955361</id><published>2006-11-06T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:44:32.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey... its been ages since i could blog during working hours.. been so busy lately.. all the  conferences and short courses are going to be held together one after another at the end of the month... so got alot of finalisation and other stuff to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Leng isnt in today... so is Andrew... KK went for reservice and Azlina has move on to her new job... all the Professors are also not in the country... lol.. all disappear at once... when is it my turn... boo hoo.. everyone seems to be clearing leave and taking off.. but poor me has to work every single day without fail.. unless i am prepared to fail my SIP... darn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a good note, my company has offered me to stay on after my attachment.. most prob going too.. if nothing goes wrong.. will be working for them till the end of 2007.. then i either start a permanent job or i would be going to further my studies.. see what future brings ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough of all these... the main agenda for today is "FOOD"... lol... i realise while going through my pictures that i have alot of pictures of food... but never got a chance to blog about it.. hmm... so well, since i am falling asleep (played too much Sudoku le) i shall log about food first... hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start off with mummy's birthday which was so darn long ago.. lol... anyway, we went to some hotel (M hotel i think) at Lavender area... buffet dinner.. more or less local food.. but it was still very delicious... dear dear was also invited.. hee hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00577.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in-charge of reserving seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00573.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00573.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dear looking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00578.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;assorted deserts (now u see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00580.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u dun =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00581.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;delicioua Calamari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00587.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00587.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;buffer table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00583.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yummy seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00589.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chocolate fondu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00592.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dear made ice-cream ball for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00590.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D.E.L.I.C.I.O.U.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00591.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00591.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kor still dun noe how to eat clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC00594.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC00594.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after a satisfying meal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next is my birthday... my family celebrated early for me since i had plans on the actual day... so daddy brought us to F.A.M.I.L.Y which was PARIS in the past... delicious seafood.. but mainly, i like the deserts.. loads to choose from.. and once again, dear was invited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear not happy to peel prawn for me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assorted jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;desert area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01220.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;assorted cakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/1600/DSC01221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/313/2678/320/DSC01221.jpg" alt="" border=
