<?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-29855326</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:31:30.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilikeitrandom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-27254400956754579</id><published>2011-01-17T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:34:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye</title><content type='html'>This is the last post here!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-27254400956754579?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/27254400956754579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=27254400956754579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/27254400956754579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/27254400956754579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2011/01/byebye.html' title='Byebye'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3879747758382708242</id><published>2010-09-03T14:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:49:56.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its true.</title><content type='html'>So full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day I saw on tm's status.&lt;br /&gt;"How dreadful it is, on the day when all our thoughts and acts done in secret will be revealed. I should always remind myself of that in order to be fearful and sober."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was reminded that on the very day of Judgment everything will be exposed. By our fleshly reasoning’s we try to compromise and deceive ourselves and everyone else but we cannot deceive our God, the supreme Judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But I will tell you that men will have to give account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. Matthew 12:36"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also every sin committed , every sinful thought of your heart. Imagine giving account to all those things you have done. Im scared because I know what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-3879747758382708242?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3879747758382708242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3879747758382708242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3879747758382708242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3879747758382708242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-true.html' title='Its true.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4342144403081330907</id><published>2010-08-24T03:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T04:48:20.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so awesome</title><content type='html'>Freaking 3.27am and i still cannot sleep yet. Aftermath of a long night shift followed by long afternoon nap. My biological clock is pretty screwed. Actually if i really want to sleep, i can fall asleep quite easily (believe me im thankful for this). I am just too stubborn to close my eyes. What the heck what the hoo am i talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find a human to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are friends when you need them. My dear girls, no i am not complaining about you guys. Just that i often find myself in a situation when i really want to talk to a human but realised you can only talk to yourself. Bet im not the only one. Am certain u felt this way before too, c'mon high five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think I have 638 fb friends and xxx msn contacts for nothing. okay the xxx is because i went to check how many msn contacts i have but i realised need to count to get the figure becos i group-ed my contacts. Cant sleep doesnt mean i have to count msn contacts right hahaha! Ridiculous. Counting sheep is still waaay cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. I envy happy family, where the father and mother are still both in love, when sibilings playfully trying to annoy one another, when walking alone with your dad is not awkward, when the brother cares about things other than maple story and psp, when if one family member is not around the rest will for sure miss the person, when family goes to church together happily on sunday for the right reasons. Months ago mum was telling me we should really go take a family portrait. I am not sure if she still feel the same. I dont know how to help her, the most i can do is to massage her painful and sore heel and trying to rmb to do more housechores , heh heh which i ususally am too lazy to do. Mum is a strong woman, despite all the things we have done to her. All the mistakes that could never be corrected, only attempting to make up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you too. And i am so glad it did not happen because u are quite a bastard in some way. Goes the same for all guys actually. Today a human told me when guys talk to each other, they can start from many different things but will eventually end up in one same topic. Hahaha. True. And I dont like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao its nearly 5am. Okay, I shall not be stubborn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw i am not emo okay! Just in case you thought so. I am quite happy actually.&lt;br /&gt;Quoting connie, KTHXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4342144403081330907?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4342144403081330907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4342144403081330907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4342144403081330907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4342144403081330907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-so-awesome.html' title='Not so awesome'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-631885434826746645</id><published>2010-08-23T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:18:29.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck.</title><content type='html'>I'm no retarded I alr knew long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, no matter how old, are the same when it comes to certain things.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I dont rly like the fact that you were the one who reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack.&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago i was not well. Very bad stomach cramps caused by virus, according to the doctor. Actually, I heard the doctor said "WHY-RUS" and i was wondering what medical term was that! Then i figured that virus probably makes more sense luh huh. Very bad backache came along too, reason unknown. I almost thought i just gave birth luhhh!&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks mum, i have so much things to say but i guess actions speak louder than words"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got an two days MC during this yog deployment period. I think i am a very paranoid person. The first thing that came to my mind is, "uh, people surely say i chao keng." Why that thought, idk. But in the end i was right anw. That happened, be it intentional or not, it made me quite upset that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought matured-female po are slightly cooler than ordinary girls. Boy, was i wrong. Women will still be women and they gna bitch and gossip and still can laugh and joke with the subject. For this reason, i am so so so glad my work environment hb more males than females. And that is one of the reasons why i joined uniformed services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. I have decided i will not marry a talkative man. This is way more impt than whether he has leg hairs or not! I am serious, no jokin okay hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-631885434826746645?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/631885434826746645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=631885434826746645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/631885434826746645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/631885434826746645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/08/stuck.html' title='Stuck.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8142564186558401824</id><published>2010-08-10T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:48:42.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit upset.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was National day but i wasnt at padang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be! But changes were made and i ended up conducting cargo checks at old BL interchange, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues wld say that im silly to want to be deployed for NDP. But I very much want to see the marching contingent which i think is the most interesting part, or at least the fireworks. And the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason is, I was hoping to be involved in NDP because I might get to see my squadmates there, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nearly four months already, I still keep thinking about my choice of division. I wanted to go Alpha div. Quite badly. But i ended up putting Juilet as my first choice because I live within juilet. Ironically, bb isnt exactly very convenient for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I make bad decisions. But if all these were to happen this way, there must be a reason for it. Maybe this way, it is better for me lah uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8142564186558401824?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8142564186558401824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8142564186558401824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8142564186558401824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8142564186558401824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-bit-upset.html' title='A little bit upset.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8293813399547525944</id><published>2010-08-06T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:27:30.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>it is wrong, so I will put a stop to it. I still don't know how but I will try.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really feel the same way this time. Sometimes it feels okay. Its not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that I would like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start my private driving lessons, after yog deployment.&lt;br /&gt;2. And get my driving license.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick up a hobby. Yeah I dont hv any. lol.&lt;br /&gt;4. Go for a run or a swim.&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a super big box to keep all my cards and letters.&lt;br /&gt;6. Memorise all the commonly used sections of cap 224.&lt;br /&gt;7. Figure out how to use my hp's bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;8. Watch Inception.&lt;br /&gt;9. Get over and done with yog deployment.&lt;br /&gt;10. Thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8293813399547525944?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8293813399547525944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8293813399547525944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8293813399547525944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8293813399547525944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wana.html' title='I know'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7257452432118014465</id><published>2010-07-31T01:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:20:58.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some durians and mangoes thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Pure luck i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Although it was just some durians and mangoes that were stolen, the action was there.&lt;br /&gt;I likeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Fruitful night uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a bit more time.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think im alr lovin' bb and charlie more and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been kind of waiting for you to tell me your favourite song. Now, all i can think about is, i think the song is really nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7257452432118014465?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7257452432118014465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7257452432118014465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7257452432118014465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7257452432118014465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-some-durians-and-mangoes-thoughts.html' title='Just some durians and mangoes thoughts.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-457919230722343377</id><published>2010-06-11T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:24:34.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very fast ah, time.</title><content type='html'>Shucks i think my ippt is 19th june and i haven been running. so today morning i went to the stadium and ran intervals. wahlao my stamina dropped like crazy, like drop like crazy, like crazy. zamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, i visited the childcare that i part time at previously. The children 've grown so much! They dont rmb me alr, but I was still happy to see them. Kids rmb things fast and forget fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw kynan, pinhan and my fav nicolas. My colleagues told me he just changed his bag last week, i still rmb his fav purple barney bag was so old and dirty. Finally he changed it. To some ndp bag or smth. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babies can talk alr, awww. When i left the childcare, they only talk nonsense. Esp pin han, last time he can only ahh ahh you noe. Apparently now, my colleague said if u put him one side he can talk to himself non stop hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, its been about more than half a yr since i left. Maybe 9mths.&lt;br /&gt;So many changes. Life goes on, ppl grow or change and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i ate prawn mee for breakfast just now. I like prawn mee without prawn. You know whaaaat i mean? I dont know wht i am talking. This is getting boring. okay thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gg to nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-457919230722343377?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/457919230722343377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=457919230722343377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/457919230722343377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/457919230722343377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/06/very-fast-ah-time.html' title='Very fast ah, time.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2683321118665293291</id><published>2010-06-05T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:16:53.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is when in the middle of the night a mother hears her daughter coughing in her sleep and hurries into the room with a cup of water, helps her daughter don a pair of socks, depsite the daughter is already 21 yr old, because the mother believes that keeping the feet warm can ease coughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2683321118665293291?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2683321118665293291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2683321118665293291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2683321118665293291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2683321118665293291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-is-when-in-middle-of-night-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2743904287913649204</id><published>2010-05-02T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:26:57.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, i am not booking in.</title><content type='html'>Tmr willl mark the first day of my career. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay seh, career de leh hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 7 months of trg we will officially start fighting crime tmr, lol. Okay on a serious note, now that its the real thing the real world alr, i know i need to be more observant to the surroundings, being more alert and react fast if i need to. In short, i cannot be blur. This is not tryin to be funny or what, i am really quite worried abt this weakness of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder hows the rest of my squad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had a chalet which ended few days ago. Although inevitably, there were cliques and people who left very early, at the very least we had the opportunity to gather almost everyone tgth one last time before we each head our separate ways. Given the fact that everybody will be workin different shifts and days, the next r19 gathering with full attendance might be a very very long time later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how the rest of them feel but after passing out, it felt ... hmm.. as though i misplaced something. Just a bit lah. Doesnt feel like its more than half a year alr. Like a dream. Because for the past 7 mths, you dont really hv to think , simply follow the schedule given, a routine that im used to, and surrounded by squadmates that I see day in day out, 6 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i will miss all the random little things that are probably unworthy to mention, like how ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning we see each others' most horrendous 5.30am faces.&lt;br /&gt;Nurul and i will poo tgth after water parade, doing goondo things tgth and laugh nonstop at the slightest thing that amused us&lt;br /&gt;They can memorised the menu and can predict what's for breakfast or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We always knew Faz is the culprit if we smell fart.&lt;br /&gt;The Day IC would always be asked this, Need to bring the raincoat?&lt;br /&gt;We wld be guessing at the unity sq which FI wld take us because our FI, be it ks or khairil, always engaged in other things hahaha&lt;br /&gt;If we girls were late we wld hear the OB announce, R19 girls pls fall in nowww.&lt;br /&gt;we snack in class and asking each other for food&lt;br /&gt;Our not coordinated marching and clement always shouts" 90 45! Like kallang wave alr" then mai will "front man slow down!"&lt;br /&gt;and gap NEVER lock his arms and clench his first since first day and how i always accidentally stepped the back of his boots, countless times until he pek chek with me.&lt;br /&gt;Leslie always tap our shoulders and pretended it wasnt him&lt;br /&gt;Khai always ask me, when u want your icecream.&lt;br /&gt;Our oc si tony always starts with, "so guys, any issue?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh mann. sir. I got really teary at the words sir said to us on our last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many random memories, too much to list them all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that when i recall any of these, i will be amused and smiling to myself. Take care yeah, R19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is the dayyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2743904287913649204?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2743904287913649204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2743904287913649204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2743904287913649204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2743904287913649204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-i-am-not-booking-in.html' title='Today, i am not booking in.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8624067396052404594</id><published>2010-04-17T16:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:08:01.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you (:</title><content type='html'>Hello, if you are reading this i just want to say:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who wished me on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn throw any bday celebration partly because i didn have the time to. The real reason was of course because I am simply too lazy to organise hahaha. And money factor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. So what if I turn 21, I also cannot grow any taller.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, a group of hot guys sang birthday song for me.&lt;br /&gt;And of course i went red in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah, the first part was a bit not factual. I'm just talking abt my squadmates and they are not exactly hot, haha! And not forgetting the 3 other girls in my squad too. The second part is true though, because they told me so and I could feel it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, spent the bday in camp. It was on a many-things wednesday because on that day we sat for our last exam and everyone in my squad did pretty well. That means we've cleared all hurdles alr and we are now just waiting for passing out! That's the first big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second big thing.&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we submited our preference for our posting. We might or might not get what we want tho. Just like how u choose ur jc or poly after o'levels.  But this is still freaking important okay because it somewhat determines where u will see us patrolling in our uniform for the next few years hahaha. And after we all made our decisions, it felt as though we are on our last day alr because by choosing different divisions, the feeling of we-are-going-our-separate-ways was so intense, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i really can't believe it. It is going to happen real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thursday, 22 April is the day.&lt;br /&gt;5 days to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8624067396052404594?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8624067396052404594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8624067396052404594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8624067396052404594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8624067396052404594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you (:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4420600190533628346</id><published>2010-04-04T00:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:57:22.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrubbing is an art</title><content type='html'>hello good dday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight probably is my last nite in blk 154.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tmr nite i'll be booking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on 6th, tues, we are moving house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today, i scrubbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and i went to our new habitat and spent half the day happily, yes happily, scrubbing the greasy kitchen cabinet left behind by the previous owner. Because its fixed, still in gd condition and costly to change, it stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the inside of the whole cabinet was really dirty. Two alive cockroaches were found in two of the drawers, even though all the utensils were removed by the prev owner alr. wah lao. After the clean up i felt like i conquered mt everest while mum is very pleased with her old but new again kitchen cabinet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting is still in progress but my yellow room is done alr.Although i was a little disappointed because it is light yellow while i wanted bright yellow. Long story. Okay, not actually. But i am lazy to explain it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite looking forward and quite scared though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me around , just pretend you dont know me okay. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4420600190533628346?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4420600190533628346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4420600190533628346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4420600190533628346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4420600190533628346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/04/scrubbing-is-art.html' title='Scrubbing is an art'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8313631158455948711</id><published>2010-03-28T17:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:09:13.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I only said it cause i mean it. I only mean it cause its true.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed TP 3 times, in 3 consecutive weeks. The uninterrupted failures left me feeling quite incompetent actually. Maybe if it was spread out, as in, not one failure after another so immediately, i wouldn't feel that lousy about it. Silly thought right. But i really think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. This sucks man. But I understand that if i really need more practices before i can hit the road, so be it. Not a bad thing actually. And i wldnt want to be a road hazard in future you know, hahaha. But wahlao i wont be able to join the rest for the enhancement which i think wld be so fun :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona be stuck in camp with gap.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sickening. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHA. If he ever read this he will kill me. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Lovely Bones with sexaay mole yesterday. On the way to meet her i saw this church fren of mine at the mrt platform and i greeted her with a BIG FRIENDLY slap on her shoulder and i went, "OI!" The girl looked up and i dont know if i was imagining things or what but she looked somewhat intimidated, as though i am a gangster picking a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. With horror. I realised. I mistook a stranger for my fren. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really didn noe what to do so i pretended like i know her and i asked,&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you rmb me?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: No?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. Sorry ah sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and the train came and saved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Throw face to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAN YI LING CAN YOU STOP DOING STUPID THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I wana go sing k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8313631158455948711?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8313631158455948711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8313631158455948711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8313631158455948711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8313631158455948711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-only-said-it-cause-i-mean-it-i-only.html' title='I only said it cause i mean it. I only mean it cause its true.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4203747195953726324</id><published>2010-02-13T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:37:15.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The previous ippt i got sliver and I was quite upset. Its not abt the silver or gold thing but what really bothered me was that i screwed up my sbj because i didn train at all. No excuses. And 2.4 timing dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I retake my ippt. Some thought that I retake again to get a gold but it is really not so much because of that. Yeah of course, i wld like to get gold for ippt, but I chose to do it again because I know i can do better and I want to give my best shot this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, I got gold today but i am really angry at myself. Really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2.4, I stopped so many times. I've never stopped at all for any ippt 2.4 before. After I stopped the first time, i cannot stop stoppping. Across the tracks I heard the guys cheering for me and I felt so bad inside but i still walked. Before the run, i told myself, okay, i gotta do better than the previous 2.4, but instead of trying harder I actually walked. I am angry at myself for doing that, to give up just like that. So what if i ran below the gold timing for ippt. I stopped and walked. What the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that, I lost count of the laps. After passing the sensor I thought I just completed my 5th lap but the electronic scoring system thing stated that im left with zero lap, meaning i alr ran 6 rounds. The helpers also told me i've completed all rounds but I was so confused cus I counted 5 rds only. But I stopped anw. Didnt want to run anymore. So the thing is, did I finish all laps? If i didn, then whats the point. The gold wld be meaningless right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly its like, I feel so incompetent. So loser, felt lousy. Wahlao, why I so blur sia. Cant even rmb the number of laps, cant even run a good run, cant even do S-course, cant even control the clutch pedal. Very demoralising actually. My last driving instructor even told me he thinks that I gona fail all my 3 tries of TP. haha. I realised I am afraid of driving. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cannot. I cannot afford to screw things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta try harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sian-ed. But the long john dinner with K, L and C after walk out cheer up me. Not them, its the food. Hahaha. okay lah actually very nice of them to accompany me, thank youu(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4203747195953726324?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4203747195953726324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4203747195953726324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4203747195953726324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4203747195953726324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/02/previous-ippt-i-got-sliver-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7939594400279428438</id><published>2010-02-07T18:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:32:13.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Driving is driving me mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, i didnt at all hv the intention to learn driving unlike almost 99% of my peers. Ironically, it is like a compulsory hurdle for me to clear now. The best thing ive achieved so far is that i didn knock someone down and my driving instructors are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk why but i am so superly nervous on the road. Like my gear shifting lesson, i spent 4 lessons on it before i managed to get the precious chop you know. And once i accelerate instead of braking when i want to stop. Its that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, i think I CAN DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;By hook or by crook, i will conquer you, CAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Feb alr, did you realise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened and while i alr cannot rmb certain things, there are still other things that keep hogging my mind and its very irritating, lol. So ive decided that now i need to focus on block 2 and start being hardworking. No, make it &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that I actually went on light duty twice within 30 days. I hate to fall out but it happened too. It sucks when u cant do things tgth with the squad. And some ppl look at you as if you chao keng. Nvm, it will not happpen again. I will take gd care of myself and my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now i need to book in alr.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7939594400279428438?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7939594400279428438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7939594400279428438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7939594400279428438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7939594400279428438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8399304445977491922</id><published>2010-01-17T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:29:12.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Suppressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8399304445977491922?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8399304445977491922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8399304445977491922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8399304445977491922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8399304445977491922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8820054823686797024</id><published>2010-01-02T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:36:50.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing.</title><content type='html'>A friend. A Brother. A Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G say this is what i need. And i think he is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i actually almost, almost wanted to give you a chance if u really ask. Like, really put it plainly and ask. I was waiting for u to ask so i cld tell you the reasons for everything and how i really felt inside, how confused i am. Even imagined that then you might understand and say, its okay we'll work this out. Not meant to be, i guess. Although im in the wrong, in the first place. I am but a selfish pig who doesnt know what i really want. But it still sucks to know certain things, and knowing something leads to another thing. Can even change one's mind. But it doesn matter now because it is over before it even started. But I am really upset. But why? But this but that but whaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like this. Thumbs down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8820054823686797024?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8820054823686797024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8820054823686797024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8820054823686797024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8820054823686797024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing.html' title='Nothing.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2378048231626874053</id><published>2010-01-01T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:41:47.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR PULL UR EAR!</title><content type='html'>WL EH SO FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now mother father brother (he actually bothers to come out of his rm and join us, which is rare) and me were counting down to last 15 secs to 2010 infront of the tv. So when it hits ONE everybody went HAPPY NEW YEAR except for me cause i went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. lmao. lmaaaaaaaaaao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS KAN YI LING, WHAT IS THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh i pull ur ear then u know! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2378048231626874053?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2378048231626874053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2378048231626874053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2378048231626874053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2378048231626874053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-pull-ur-ear.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR PULL UR EAR!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2049917177952902183</id><published>2009-12-31T21:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:01:40.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of 2009</title><content type='html'>In less than 3 hr the world is embracing 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, that didnt exactly excites me or should i say i can't be bothered?&lt;br /&gt;Boring sia yiling, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly didn feel like new yr eve to me too. Dont ask whyyy, beats me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd i am at home now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont hve friends asking me out. Not that i dont have people to go countdown with.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont welcome 2010. But i just dont feel like going out today and i just want to stay at home. Actually, watching the countdown tv prog with mum and dad at the living room can be quite happening too whaaaaaaat, why cannot right(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although in the afternoon, guilt struck me and eventually i gave in to rq and went town with her and ly for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next yr. next year i will go for countdown. With who i dont know, but i will go. EHH WAIT, provided that im not on duty that day. zamn. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have you been randomly doing / achieved in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I managed to graduate from SP with a still okay gpa.&lt;br /&gt;2. Late for 89% of the dates with friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Had an awesome 5 mths with the ymca kids. I miss nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;4. From part of a public to a public servant.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cut my hair reaaaally short.&lt;br /&gt;6. Made friends with singapore's law.&lt;br /&gt;7. Baptised.&lt;br /&gt;8. Discovered that yami yoghurt is actually quite nice, like icecream.&lt;br /&gt;9. But icecream is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine things for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Because i haven thought of any new yr resolution yet. Whyy, everybody is making a list, boring or what. haha! Look who's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPPPPY TWO OH ONE OH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is reading this i hug you i love you yay! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2049917177952902183?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2049917177952902183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2049917177952902183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2049917177952902183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2049917177952902183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-2009.html' title='Last day of 2009'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2116013942629887326</id><published>2009-12-26T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:29:00.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found</title><content type='html'>You know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my long hairrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am looking at the super good old days pictures in fb and i suddenly so miss everything including my (natural) curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the pics i was wearing a black leather sandal and i suddenly rmb that i used to love it so much. It was like my fav footwear then. But if i didn see that pic, i actually forgot that i even own it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw some pics taken with the spsu peeps and i rmb that i was so involved in union just less than one year ago but look at me now, almost completely lost touch with them alr. It is as though i nv join that cca before. Hahaha quite ironic.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just curious, do you have this kind of feeling before? The feeling of, hmmm... remembering smth which you totally forgot abt alr but suddenly it jus came back to you and you go ehhhhhhhhhhhhh ya hor! Like u read your diary entires written years ago and u feel so shock to rmb that certain things actually really happened to you before or that you actually held a certain thought towards a certain incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i hv other things to blog abt but i think next time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sigh, so many pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2116013942629887326?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2116013942629887326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2116013942629887326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2116013942629887326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2116013942629887326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6731196022353271498</id><published>2009-12-12T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:45:00.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Dec alr.</title><content type='html'>PORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry rau, i know its tak halal (if u're reading this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum specially cooked pork for dinner yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;After eating five days of chicken, consuming pork is almost like a luxury hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is going to be so happening i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Because im going to mug for my tests. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think i never mug seriously before, throughout my years of education hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I wld always be easily distracted, go do smth else, taking short breaks etc before going back to the textbooks or notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, i will try harder hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a lot of things on my mind today, I can't concentrate on my revision.&lt;br /&gt;Because i dont know what i really want, so i keep changing my mind about smth. Actually i wasn't even sure that things are actually taking place.&lt;br /&gt;I think i need a lot of assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, nonsense. What talking me. I think i better go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6731196022353271498?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6731196022353271498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6731196022353271498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6731196022353271498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6731196022353271498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-dec-alr.html' title='Its Dec alr.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-637611709345259724</id><published>2009-11-23T16:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:09:12.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>Dear friends, yes i am still alive. &lt;br /&gt;I know I havent blog for so super long but i am doing it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets randomly summarise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 mths since my trg started. &lt;br /&gt;Everyth is going well and... I've got very funny squadmates? Hahaha. Total strength thirty, 26 mangkoks and only 4 ladies (uh huh, they call us that, it took me a while to get used to this term!) including myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i really like my squad. Somehow, they made PT more endurable with their nonsenses. &lt;br /&gt;I tell you 70% of them are actually jesters in disguise, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, my bad habit of smiling to myself is very obvious to the whole squad alr.&lt;br /&gt;WL, even my sir knows.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but i cant carry on like that cus it might get them into hot soup someday.&lt;br /&gt;That would be really dumb then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh my hair is quite short now. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow, ppl are quite reactive upon seeing the new length, which is kinda amusing actually.Well I know i look really good lah but you all dont have to... haha! &lt;br /&gt;Joking.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was rather worried initially that I wld resemble a goondo with the short hair but so far responses hv been positive, phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heyyy, I got baptised on 15 Nov 2009, just last sunday.Baptism is a testimony of your salvation, that you have died, buried and resurrected with Christ.Before the immersion in water, i was really nervous and i rmb breathing a lot faster during the prayer hahah! &lt;br /&gt;Im really glad that i'm baptised now.&lt;br /&gt;To me, its like embarking on a new journey and i know i must be even more spritually hardworking now, if you noe what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUA LOK YEE, if you are reading this, you are in it tgth with me and we must motivate and encourage each other okaay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks girls, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright time to get my fingers off the keyboard now because i need to prepare for book in later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-637611709345259724?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/637611709345259724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=637611709345259724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/637611709345259724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/637611709345259724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7576441363992741074</id><published>2009-09-14T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:27:44.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tell you.</title><content type='html'>I dont know what got into me but i actually typed blogger.com.sg just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw nowadays i dont really blog abt the movies that i watch&lt;br /&gt;but this is really an exception - I love you beth cooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the 102 mins, i was more interested in my popcorns than this (supposedly?) romantic comedy just now. I guess we didn make a very wise decision this evening huh, teoh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the whole movie theatre only has less than 15 breathing ppl just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it because it was a monday night at cwp or was it the movie?&lt;br /&gt;And rq if u didn already realise, you were the only one laughin just now because i cld only hear u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7576441363992741074?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7576441363992741074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7576441363992741074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7576441363992741074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7576441363992741074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-tell-you.html' title='I tell you.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1199407210999144199</id><published>2009-09-10T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:26:57.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fRPpSYr220&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fRPpSYr220&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share wtith you another ad by Yasmin Ahmad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1199407210999144199?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1199407210999144199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1199407210999144199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1199407210999144199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1199407210999144199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-9048935173601154728</id><published>2009-09-05T00:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:46:05.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to share with you some pictures of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650744202059426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFA3B5HXqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/IHzC85xaIis/s320/Ymca30.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650733432402162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFA2ZxbcPI/AAAAAAAABCI/Bw2JCp83oy4/s320/Ymca29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Nic, 2 yr old.&lt;br /&gt;He cannot talk properly yet. He calls his favourtite purple dinosaur,"Money" instead of Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377653307387988914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFDMOgQy7I/AAAAAAAABDA/RB0Ue71POUA/s320/Ymca44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elva, she's good at poo pooing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCV4QQ42I/AAAAAAAABC4/xWViB5vTULw/s1600-h/Ymca41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377652373702370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCV4QQ42I/AAAAAAAABC4/xWViB5vTULw/s320/Ymca41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kynan and Tevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tevin makes those cartoon-ish sounds which is really really cute I tell you. And halfway through the lunch he can doze off, with the food still in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649562742576354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_yQnOVOI/AAAAAAAABBA/S8FD0EFrvaU/s320/Ymca12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pinhan usually ended up sayin "Ahh ahhh ahh" when he wana say smth.&lt;br /&gt;The clearest word he ever pronounce is "papaya" lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650726395807058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFA1_jxhVI/AAAAAAAABCA/NKFA_JZsgPI/s320/Ymca27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377652339644645506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCT5YRQII/AAAAAAAABCY/O19lfWbvZ0M/s320/Ymca34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yeahh some of them sleep like that!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649557954277602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_x-xmsOI/AAAAAAAABA4/sEuBzQauGao/s320/Ymca10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eunice, I love her chubby rosy cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649547702274706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_xYlVipI/AAAAAAAABAw/OnztLKfhac0/s320/Ymca9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650088985118290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFAQ5BORlI/AAAAAAAABBI/LK8fztnLz3U/s320/Ymca13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's the N1!&lt;br /&gt;The youngest class, my fav class too. Being the smallest, they are the cutest because they dont talk back (they cannot really talk anw, lols!) and they are very huggable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the N2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377652366290724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCVcpMJjI/AAAAAAAABCw/wVQr3e8-zvI/s320/Ymca39.jpg" border="0" /&gt; During the National Day Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;This class CAN DANCE i tell youu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCUS3xX8I/AAAAAAAABCg/v0PtaMLeHlk/s1600-h/Ymca35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377652346487660482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFCUS3xX8I/AAAAAAAABCg/v0PtaMLeHlk/s320/Ymca35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650097802575058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFARZ3d_NI/AAAAAAAABBQ/LYIBKHsNFU4/s320/Ymca14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650706860193666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFA02yHt4I/AAAAAAAABBw/Of13kZb76ZM/s320/Ymca19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Attempting to be spiderman. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they are not very good at it. Nevertheless, good try boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650116140993938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFASeLsDZI/AAAAAAAABBg/h1zkB4362RQ/s320/Ymca17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377650105603011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFAR27PNNI/AAAAAAAABBY/eW8kdVbXOMg/s320/Ymca15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This boy, Javier, said to me one day,&lt;br /&gt;"Teeeacheer Yiiilling, iiii....llliike....youuu...." &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sweet, so sweet.&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;And here's the K1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe u cannot tell just from the pics, but they are lively enough to make you go dizzy, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_w2Iw4VI/AAAAAAAABAo/NXxIju-uVOA/s1600-h/Ymca8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649538455626066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_w2Iw4VI/AAAAAAAABAo/NXxIju-uVOA/s320/Ymca8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377649527060247954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_wLr5NZI/AAAAAAAABAg/xwZlS1m7TYM/s320/Ymca6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377648944406685362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_ORIdZrI/AAAAAAAABAY/BAT5o8YXd6w/s320/Ymca5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377648938082887698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_N5kv6BI/AAAAAAAABAQ/yLXpSW1N0mo/s320/Ymca4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Whoever didn put their hand on their head loses the similar-to-chop-chilli-chop game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377648929121923026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_NYMSb9I/AAAAAAAABAI/1HD_LcIBHY4/s320/Ymca3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_M0tTdUI/AAAAAAAABAA/rE3qafVodMw/s1600-h/Ymca2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377648919596725570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqE_M0tTdUI/AAAAAAAABAA/rE3qafVodMw/s320/Ymca2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOOOHOO !&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&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&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/29855326-9048935173601154728?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/9048935173601154728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=9048935173601154728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9048935173601154728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9048935173601154728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/09/decided-to-share-with-you-some-pictures.html' title='Simply adorable'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SqFA3B5HXqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/IHzC85xaIis/s72-c/Ymca30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6035407808686782173</id><published>2009-09-04T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:53:41.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Kyl, Run.</title><content type='html'>Been (Or rather, started) running for the past two days, either at the gym or the stadium with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been hitting the tracks since last year's Poly 50, thats how long I've stopped running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless chasing after the kids at the childcare counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are are getting old i think. Yeahhh they are twenty alr la! Not as determined as before. And my spects kept sliding down my nose, making me feel noseless lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I dont know why am i mentioning the spects part, maybe I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6035407808686782173?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6035407808686782173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6035407808686782173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6035407808686782173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6035407808686782173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/09/run-kyl-run.html' title='Run Kyl, Run.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2369417834804703368</id><published>2009-08-29T01:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:09:24.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu, kids.</title><content type='html'>Work was as usual today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids woke up from their nap, with some dragging and pulling and a little bit of tickling heheheh, we got them to go to the toilet, changed their diapers (by the way some of the playgroup are undergoing toilet-training, they know how to pee in the toilet instead of relying on diapers alr!), asked them to drink water ... As usual i knocked off at 6.30pm. Everything as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that today is my last day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so superficial but the whole day I can't help but wonder if the kids gona miss me when I'm gone? Likely that given a period of time they wouldn't remember me anymore, just like how i alr forgot 89% about my kindergarten or nursery teachers (did i even attend nursery before? Maybe I should check it out with mum tmr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I rmb that one of my teachers was very preeeetty. I wouldnt mind if thats what the kids rmb that about me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha &lt;em&gt;half&lt;/em&gt;-joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the playgroup babies the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby nicholas tevin kynan pinhan jassie elva. Actually they are toddlers, but we like to call them the babies. Sometimes I wonder if i can regconize them if i were to see them again by chance in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i do, I would certainly tell them , esp pinhan, that their poo poo stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so it was an extraordinary part time. Had lotsa laugh till you drop moments with the kids , with the classic one when nick wore the diaper on his head like a showercap, so pleased with his milkmaid-look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to the teachers there and ... may jerret give them an easier time in future, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2369417834804703368?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2369417834804703368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2369417834804703368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2369417834804703368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2369417834804703368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-kids.html' title='Adieu, kids.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1155216592286188289</id><published>2009-08-22T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:02:22.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I got accepted (:&lt;br /&gt;If there is no hiccups, the six months residential training will commence in late sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this before I inform you personally, i'm so sorry because I was stuck with some decisions to make so I didnt want to be congratulated yet or people feeling excited for me but I dont know how to respond, haha. But after thinking through, I want to grab the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the train there was this malay mother with five kids. Two boys, two girls and a little baby, gender unidentified.&lt;br /&gt;She seemed like a very motherly mum, the way she talked to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;But, i was a little bothered by the fact that she allowed her daughter to suck a lollipop on the train and didn remind her son not to fidget and keep kicking a sleeping passenger's leg accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually i was the passenger who got kicked. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have my own kids, I will surely definitely confirm plus chop remind them(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1155216592286188289?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1155216592286188289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1155216592286188289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1155216592286188289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1155216592286188289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5139274876596302397</id><published>2009-08-07T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:15:46.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, im thinking abt icecream</title><content type='html'>Few days ago, I went to sell apple strudels at Ion on behalf of LY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SAW NAT HO(:&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not a fan of his, but a cute guy is still a cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;So, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The strudels aunties that I worked with were very friendly and nice, thankfully. Made the six hours ticktocked by a lot faster than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;Double-thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;So, the one day encounter with the strudels was a rather pleasant one. At least, fond memories rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strudels auntie told me that i had to wear a glove, so i took one. Each time after using, like a reflex action, I would remove it from my hand and tuck it halfway into my jeans pocket. For a sec, I found that particularly familar.&lt;br /&gt;Then i remembered - that was how i handled gloves back at Bravissimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, that a plastic glove that gives you sweaty palms can bring back so much memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the one year part-timing at B.&lt;br /&gt;Miss the way we rest our elbows at the ice cream fridge doing people watching.&lt;br /&gt;Miss tip-toeing while scooping the icecreams in the furthest tub.&lt;br /&gt;Miss the thrill of 'betting' with them the number of cups of icecream sold, then pressing for the receipt to see who's guesses were the most accurate.&lt;br /&gt;Miss checking out my reflection at the narrow mirror jus behind us while my colleagues would tell me to stop doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Miss the way I was sure about everything about my part time job and I was not afraid to mend the kiosk alone.&lt;br /&gt;I even miss the way we would great the customers with, "Hello! How can I help?"&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I miss the people that scooped ice cream with me. Entertaining one another till closing time. Actually, i was thinking more about the colleague that I secretly liked so much. I haven't thought about him for very longgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when i was still what, only sixteen or seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;Only about 3 years ago but somehow it felt like it a decade long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the best part time job i ever had(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i love the combi of tiramisu with double choc, or double choc with durian.&lt;br /&gt;Simply perfecto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5139274876596302397?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5139274876596302397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5139274876596302397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5139274876596302397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5139274876596302397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-im-thinking-abt-icecream.html' title='Now, im thinking abt icecream'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-9107224236789565220</id><published>2009-08-04T17:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:55:39.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about skive and prata</title><content type='html'>I feel like changing my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly because I want to clear my msn contact list. Another reason being...&lt;br /&gt;Skive_&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what kind of email is that!&lt;br /&gt;Why did I even ... ?&lt;br /&gt;Mann. What was i thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do know of equally bad ones, like skyblu3.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Joking. To the email owner: actually skyblu3 is not that bad, really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;Two friends of mine are thinking of doing the same thing too.&lt;br /&gt;And we all concluded that this is such a troublesome, complicating procedure.&lt;br /&gt;Esp the msn part.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, you don't know or forgot who is who, although the who is who existed in ur contacts like since the day you learnt how to operate msn.&lt;br /&gt;Or, Hey remember to add me okay? And then the both never even chatted once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, facebook did not exist then. Maybe thats why we rely on msn to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the help of internet, it is still so easy to lose friends.&lt;br /&gt;Those that you really care, or once did.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe due to the fact that you always see them popping up at the right bottom corner of ur desktop screen almost everyday, it feels like they are there.&lt;br /&gt;Though in actual fact, distance drifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want this to happen to my good friends now.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;We just had naan, prata (and subway with white mac &amp;amp; choc chip) not long ago and I wonder when will be the next time.&lt;br /&gt;When new friends are found, let's remember to save some time for the old ones okaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about roti prata.&lt;br /&gt;There was a period of time i used to eat (and LOVED) the prata at the kopitiam just downstairs my nest, every sunday morning before we go church.&lt;br /&gt;One kosong one egg.&lt;br /&gt;Then one sunday I stopped for a change.&lt;br /&gt;After quite a long stop, i dont know what happened, when we ordered prata again on a sunday, and the prata never tasted the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My mum said maybe the stall changed staff (prata cooker?) because we noticed that we had ordered from different faces although the stall still looked the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same, but different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-9107224236789565220?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/9107224236789565220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=9107224236789565220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9107224236789565220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9107224236789565220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/08/thinking-about-skive-and-prata.html' title='Thinking about skive and prata'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6991263196933394193</id><published>2009-07-17T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:47:14.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh funny.</title><content type='html'>Every evening, we would bring the kids out to the dining area where they would watch tv while waiting for their parents to fetch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the floor with them.&lt;br /&gt;ZM, a K1 boy, came to sit next to me, smiling mischieviously.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so i like to tease the kids every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;So I said to ZM, "Why u sit so close to me. I don't want to sit with you."&lt;br /&gt;(and gave the heh heh heh look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, he immediately moved very far from me and looked slightly annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So i asked him why he did that for and he replied, "You also dont like me!".&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I almost thought he would add a hmph behind or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they were watching Ugly Duckling cartoon just now.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed cus I thought the expressions of the ducks were cute.&lt;br /&gt;And some of the nursery 2 kids asked,&lt;br /&gt;"why you laugh?"&lt;br /&gt;"What is funny?"&lt;br /&gt;Aiyer, i think i should train their sense of humor(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I think its Hi5 or what show lahh.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was sitting behind.&lt;br /&gt;That day, I was laughing along with them.&lt;br /&gt;I realised whenever i laugh, many of them would turn back and look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Looking amused.&lt;br /&gt;They find it funny that i am laughing with them.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Why, cannot ah. Teacher cannot laugh meh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids at my workplace never fail to amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;Or the other way round uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6991263196933394193?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6991263196933394193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6991263196933394193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6991263196933394193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6991263196933394193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-funny.html' title='oh funny.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1048576266974115109</id><published>2009-07-13T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:28:46.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kan Cousins</title><content type='html'>Alright, backtract to fridaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my fellow Kans, Audrey and Adeline. Dinnered at Miss Clarity's Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975695935245810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltagfdljfI/AAAAAAAAA_A/pKFNqTqzmBU/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The older and the younger one.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and figure who is which. hahhaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975703881828658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sltag9EMyTI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fhpNlFqiJlM/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975706205405394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltahFuLwNI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/tiVrSoOPA1Q/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Adeline's dinner was YUM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975719355895586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sltah2tgTyI/AAAAAAAAA_g/oLURq2SgfgI/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;While Audrey was quite disappointed with her Traditional eng. pasta.&lt;br /&gt;Which was quite funny to me . but she was really upset. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357975716718185858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sltahs4oDYI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/x6oZFlUeU8c/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357976652184204290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltbYJxGtAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Tm3id4d1QgY/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Played the Who, Where, What game.&lt;br /&gt;I know the game cheered u up, audrey! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357976656857363954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltbYbLRdfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/yeq84ia4uSI/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A random accidental shot. And i like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We should have more of this kinda outinggs. Else, its quite sad that we only catch one another during CNY. Like what, 5 hours? And of course, gotta ask jasmine along next time! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1048576266974115109?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1048576266974115109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1048576266974115109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1048576266974115109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1048576266974115109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/kan-cousins.html' title='The Kan Cousins'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltagfdljfI/AAAAAAAAA_A/pKFNqTqzmBU/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4195108873976609488</id><published>2009-07-11T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:08:13.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doreen's Sci Buskers Festival Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955950580209442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltIjKSGFyI/AAAAAAAAA-w/nOA9-Ar-k9Y/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my friends, I went to the science centre today. To show Doreen some support and give her group my 8-pieces-of-paper worth of votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955945620571970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltIi3zoB0I/AAAAAAAAA-o/2G6dNHFQIFw/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955942566949282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltIisblcaI/AAAAAAAAA-g/HtotWCYcuhs/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE TRIPLE HITS&lt;br /&gt;From the pictures, youu should be able to guess which is Doreen lah, uh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the supporter of one of the semi-final teams, I got the the free entrance ticket to the sci centre. After dropping by dor's booth, i roamed around to discover some wonders of science. Sadly, not much pictures were taken cus my cam batt went low, and hp mem full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357954984030448642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltHq5mrLAI/AAAAAAAAA94/-smak0JVO4I/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955002968352834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltHsAJ0qEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/vgJhWxcwrZo/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The guy-in-video, asking people to stop and identify possible mozzie breeding zones by pressing the red buttons. He would end with, "Come on... don't be afraid..."&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i am quite disturbed by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357954998227927970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltHrufng6I/AAAAAAAAA-I/Sn08rTldPbM/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw the coins?&lt;br /&gt;If you agree with that statment, you toss a coin in!&lt;br /&gt;No.4 is, I like the way I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357954990728797458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltHrSjr3RI/AAAAAAAAA-A/bXx5XT6sGno/s320/IMG_1662.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yellow Man in Action&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955958839835298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltIjpDV-qI/AAAAAAAAA-4/bote-LY_T9g/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a game that test your memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually people can remember up to the 7th sequence of events.&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, i did obtain a score of 7 (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955000468553634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltHr210v6I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/QK1na_C4Sec/s320/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm so upset cus in attempt to clear my phone memory to take more pictures, i accidentally deleted my fave pic of baby nicholas, my love at the childcare. I was really upset okaay. So sian-ed until the ba chor mee that I had for lunch tasted like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i went YF on my own afterwards. Basically, the whole day I accompanied and entertained myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of self-entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4195108873976609488?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4195108873976609488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4195108873976609488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4195108873976609488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4195108873976609488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/doreens-sci-buskers-festival.html' title='Doreen&apos;s Sci Buskers Festival Competition'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SltIjKSGFyI/AAAAAAAAA-w/nOA9-Ar-k9Y/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7002886941446514613</id><published>2009-07-05T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:52:14.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, peihua laoshi</title><content type='html'>When she came up to me today with an orange plastic bag, i didn know that a study bible was inside and what i least expected was that she would give the book to me. I was really touched, very. Didn't thought that she would buy it for me, and i'm worried it might be quite costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this gift was because during the ty camp, when we had a chance to pray tgth, I told her about some of the factors that hindered my quiet time. Like, not being able to grasp the bible at times. But now, with this book of helpful notes and explanation that I am aided with, I really ought to get down to my toes and toenails and have a proper, constant quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you peihua laoshi, really(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7002886941446514613?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7002886941446514613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7002886941446514613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7002886941446514613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7002886941446514613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-peihua-laoshi.html' title='Thanks, peihua laoshi'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-321925327868015882</id><published>2009-07-05T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:51:37.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The letter.</title><content type='html'>Oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine called to tell me she got the acceptance letter from spf!&lt;br /&gt;Oh mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;OH MANNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this primary school friend, who coincidentally went for the interview on the same day as me, probably wont get to see this, but still, I'm really excited for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm suddenly suddenly feeling very very nervous. idk, just ..... nervous. I cant even think properly now for goodness sake. Felt like as though i'm back to the interview room. I think I am in shock, and thats dumb cus the person who got accepted is not even me, hahaha. But, thats reaaaaally fast isn't it! We just went for the interview this monday and she received the letter alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-321925327868015882?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/321925327868015882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=321925327868015882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/321925327868015882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/321925327868015882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/letter.html' title='The letter.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8561946586948617969</id><published>2009-07-03T20:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:07:01.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've never watched a movie with my brother alone before, until finally, yesterday night. I wonder what took me so long to do that. Probably, it just didn't occur to me that I should bring him out. Hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was good yesterday, I could tell he was really happy because he kept on smiling on the way home. Before the movie I asked him, " Over 1 to 10, how happy are you, to be able to watch the movie?" The brother's reply was, " I think 7 lor. " Hahahaha. Somehow, I felt like a better sister that moment. To you, it is probably a childish question that any sister would ask her 19 year old brother. But this is our way of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we watched Transformers 2 at Causeway Point. I wasn't really keen to watch that, it was really just to persuade my brother to go for a movie with me. During the first 30 mins or so, I saw a lot of metal but I was clueless who was thrashing who you know. It did get better though. By the way, I think Bumblebee is cute and Megan Fox is hot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed with qian and wanqi on Wednesday and had a belated mini bday celebration for qian. Sorry for the lousy surprise! I know you wouldn't mind cus, eh, we sang the bday song twice for you in the shopping mall okaay! hahahah, joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245704138269234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sk4aGZNSojI/AAAAAAAAA9o/lxx2NCAtHPY/s200/P1050758.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The primary school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wanqi and Rongqian, the bday girl in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245714432126130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sk4aG_jibLI/AAAAAAAAA9w/u8feI6PznYU/s200/P1050743.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like this shot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, HAPPY belated BIRTHDAAY, TEOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues, I went K-ing with the funkiest ex-npcc cadets. Ha ha ha. WE ARE COOL WE CAN SING ALRIGHT! I think that night, we did our squad proud. A pity the rest of the squad didn't get to witness it. We should hv joined talent time tgth during sec 1 or whaat! We must go sing tgth again, G, XY and S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm back to work at the childcare again, until the SPF decides if they want to recruit me. I went for the spf selection cum interview on monday. It was quite an experience. New and old friends found too. If youu want to know, ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8561946586948617969?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8561946586948617969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8561946586948617969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8561946586948617969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8561946586948617969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-movie.html' title='The first movie'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sk4aGZNSojI/AAAAAAAAA9o/lxx2NCAtHPY/s72-c/P1050758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8591260416738065908</id><published>2009-06-21T15:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:46:07.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic, shoo.</title><content type='html'>The news came as a shock for many of us. But it was probably delivered to me in a rather dramatic manner because over the phone, the first thing Peihua laoshi said was, " Yiling, do you know that you are not allow to come to church today?" I just woke up and all I thought was have I done something terrible and was condemned or what? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called lok immediately after PH laoshi hung up. I forgot most of the conversation alr but it felt as though we were exchanging words comfort in order to ease some apprehension out of us. Uh, mayeb not so much for lok, but i was taking it quite bad initially. I'm worried that there'd be more cases among the TY campers. And then I remembered that I resumed work the very next day after break-camp, I was like.. oh dear, what if. The kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours later, I was informed of a second case through an sms and then i got scared again. I saw on facebook, my other basics updating their status and i knew i wasnt the only one who was worried, not abt ourselves, but for the others. Esp S and WL. Even though I'm not close to either of them, I really hope that they will be fine and recover soon. And I hope WH, who is waiting at ttsh alone now, will be okay too. Oh Lord, i pray that everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona self-quarantine the next few days, you know, just in case. And I'm so thankful towards mummy, for everything she said or did for me today. I always failed to realised how great my mum is until something happens... But no matter what happens we shall fear not but trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8591260416738065908?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8591260416738065908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8591260416738065908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8591260416738065908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8591260416738065908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/06/panic-shoo.html' title='Panic, shoo.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1532738068852953616</id><published>2009-06-06T22:53:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:33:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO TWENTY (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;This is a reaaaally really late post.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;I've left it hanging for so long since Apr because i'm not exactly a hardworkin blogger uh.&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I would like to thank everyone for being part of my 20th(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 APRIL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;An unsuccessful bday surprise, but very much appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344212309434903234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sip0x9QjKsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/PICshmniTlU/s320/DSCF0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These 3 guys were supposed to be the surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, surprise? Like appearing out of nowhwere suddenly, shocking the bday girl with the cake and some awful singing... But apparently it didn't turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to accompany rau for a job interview at cineleisure. While we were waiting to cross the road... I saw Junyi crossing the other traffic light to Hereen. Actually I was still 69% unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Rau asked, "Can i ask you a qns? Did you see smth just now at the traffic light?"&lt;br /&gt;Me grinning, "Ya I saw."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she made me call the guys and ask them to hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340485033937441586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh021-AhkzI/AAAAAAAAA64/NydEW_aCy9w/s320/DSCF0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340485038802352274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh022QIaOJI/AAAAAAAAA7A/3ujXADhWQss/s320/DSCF0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340484683135163538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh02hjKvnJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jcH6Ui8o4EE/s320/DSCF0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay! I know that I dont't know how cut a cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then out of fun, me and rau requested to go take neoprint! And I think we chose the wrong option because we all ended up looking gothic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340484669006603234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh02guiO4-I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Uu7pY0JZYC4/s320/DSCF0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340484676504960002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh02hKd-vAI/AAAAAAAAA6o/k2uYbc5gfOA/s320/DSCF0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340484671212355698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh02g2wIAHI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ivp6M3EWObA/s320/DSCF0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it was still not enough so we took some more manually!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341224262484423458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_XKu8U8yI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Ay-LcNDUHeQ/s320/DSCF0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341224257673874098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_XKdBZyrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/st10lYwDekY/s320/DSCF0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341224253309021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_XKMwva-I/AAAAAAAAA8I/O3AszX_OpP4/s320/DSCF0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simply love the look on rau's face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341224242220233410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_XJjc98sI/AAAAAAAAA8A/hj12MXFViw4/s320/DSCF0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483771322026898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh01seZjS5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/j_qgRGEGG1Q/s320/DSCF0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh02hjKvnJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/jcH6Ui8o4EE/s1600-h/DSCF0014.JPG"&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483767123526690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh01sOwjRCI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ZaQDvWkNZts/s320/DSCF0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483761365452098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh01r5TuBUI/AAAAAAAAA6A/08AZO62szQg/s320/DSCF0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Gems mates and RAUDHAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cake and the forgotten bday song. For watching Unborn together (I still prefer My bloody valentine 3D!) And definitely for agreeing to take neoprints. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, my fav pic of the daay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh01rpTcE6I/AAAAAAAAA54/W8uCZCwgIp0/s1600-h/rauthequeen.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340483757069308834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh01rpTcE6I/AAAAAAAAA54/W8uCZCwgIp0/s320/rauthequeen.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 APRIL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Celebrating with my favourite girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003ul8xEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ol38ipRokxk/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482865135928386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003ul8xEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ol38ipRokxk/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; WE THE BDAY GIRLS YO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Grace and I were wearing our bday gifts! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice morning and while I was getting dressed to meet the babes, rau called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rau: Ehh yiling , can you open your door now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;something something... I forgot what I said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quickly went to open the door and saw Rau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are the rest outside also? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that while Rau came to my house, Xiaoqian went to Grace's. So this is how they managed to get us dressed in our bday gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003qKOezI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Sv_QEfU4I1U/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482863945906994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003qKOezI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Sv_QEfU4I1U/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482860822792098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003ehnh6I/AAAAAAAAA5g/DaRV24X8U68/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thennnn the surprise #2! D.I.Y OUR BDAY CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003MpK0dI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LVHNtYtjfQA/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482856022626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003MpK0dI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LVHNtYtjfQA/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Grace looked really excited. HAHA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003Be-I7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/z1kfFjdZTns/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482853027062706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh003Be-I7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/z1kfFjdZTns/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482477646551538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00hLFSGfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/HI0oPR4eHhA/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mich looking mischievous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482477186453874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00hJXlkXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/pF7zB0xnAUs/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the poo! That was from me! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00gnscPLI/AAAAAAAAA44/pQQPvK2LTUE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482468147117234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00gnscPLI/AAAAAAAAA44/pQQPvK2LTUE/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; TELL ME OUR CAKE LOOKS TEMPTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482464180187330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00gY6psMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/zBzl2zsQCuU/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bakers-wannabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482462714155810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00gTdH0yI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OQ-wRaiXAAg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482247228763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh00TwtZrCI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Y3zlTnDJWkQ/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is the story of Grace's and my cake. Woohoo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0utSNOY4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/U_woJBkQSYM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340476088647574402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0utSNOY4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/U_woJBkQSYM/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340476084771229810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0utDxCEHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/gvff5hnp3YY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeahhhh , they're writing on our bday cards in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;I think they nearly asked Grace and I, "what should I write uh?"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340476087516802594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0utN_oLiI/AAAAAAAAA34/6nQhAgm2c7w/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340476081865910178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0us48WZ6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9PWTNRW_4FA/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340476078090616898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh0usq4QAEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5_XgbmVliDw/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank youu babes, Xiaoqian Michelle Grace Raudhah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best awesome poly friends(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14 APRIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My first time to Marche at Vivo City!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting at the vivo entrance when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbCAwOoD-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/1GnAEnyue4Y/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667726496337890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbCAwOoD-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/1GnAEnyue4Y/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandy and Diana suddenly appeared with this sweet little red nose(:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After liying reached, the four of us went to Marche for dinner. It was my first time there and mann! Awesome ambience, food divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667528362822370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbB1OH6iuI/AAAAAAAAA2w/akS0QZi-alA/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pigging out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667726504351970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbCAwQiWOI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KV7lfyCeF54/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667726811841794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbCAxZ2RQI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/G_SOdZIKzCo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667530532536610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbB1WNNwSI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Qw7IHmIvhiA/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667532066820450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbB1b7BEWI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6Rl9IqGpRrU/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667525892461570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbB1E671AI/AAAAAAAAA24/sougefuvHGI/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;With a satisfied stomach, we walked around Marche to take pictures!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338666797631597170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbBKr8A6nI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/CFecLMfzsfc/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667081948531474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbBbPGdCxI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mxihMivz2-s/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338666791231569730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbBKUGIP0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/CkkQnMADqMc/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338667085459708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbBbcLlXEI/AAAAAAAAA2g/T5alWaD7XZc/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this adorable boy and requested to take a pic with him.&lt;br /&gt;While his father didn't mind, the boy seemed to be....&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338666791593012338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbBKVcTbHI/AAAAAAAAA2A/cIWdWfaAvRo/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liying and sandy looked like some super happening tour guides!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbAfdMqLlI/AAAAAAAAA14/l7wDesn3cII/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338666054940503634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbAfdMqLlI/AAAAAAAAA14/l7wDesn3cII/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbAfA5SuHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/KYFdtoHv5S0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338666047343081586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/ShbAfA5SuHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/KYFdtoHv5S0/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE THE UNGLAM SHOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks girls for making your way down after work, and esp liying, who suggested the dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 APRIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can see, Rongqian, my dear primary school friend here was in high spirits because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_14t9OtI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Af8Q-c4QaT0/s1600-h/P1050579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665340773415634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_14t9OtI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Af8Q-c4QaT0/s320/P1050579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; she can finally show off her set of gorgeous teeth! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665335031083378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_1jU4MXI/AAAAAAAAA1g/OpV8HFoSgpA/s320/P1050572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And so , after we had our dinner. The sweet girl suddenly take out the cake and handed me a very cute bday card, both stuffed inside her bag for i-wonder-how long (hahahaha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665333096781714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_1cHtF5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wDSHS7_qeAs/s320/P1050570.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Makeshift candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664760365353874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_UGh5C5I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fR1_T6F1-tM/s320/P1050594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAN. I think i look so cool when i eat =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664755042014866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_TystVpI/AAAAAAAAA1I/DtO6G5Jples/s320/P1050599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, rq looks quite cool too. But she cant beat me! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664753042623522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha_TrQBDCI/AAAAAAAAA1A/9ZnPg90l5Ig/s320/P1050608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664310393080146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-56QJCVI/AAAAAAAAA04/wMbTyvmDeLY/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664311663952194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-5-_JAUI/AAAAAAAAA0w/QBgJYYWJvCQ/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rq is sharing on how to exhibit a NO-MORE braces smile.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm demonstrating a random act of ...&lt;br /&gt;look. look closer. look up. look down. look peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664172689030738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-x5Q7_lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ROGYPEtkGcc/s320/P1050657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the pasar malam as the background, we ended off with a last pic of the day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank youu, good old friend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We should really meet up one day, with wanqi, to read those silly letters we wrote each other during the primary school days(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 APRIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ICECREAM-ED WITH MY DEAREST SHARINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While queuing to enter Swensens, she suddenly handed me this lovely little present...&lt;br /&gt;Our memories! AWWWW shar!&lt;br /&gt;There's even our first neoprint taken together, which was years years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I can tell that she was really excited (HAHAHA) about the present because she almost forgot to remove the pricetag behind the photo frame and ended up removing it frantically before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H A H A H A. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-UEGov0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/HD7ZAsLKzJ0/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663660202540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-UEGov0I/AAAAAAAAA0g/HD7ZAsLKzJ0/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663655770318450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-Tzl6ZnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/L1bmjuhLQgQ/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663652712030754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha-ToMwoiI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/hlqRcrLlUMw/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663260197759794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha98x-EKzI/AAAAAAAAA0I/CKi70B_Mx1g/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663258146262882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha98qU8z2I/AAAAAAAAA0A/DoefyP4sZVo/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338663252523432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha98VYXOqI/AAAAAAAAAz4/vqBwQRIXJ84/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662024134379298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha801RlxyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/y6u11Gt4eGs/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We should all concentrate when eating in order to look as intelligent as I did. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662019411400034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha80jri1WI/AAAAAAAAAzg/qOko9Bz-kYY/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAAAT? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Ayy seh shar, ALLMARK sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then, a kind man who was sitting at the table next to ours helped us take a picture. I cannot remember whyy but we kept laughing like some goons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I only rmb the man didn't say, "ONE TWO THREE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha80Un0KHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/1TwFzMTSaeE/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662015369226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha80Un0KHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/1TwFzMTSaeE/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; And after a few unsuccessful attempts..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344203220435312674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sipsg6GLoCI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/rv-Ijt3ftRo/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;TADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 MAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Surprise bday celebrations for the April babies(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Outing with the 20th MILE ppl whom i went to Japan with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After a scrumptious feast at Shokudo, the MILE people gave us a nice little surprise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was a rather belated one for me, it was indeed very sweet of them to include me in the celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640115414729442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SiFRYj1FguI/AAAAAAAAA9A/utw8i2kOOXA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; DANIEL &amp;amp; DIANA.. Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344206600886677218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SipvlrQl7uI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/q7Wuiv2fLQM/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640110614129730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SiFRYR8iLEI/AAAAAAAAA8w/yB36Uznuf5M/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341640106110132242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SiFRYBKsoBI/AAAAAAAAA8o/FU7UX4YZq4E/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HA HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;NICEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 MAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Steamboat with my church girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sort of a belated birthday celebration lah, AHAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've never steamboated outside before, so its a new try (and quite a dear one too)! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RXOKZCrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uAIAqUGIZV4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341217879953574578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RXOKZCrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uAIAqUGIZV4/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOOK! I am eating (small but still a) crab.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RW46m-mI/AAAAAAAAA7o/kWU4pcRtBPI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341217874250234466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RW46m-mI/AAAAAAAAA7o/kWU4pcRtBPI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341217875351990962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RW9BScrI/AAAAAAAAA7g/hE2wiSuRghM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341217871720460290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RWvfdsAI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/FQAMwe3fWM8/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341217866161513234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sh_RWayG4xI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/4F88MzeeIec/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks Winghay, Lokyee, Yuduan &amp;amp; Shuqi! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the first time I had so many celebrations. I didn't expect it and I'm really thankful. Not because of the number of celebrations, but really of the effort from my friends. (some people simply make me feel so guilty for being such a lousy bday celeb' planner.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I've come to realise that at 20, I really made quite a lot of friends. But of course, its the few that I know I will always and must cherish because I know youu really cherish me too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXOXO to dear friends who celebrated with me!&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO to dear everyone who remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for the wishes, be it through cards, Msn, smses...or even through facebook, although I know its the FB bday reminder that I should probably thank (just joking!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Btw, I still keep all the 20th bdayy SMSes(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662419776243394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sha9L3J9hsI/AAAAAAAAAzw/iD-gHsu2hpA/s400/thank+youu+all.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And now, I am really 20 alr. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/29855326-1532738068852953616?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1532738068852953616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1532738068852953616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1532738068852953616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1532738068852953616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-twenty.html' title='HELLO TWENTY (:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/Sip0x9QjKsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/PICshmniTlU/s72-c/DSCF0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7239604506613262610</id><published>2009-05-08T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:57:10.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy MaMa's Day(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgQO-HxrYyI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bxmkb1ypjvs/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333404319115600674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgQO-HxrYyI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bxmkb1ypjvs/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy MaMa's Day in advance! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7239604506613262610?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7239604506613262610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7239604506613262610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7239604506613262610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7239604506613262610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mamas-day.html' title='Happy MaMa&apos;s Day(:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgQO-HxrYyI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bxmkb1ypjvs/s72-c/10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3641712713382987718</id><published>2009-05-07T23:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:08:04.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little present(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgL8tuz936I/AAAAAAAAAy4/3M-Wq8ApokM/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgL8tdLzQzI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ypNZm6_Aaao/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333102766618526514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgL8tdLzQzI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ypNZm6_Aaao/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child from the Nursery 1 gave this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I knocked off, I saw the boy playing at the playground right outside the childcare centre. His mummy, who just came to fetch him, was next to him. He called out to me when he saw me walk past, then looked at his mummy and shouted again, "Mummy! Teacher Yiling"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he ran towards me and stopped suddenly to pick up a dried leaf, then stood there and said, " Teacher yiling, for you!" I had to walk a few steps towards him to receive it from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to describe this. All I know is, that instant I kept smiling and felt so touched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Xavier, thats so sweet of you! (:&lt;br /&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/29855326-3641712713382987718?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3641712713382987718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3641712713382987718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3641712713382987718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3641712713382987718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-present.html' title='A little present(:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SgL8tdLzQzI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ypNZm6_Aaao/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1962500765868681526</id><published>2009-05-06T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:50:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooo.</title><content type='html'>A friend's new blogshop for accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.6hands30fingers.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.6hands30fingers.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum just went,&lt;br /&gt;" HAAHAHAHAH AHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA HAHAHA HAHAHAH HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAA HAAAAAAA HAAAAAAH HAAAAAAA..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what did her friend at the other end of the phone just told her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1962500765868681526?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1962500765868681526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1962500765868681526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1962500765868681526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1962500765868681526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/05/hooo.html' title='hooo.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7324977632312496275</id><published>2009-04-25T12:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:07:13.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Messy</title><content type='html'>In the midst of Clean The Room Operation, I had an impluse to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my room is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my right,I see my desk so utilised to the max that I can hardly see the its surface; a cup that I used yesterday night; a row of files and more files, kiap-ing all the lecture notes and yeah, notes; my house keys; a nokia earphone dangling near the drawers like a vine; my primary school recorder sticking its beak out from one of the shelves connected to the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my right stands my bed; a ball of blanket; a bolster stuck in the space in between the bed and the wall; 3 pair of jeans that waiting to be put back to the right place; my old npcc beret(like i said, i was cleaning my room and i found it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beside my bed was all my 20th birthday present. I've been meaning to blog abt my twenty (and it was really awesome, thanks friends!) but I am such a slothful blogger. I will blog abt it though, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon some really sily jokes recently and if u are in for some silly laughs, mouse ur cursor over &lt;a href="http://sgforums.com/forums/2223/topics/166389"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to resume Clean The Room Operation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7324977632312496275?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7324977632312496275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7324977632312496275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7324977632312496275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7324977632312496275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/04/messy-messy.html' title='Messy Messy'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4246850913578002160</id><published>2009-04-11T22:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:26:01.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABRACADABRA.</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;I want to change to wordpress. &lt;br /&gt;But i'm too lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Girls,&lt;br /&gt;im truly sorry that nth has been done abt the strawbellyfryday.wordpress,&lt;br /&gt;yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy, &lt;br /&gt;today's dinner was simple but I tasted love. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the watch and the wallet. I promise to try be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Bro, &lt;br /&gt;thanks for offering the nicer bread (with egg mayo and ham).&lt;br /&gt;I know you love eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zamnn Ulcer,&lt;br /&gt;can you vanish like, now? You are not welcome in my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Wallet,&lt;br /&gt;are you on a diet. You are so much lighter recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tummy, &lt;br /&gt;maybe you should learn from my wallet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Myself,&lt;br /&gt;Stop the abracadabra now. You are sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly(:&lt;br /&gt;WOOSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4246850913578002160?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4246850913578002160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4246850913578002160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4246850913578002160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4246850913578002160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/04/abracadabra.html' title='ABRACADABRA.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7840697941000125350</id><published>2009-04-10T16:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:25:21.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do u spell dinosaur?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that part the little boy asked, "Race means race car ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another Ad by Yasmin Ahmad that i like - Tan Hong Ming. &lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;I watched a few other of their campaign Ads too. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Touches one heart in the most natural way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was you-tubing these ads, i was reminded of those lectures when Ms Kwa wld show us Ads. And, reminded that I am a DMC student who is waiting for the grad ceremony... and shucks. I haven't register for it yet. hah! oh yeahh... before 19 april or smth.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of April. &lt;br /&gt;Are you also shocked that its April alr? I mean, I have nth against april. In fact i like april and i think she is a good month(: &lt;br /&gt;Just that this indicated that we are nearing the half of 2009 and thaaaaaaaats kinda fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time tick-tocks SUPER FAST at the child care centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, working there made me wonder about what kind of a kid am I waaaaaay back then, when i had smaller hands, feet, fingers and toes. Did i dislike drinking water from my water bottle? Easily amused by &lt;em&gt;PEEKABOO!&lt;/em&gt;? Point at other kids, shout to the teacher that so and so were talking when everyone was supposed to finger-on-your-lip? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum told me before that I was an inquisitive child. &lt;br /&gt;Alrght, actually she used the word KAYPOH.&lt;br /&gt;But i insist on the former adjective. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;OH and she said there was one time when I was watching TV and the male and female lead kissed. Then the little me said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Orrrhhh..after that they will go to bed." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes, children can be more humourous than adults, in their most natural way(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7840697941000125350?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7840697941000125350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7840697941000125350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7840697941000125350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7840697941000125350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-do-u-spell-dinosaur.html' title='How do u spell dinosaur?'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3952368867329432259</id><published>2009-04-02T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:09:19.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from camp and i love the kids!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyoneeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering, yes, I'M STILL ALIVE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was half an hour late for work this morning. Panicked like siao when I woke up to see that it was already 9am. Wanted to call my workplace to inform them that I wld be cmg in late but i couldn't even switch on my phone cus it was low batt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaaad morning, uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt forsee that I would sleep from 6pm yesterday till this morning. Thought i would just take power nap and wake up afterward at night. Who knows! Well, I can only say thats prolly the aftermath of FO camp. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I am currently working at a childcare centre as asst. teacher but i'm not required to teach. In fact, I can't teach too because I'm untrained. So my job is basically to assist the teachers, make sure the kidos are not too naughty, pat them to sleep during their napping time, help to feed them, make sure they wash their hand after they pee-ed and don't play with water, bathe them sometimes, change their diapers if they overflowed or poo-ed, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, i am lovin' this job(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I am finally back to work after so many days , due to camp, i actually thought they grew smaller when i saw them again this morning. My first thought was "Woah. were they that small?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the playgroup and the Nursery 1 kids. They are so adorable! (yes, even if I need to wash their backside sometimes, and i kena their poo poo before, HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, regarding the present, things are gg pretty well for me now. Abt my future, I've alr got Plan B if I couldn't get into that two uni. I'm not worryin much, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And in case u happen to hv the intention to get me smth to remind me that i am getting older : No pink, No too cute or girly stuff, no anyth edible and i'd love a card, please! Even if its ugly-ly handmade i will forgive you, no worries(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahah. ALRIGHT , THATS ABT IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-3952368867329432259?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3952368867329432259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3952368867329432259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3952368867329432259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3952368867329432259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-camp-and-i-love-kids.html' title='back from camp and i love the kids!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8676136070295534753</id><published>2009-03-05T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:49:15.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry wallet!</title><content type='html'>I had been going out almost everyday these days. I told mum that if i could, i would rather stay at home. She didn't believe me but I didn't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my most humble opinion, i think it's a pleasure to be lounging at home. And maybe to finish up the Twilight that I finally managed to get hold of. And no, i'm not the last person who haven't read that book. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet this week, I went back to school twice, had an outing at the Settler's Cafe, went shopping, going back to sch tmr again, and will be KTV-ing soon. I'm sorry, my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really need to get myself employed asap. My bank account is depleting at an alarming rate faster than the ozone layer. And its bedtimeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A little disappointed. I thought the reply would be yes. Instead, dreaming seemed more important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8676136070295534753?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8676136070295534753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8676136070295534753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8676136070295534753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8676136070295534753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-wallet.html' title='Sorry wallet!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4250625261376984759</id><published>2009-02-21T00:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:49:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random or Ransom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A new personal organizer / notebook finally!&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to design my notiebooky (ewww i think i jus acted cute with words. SORRY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OKAAY. Lemme share with u guys my work piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304916738834679570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7ZqtVDxxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lxaxI9pQOFI/s320/Image320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the baby!&lt;br /&gt;And I thought it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my mum walked past and remarked,&lt;br /&gt;" Looks like you kidnapped the baby and this is the ransom letter. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. its only a matter or a D or S.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check : 12.34AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its kinda weird but i always spot the 12.34AM timing on the desktop. Many a times, including yesterday night, when I checked the time.... Its not 1233, not 1235, but 1234.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it happen to you too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not this set of numbers, but ur own special four digits. And nah. i'm not tryin to encourage 4D here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little amused abt this.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i lose the momentum, here are some pics on my last day of internship, 130209!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly an enriching and enjoyable experience. I've grown to like my work. Boy, I think i've nv done that much research on my own / for my own indiv work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924537527386690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gwpuSwkI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0kQ2lBww6j8/s320/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salleh (most left) and Julia (2nd from the right) with us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salleh is a very nice uncle whom we can seek help from, if the CPU toppled (dont ask me how, but siti amazingly made it happened) or you need a lappie for your presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia treated us to pasta mania on our last week! She is into korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT TELL RIGHT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924607160207778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7g0tIDSaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/qB7VWQV09IQ/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenling with us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really get to know her well but she can be very funny, the way she talks. I didn't mean to eavesdrop lahh but you know, my office is kinda noise-proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924539923668946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gwypnH9I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/mpPn5Bg16l8/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Good Morning" ANNE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we poke poke poke~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924556573048610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gxwrIfyI/AAAAAAAAAyY/nBpUCwcVT38/s320/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923785503977394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gE4N8L7I/AAAAAAAAAyA/0YzeCgk0NJo/s320/IMG_1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina and xiaohan (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, i dun hv a pic of xiuling and me. They are in siti's cam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923763105504962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gDkxunsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/zMBAGykySLc/s320/IMG_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel, Adrian and Chian hao(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mentors for my indv. new media research proj. Thanks for all your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924571018727474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gymfQEDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/XIaTUnrjnRw/s320/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mobile Technologies! GRINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923774879663570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gEQo6BdI/AAAAAAAAAxw/788OZjj-w50/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We and the 'junior' interns(hahaha) - Atticus &amp;amp; jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They are always AB-ing. And I hate to admit this, but they are a &lt;em&gt;little bit&lt;/em&gt; smarter than us. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923783008616770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gEu7AAUI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2m8aqB34XvE/s320/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923766651470098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7gDx_JwRI/AAAAAAAAAxo/TGkKTR56Q1I/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY DONE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MORE pictures with siti and hazel! I hope they'll upload their pics soon! Hopefully by then, i won't be already a mum with 2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4250625261376984759?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4250625261376984759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4250625261376984759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4250625261376984759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4250625261376984759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-or-ransom.html' title='Random or Ransom?'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SZ7ZqtVDxxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lxaxI9pQOFI/s72-c/Image320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4695420565903713538</id><published>2009-01-22T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:40:24.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello! i am a teen. still.</title><content type='html'>why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is pet society, my after work self-amusement, always down. I dont want to keep seeing the pet society mayor. Sigh. I am dejected ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised as i grow older, CNY becomes less exciting. Even shopping for new clothes didnt really excite me that much alr. Well, I am not craving for bak kwa now. And I am still trying to believe CNY is next wk. The festive bugs haven't crawl onto me yet, prolly. Thats why i dont feel any CNY-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it indicates that age is catching up with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work just now, I was somehow reminded by a colleague that i'm going 20 this year. How come twenty sounds so foreign to me. Frankly speaking, i'm not even sure if i am fully adjusted to being a nineteen yet. I can only say, getting older is so not happening. To think i used to...can't wait to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if i am getting older, how come i am still so fascinated by pet society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAL LAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is confusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4695420565903713538?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4695420565903713538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4695420565903713538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4695420565903713538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4695420565903713538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-i-am-teen-still.html' title='hello! i am a teen. still.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-683409602036688879</id><published>2009-01-21T23:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:52:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my dark chocolateee!</title><content type='html'>I am a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;randomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;a randomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt; randomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;feelingg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelingg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feelingg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; Not counting this week,&lt;/s&gt; there's only 13 more days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-683409602036688879?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/683409602036688879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=683409602036688879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/683409602036688879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/683409602036688879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot_21.html' title='Where is my dark chocolateee!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8606434144679958625</id><published>2009-01-18T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:19:47.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Twilight Character is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SXNH5VYOV6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/kpOKLC6uGW8/s1600-h/jaspercullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292653037407328162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SXNH5VYOV6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/kpOKLC6uGW8/s320/jaspercullen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jasper Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SXNHwcm4ozI/AAAAAAAAAww/wGOd0WAReMw/s1600-h/jaspercullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You hide your past for the most part. You used to struggle with anger, but now the majority of you is within your self-control. You're good at reading people's moods and you know how to respond to them. People think that you are odd because you tend to watch them and analyze them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SXNHUPVbiPI/AAAAAAAAAwo/3xQtDghjV18/s1600-h/jaspercullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting quiz. &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/29855326-8606434144679958625?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8606434144679958625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8606434144679958625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8606434144679958625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8606434144679958625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-twilight-character-is.html' title='My Twilight Character is.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SXNH5VYOV6I/AAAAAAAAAw4/kpOKLC6uGW8/s72-c/jaspercullen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-430247876556969659</id><published>2009-01-17T22:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:21:14.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bball and the kids.</title><content type='html'>Met up with gladis and xy in the morn to play basketball. I think gladis was the only one really playing though. Xy and i were merely trying to play. No, we weren't fooling around or what. Its just that we are &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; not very good with basketball. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, actually. I like to play basketball. Or rather, i should say I enjoy playing basketball whenever i do play. Like today! And just now the three of us played against two little boys, total strangers. Well, they were at the court too and we figured that they probably felt quite sad playing by themselves only so we decided to be kind and invited them to play with us. Oh well, &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were just primary 5. Like woaaaah right. I am like almost double their age. And yes, its 2 against 3. But we still lost. Like laugh out loud right. Super funny. Super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite their age, they know more about bball than i do. Shame on me. hahaha. Before today, I didnt know that we are supposed to use our fingertips, instead of the palm to dribble the ball. That's how much i know abt bball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. Kids, are afterall, kids. They are actually quite childish during the game but their straightforwardness left quite an impact on me. If you want to know how is it like, grab a ball, hit the court and randomly challenge any stranger kid there(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after all the sweating I went shopping with mum. Congrat me! Because i finally purchased my very first top for CNY, which also happened to be the one and only top that i bought today. Still, thats a good start.... At least, i started? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-430247876556969659?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/430247876556969659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=430247876556969659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/430247876556969659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/430247876556969659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/bball-and-kids.html' title='Bball and the kids.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7026036129574942993</id><published>2009-01-13T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:33:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever.</title><content type='html'>When I was younger I rmb having the thinking that I probably wont hate anyone or meet anyone so detestable to the point that I will dislike the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I still dont hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;In fact i feel very uncomfortable using the word hate.&lt;br /&gt;It is an expression too strong for me to use.&lt;br /&gt;I just...&lt;br /&gt;Extremely dislike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not 100% dislike to the extreme la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reallyy dont like &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; sides of the personality.&lt;br /&gt;And dislike enough for me to have the urge to kick the person from Earth to Jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;Thats quite kind of me okaay.&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter is the largest planet in the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;So what's there to complain? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago ,when I was facing a person who was being quite irritating and very insensitive, I was considering saying ,'Oh... Whatever' and put a stop to the conver.&lt;br /&gt;Decided against it because i realise its so uncool and loser-like. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't u think that people usually resort to &lt;em&gt;'whatever' &lt;/em&gt;because they simply can't think of a good comeback or smth? Despite the fact that i really am not witty enough to come up with a clever reply, i refused to sound like a loser. I think i saved myself some dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, its just not quite me to say that.&lt;br /&gt;I rarely use 'whatever' in a hostile manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, things are actually not that serious.&lt;br /&gt;No worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7026036129574942993?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7026036129574942993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7026036129574942993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7026036129574942993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7026036129574942993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/oi.html' title='Whatever.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8171709640682542543</id><published>2009-01-10T23:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:47:07.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe half the weekend is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still beefin' up my research proj stuff before the update cum discussion session on monday.&lt;br /&gt;The things that i've gotten so far is definitely not substantial.&lt;br /&gt;Probably cus I've got ard 3 days more than hazel and siti to prepare, i feel kind of obliged(Is that the right word?) to give more for my topic. Even though it's not the actual presentation yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole research proj is quite interesting actually.&lt;br /&gt;Well i mean few mths ago, I wouldn and didnt expect that one day i will actually enjoy reading about tech stuff. Say... A-GPS? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Although so far instead of feeling more knowledgeable, i found myself feeling dumb most of the time. Because there are so many things that i dont know or dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of days ago while workin on the proj i was stuck at smth.&lt;br /&gt;Was debating silently at my desk whether to ask Adrian, one of my mentors, the qns or not because it seems kinda like a dumb thing to ask. I told hazel about my silly dilemma and she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont worry. Adrian understands that we are dumb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it but she's probably right.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha............ ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8171709640682542543?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8171709640682542543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8171709640682542543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8171709640682542543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8171709640682542543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot.html' title='Woot.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1057969872779920311</id><published>2009-01-07T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:10:39.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapp.</title><content type='html'>Crapp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't play pet society. Facebook said, " I forbid you to play! "&lt;br /&gt;joke.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, yeahh it didn say tt.&lt;br /&gt;It jus told me that it was unable to establish a connection.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't it the same?&lt;br /&gt;Sadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapp #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RQ jus reminded me that i hav 2 weeks left to get my cny clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rongqian says:&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks&lt;br /&gt;yiiliingg` who are we to judge? says:&lt;br /&gt;are u serious&lt;br /&gt;yiiliingg` who are we to judge? says:&lt;br /&gt;shucks&lt;br /&gt;yiiliingg` who are we to judge? says:&lt;br /&gt;2 more wks only meh&lt;br /&gt;rongqian says:&lt;br /&gt;ya i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true? I didn count so i really hv no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Well. thats fast.&lt;br /&gt;I think if time is a contestant in a race, it will win for sureee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh you know whaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now at work, i was googling for stuff at google news.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an article dated 5 JAN 2009 and in my mind i was wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wahh PRO. how come they hv articles on 2009 when it is only ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapp.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still living in the past. ha ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1057969872779920311?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1057969872779920311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1057969872779920311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1057969872779920311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1057969872779920311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/crapp.html' title='crapp.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7213871961958186766</id><published>2009-01-05T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:10:38.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complex.</title><content type='html'>I just ran the anti-virus scan on my com.&lt;br /&gt;And believe it or not, its been ages since i ran any scan (on the previous, pc).&lt;br /&gt;This lucky com is quite a new desktop, that's whyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Previously, whenever i am prompted to run a scan, its always 'remind me later', or smth like that, i can't even rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the com became so slow and laggy, it was simply a torture to use it.&lt;br /&gt;It can take about 30mins to 1 hour to start up, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I suspect it was superly infected by viruses but i am never sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it sorta died without knowing why.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so now, the point is, i am running a anti-virus scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then something was detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zamnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAST KENA ALR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The com is not even 3 months old i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i was given the option of how to deal with this foreign body.&lt;br /&gt;I saw (not in correct order) 'Remove', 'Ignore', 'Delete'...&lt;br /&gt;and also, 'Quarantine'.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;quarantine.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea whats that for. ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Very lousy right.&lt;br /&gt;But now i know. &lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt; i know. Thanks google(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;okay, sleeping time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7213871961958186766?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7213871961958186766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7213871961958186766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7213871961958186766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7213871961958186766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/complex.html' title='Complex.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2031504404415900986</id><published>2009-01-01T18:26:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:07:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebyee 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPPY NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PULL YOUR EARR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you will be nice and let me have a kickass 365 days this time.&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'll be &lt;s&gt;very&lt;/s&gt; good.&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="left"&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/29855326-2031504404415900986?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2031504404415900986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2031504404415900986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2031504404415900986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2031504404415900986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2009/01/byebyee-2008.html' title='Byebyee 2008!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5139485455707711220</id><published>2008-12-29T23:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:15:11.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was browsing through my handphone just now.&lt;br /&gt;And saw a few recent, random pics that set me into a random mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to post a few here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory card full. These pics were found in phone mem.&lt;br /&gt;15 of them.&lt;br /&gt;7 picked out. Randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;em&gt;FEEL&lt;/em&gt; -ing. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here youu go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285240450158504914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjyL-A5K9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/211nbEVeBwg/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i like our somewhat kiddish smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285587068052340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVotbySogGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QUBjDQMftsI/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrew's Road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285239055800294674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw6zn_XRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/v843pjwNK58/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Look at the&lt;/span&gt; glow on her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285239042145512146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw6Awb6tI/AAAAAAAAAvw/-AxSvNPtLsQ/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Green Tea &amp;amp; the Bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw50DM3_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/0WLeA6ccauc/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285239038734557170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw50DM3_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/0WLeA6ccauc/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Weiling and the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw5RHkX4I/AAAAAAAAAvg/MiEbchiY-Qg/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285239029357633410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw5RHkX4I/AAAAAAAAAvg/MiEbchiY-Qg/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ouchh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw4_MZtLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pXUUx0tu83w/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285239024546067634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjw4_MZtLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/pXUUx0tu83w/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I told you its random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/29855326-5139485455707711220?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5139485455707711220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5139485455707711220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5139485455707711220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5139485455707711220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-random.html' title='Feeling random.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SVjyL-A5K9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/211nbEVeBwg/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-38241844007311170</id><published>2008-12-21T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:26:34.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams dont come true. They better dont.</title><content type='html'>Bad dreams last night. A mixture of ridiculous scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb I was dragonboating with a few others. Suddenly, smacked by the strong current that carried us to a door (yes, still on water) and we were stuck there, no way out.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dreamt that I saw my reflection on the mirror and I stood aghast at the sight that I've turned into a freak. Left with only few strands of hair, and my skin was ET-ish, covered with disgusting green spots.&lt;br /&gt;Gasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another scene. I was wearing contact lenses but somehow I didn't know that I was wearing them. When i finally realised, I attempted to remove them but they cut my eyes and I saw blood.&lt;br /&gt;Zamnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that ppl often say, dreams don't come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I shall not grumble abt the new reddish, round foreign body that just invaded and settled next to my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not that baddd. Well, definitely better than dream scene #2.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation dinner is like this coming friday cannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-38241844007311170?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/38241844007311170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=38241844007311170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/38241844007311170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/38241844007311170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreams-dont-come-true-they-better-dont.html' title='Dreams dont come true. They better dont.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8409284505667585641</id><published>2008-12-17T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:59:14.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think..</title><content type='html'>Its gettin' interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8409284505667585641?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8409284505667585641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8409284505667585641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8409284505667585641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8409284505667585641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think.html' title='I think..'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7766832330355067365</id><published>2008-12-16T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:54:04.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>The mrt incident that happened this evening was so funnny that i simply cannot &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; share it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, I was with rau when we bumped into Janna, who just ended work too. It so happened that dhoby ghaut was extra people-ful today. When the train arrived, it was quite difficult to board, nearly impossible actually, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was pulled into the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull, i mean, really pull. hahahaha! Apparently rau and janna made their way into the train alr (woww) but i was still &lt;em&gt;halfway&lt;/em&gt; inside, if you get what i mean. The door was closing fast but the both of them insisted on pulling me in, ignoring the fact that people were shoting the ??? glances at us. They prob' didn realised it anw, cuz they were too busy trying to grab me. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;I must really applause rau and janna for their perserverance. Eventually i managed to get in with their help. But I found the whole situation so duperly embarassing and hilarious that i cannot stop giggling the moment i got in, despite the fact that i was quite squashed in an awkward position. I must have looked like a crackpot. Thanks, rau &amp;amp; janna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it became janna who was holding tightly to my hand at nearly our shoulder level. There were people somewhat in between us, you see. So just imagine a not-so-romantic version of the movie scene where u see the male and female lead holding onto each other's hand as though saying, "I dont want to let go...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smth like that. You get the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the journey janna kept holding my hand, letting it go and hold again. For balance, most of the time. And luckily she did hold on to me because at one of the stations, i nearly went out with the alighting communters. I dont know what i was thinking lahh. Maybe i wasn't thinking. I knew it wasnt my stop but somehow in my mind, i thought i should just go with the flow that kinda thing. Seriously, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so. Off we went to meet grace. KFC-ed and had a laughing dinner. It was not the end because we had quite a dramatic moment at the toilet, later. More hahahas! So, we laughed a lot this evening, but i think i'd nv grow tired of laughing. I am trulyy very happy to see the girls! Made my day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd...&lt;br /&gt;I can be such a dimwit sometimes! I actually interpreted something totally wrong until the 2 of them told me. Which was quite funny andd i was actually quite happy to know that i was wrong and they were right. I hope they are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dayy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7766832330355067365?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7766832330355067365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7766832330355067365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7766832330355067365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7766832330355067365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_16.html' title='(:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1059918626837391695</id><published>2008-12-14T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:43:26.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did u realise?</title><content type='html'>2008 is going to endd soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats fast, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;And sunday is going to be over in about less than 2 hour's time, meaning monday is approaching; week 4 for internship.&lt;br /&gt;Thats even faster isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Good(:&lt;br /&gt;Happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with two of my primary school friends, WQ &amp;amp; RQ, this afternoon. Had a very good chat, reminiscing on our primary school dayys which was like so so so long ago. I can't recall how some of my classmates' look like alr. I cant even rmb exactly which classes i was from for the 6 years, its a mixture of d,i,j,k etc. lols. So confusing right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there are some people and incidents that we definitely remember (: Certain things left an impact so strong that it is impossible to forget. Thinking back, we realised how silly and childish we were then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember i didnt have a very happy primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1059918626837391695?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1059918626837391695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1059918626837391695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1059918626837391695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1059918626837391695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/did-u-realise.html' title='Did u realise?'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5590796720791254809</id><published>2008-12-13T09:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:24:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww.</title><content type='html'>The date with the girls tonight was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;But heyy kuei, its not ur fault! You better rest well okayy(:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be with you girls now! I can't have enough of you all. Eww so mushy. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously I really miss youu girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda messed up now and I just want to be bombarded with your nonsenses and have a good laugh together. Somehow, I don't feel good, dont feel right. Maybe its the medicine. Everything feels kinda illusive right now. Even as i am typing, i almost thought I am floating, hahaha. Andd btw, it seems that he didn't rmb what happened! Ouch. oh well. Fill u guys in another time when we meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. No motivation, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a very selfish decision yesterday and I am sincerely sorry to the person that I've caused inconvenience to. I think I am dying of guilt right now but I don't want to change my mind. I dont think the person will read this but once again ... sorryy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a lot more adjusted to work but sometimes, still can't help wishing i am doing something else. But then again, if that were to happen, who knows I'd wish for the same thing too. Frankly speaking, I am quite thankful for the conducive work environment. Nothing too complex or complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5590796720791254809?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5590796720791254809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5590796720791254809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5590796720791254809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5590796720791254809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/what.html' title='Awwww.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7364499048302854996</id><published>2008-12-08T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:48:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>my throat is burningg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. i dont want to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7364499048302854996?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7364499048302854996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7364499048302854996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7364499048302854996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7364499048302854996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_08.html' title='):'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-669460790421065573</id><published>2008-12-07T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:37:55.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I might ...&lt;br /&gt;want to go to a different church.&lt;br /&gt;Its been on my mind for quite a while alrd, although nth has been done abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Recently the thought came back to me againn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to put to words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I grow older with the church, the more out of place I feel.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, am i even growing with the church at all?&lt;br /&gt;Its a lot of things that keep triggering my thoughts abt going to another church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's ironic?&lt;br /&gt;For don't know since when, Sunday is my least fav day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont want to. I just cant feel the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i hv more courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do the things that I want to do. And really get it done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-669460790421065573?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/669460790421065573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=669460790421065573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/669460790421065573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/669460790421065573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3653512648679983512</id><published>2008-12-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:18:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Grace(:</title><content type='html'>This is a super random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic: Things we've done for GRACE TEO.Z.L (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. For her BIGG 19th birthdayy we got her a guitar tuner (as you requested , LOL). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd we were absolutely clueless abt how to pick a tuner, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Its, tuner, not tuna, mind you! &lt;br /&gt;So we went round and round the place, visit and revisiting the shops to ask the prices and the functions of the little gadget. I bet if we go back now, some of the owners might still rmb us!&lt;br /&gt;And there was this super cute guy at one of the shops that went for lunch, JUST when we decided to buy frm him! what a wasteee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;And Mich chose the colour of the shawl while I tried it on behalf of youuu cus i was wearing white that dayy and we know that it will match very well with white, smth you are likely to wear(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Because of us, you've shown a tremendous improvement in ur eating speed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAPCLAPS!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations andd we are very happyy for you.&lt;br /&gt;And rmb the times when xq will always be so nice to help u buy drinks when u hafta concentrate on eating? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. We picked the NICE jeans for you @bugis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persuaded youu and finally managed to make u buy it!&lt;br /&gt;And apparently it became one of the must-wear whenever u know that theres chances of u seeing hamster!&lt;br /&gt;hor.....?  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Speaking of hamster, I bet u must be um-chioing now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been helping youu to keep a lookout for your hamster.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, we seem to see him more then you do.&lt;br /&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;But well, at least u didn see the bad side of him like how we saw him puff away, and smack his gf ass.&lt;br /&gt;Save you frm a shattered heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these memories made u smile! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES FROM US!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-3653512648679983512?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3653512648679983512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3653512648679983512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3653512648679983512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3653512648679983512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-grace.html' title='For Grace(:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8918333578944757070</id><published>2008-12-02T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:02:57.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalaa.</title><content type='html'>I miss wearing casual!&lt;br /&gt;tee, tank top, and blue jeans and shorts and slippers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I don't really like formal wear, I must say it does magic to guyys.&lt;br /&gt;Esp the taller ones with broad shoulder(:&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;Cus I saw this somewhat good-looking guy today while on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over lunch today i found out that a few of my colleagues LOVE jielun.&lt;br /&gt;Z h o u     J i e     L u n (:&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, he's mine alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lahh. I can share. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYY 18th BIRTHDAYYY BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8918333578944757070?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8918333578944757070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8918333578944757070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8918333578944757070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8918333578944757070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/lalaa.html' title='lalaa.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5649873061016615892</id><published>2008-12-01T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:50:13.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think that</title><content type='html'>Life transformers (Channel 8) is a very meaningful programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each episode unveil a story, often a heartwenching one, that might be happening somewhere among us. It's so true that some of the cases are rare but definitely present, and yes, in today's Singapore. So, I think I'm quite fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it feels good to grumble about certain things, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like complaining abt how my mum can be so naggy, keep asking me to stop playing computer and go to bed when I am blogging halfway... hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;I shall be obedient then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5649873061016615892?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5649873061016615892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5649873061016615892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5649873061016615892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5649873061016615892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-thinking.html' title='I think that'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6606028751173839039</id><published>2008-11-29T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:47:23.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday is love.</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am HAPPYYYYYY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with grace and rau for dinner today and we had a very good catching up session.&lt;br /&gt;Its been only one week and we have so many things to tell one another!&lt;br /&gt;A pity that xq had plans alr.&lt;br /&gt;Next time yeahhh! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didn't expect that I will miss school so badly.&lt;br /&gt;But i really do.&lt;br /&gt;I miss DMC03, the randomness and the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago i woke up in the morning wondering why I wake up so early for, what's the first lesson......&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly i realised.&lt;br /&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;No more school alr laaaa. I am waking up to go for work. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thats how not-adjusted I am this week.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess things will fall into place soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6606028751173839039?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6606028751173839039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6606028751173839039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6606028751173839039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6606028751173839039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-is-love.html' title='friday is love.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4415960423326210033</id><published>2008-11-23T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:16:41.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMR is the dayyyy!</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Looking forward to the FIRST DAY!&lt;br /&gt;2. Still cant believe last day of sch was like, over?&lt;br /&gt;3. Andddd i didn see someone at all during the last wk of sch! ):&lt;br /&gt;4. I hope manymanyy ppl will cm for paintball. &lt;br /&gt;5. Why my brother look so gong with his new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;6. I feel happy for mmsp comm that the event was over.&lt;br /&gt;7. AD. okay hafta start thinking what to wear. &lt;br /&gt;8. The cai fan just now was not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;9. I feel a little hungry now but i brushed my teeth alrd.&lt;br /&gt;10. How come this term i keep feeling hungry.&lt;br /&gt;11. I think i miss fc 6 and the 1 dollar nuggets. &lt;br /&gt;12. I wonder if she is really a friend why she left without telling.&lt;br /&gt;13. Looking forward to the new desktop.&lt;br /&gt;14. What should i wear tmr.&lt;br /&gt;15. I hope suf's dad will be okayy.&lt;br /&gt;16. I think i will miss dmc 03 esp the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant quite believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was the last day of sch.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously LAST day in sp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally.&lt;br /&gt;The internship.&lt;br /&gt;tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It the last phase for us. So people, gambette(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep on the train while on my way home today.&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up i realise i was drooling at the corner of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nobody took any unglam pic of tt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4415960423326210033?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4415960423326210033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4415960423326210033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4415960423326210033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4415960423326210033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/11/tmr-is-dayyyy.html' title='TMR is the dayyyy!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1411253504334734846</id><published>2008-11-15T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:13:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday xq</title><content type='html'>Had an exciting morning at IMM today.&lt;br /&gt;The birthday surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Nearly dieddd of heart attack because there were a little little bit of hiccups here and there but we managed it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPPPY BIRTHDAYY YEW XIAO QIAN!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess things are happening reallyy fast.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is like, my last week in SP already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and internship is really on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Nov.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gasps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1411253504334734846?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1411253504334734846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1411253504334734846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1411253504334734846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1411253504334734846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-xq.html' title='happy birthday xq'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7337029951834974244</id><published>2008-11-13T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:30:09.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>Few days ago, I texted a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, by chance. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to msg a friend but key-ed in the last digit wronglyy.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow we exchanged like 5 or 6 smses, trying to clear the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask if he or she is a he or she.&lt;br /&gt;Did not, in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Decided that I should just leave it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...Its a She.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the cheery replies&lt;br /&gt;and the many,&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahhahahahahahaha in the sms.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, u get the idea. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my last sms was something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Nice to meet you, stranger. Bye!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How interesting(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I didn't ask if he or she is a he or she is because,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that certain things in life, not knowing the answer to your question makes you remember about it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's whyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7337029951834974244?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7337029951834974244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7337029951834974244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7337029951834974244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7337029951834974244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/11/stranger.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-736642011160491551</id><published>2008-10-16T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:02:18.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liers.</title><content type='html'>I just turned down money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;#1. I am a fast food fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;#2. I love McDonald's and Long John Silver&lt;br /&gt;#3. I eat them &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; once a week&lt;br /&gt;#4. I have a household income of $3500 to $4000&lt;br /&gt;$5. I didnt work in a F&amp;amp;B industry before, nor do i know anyone who works in F&amp;amp;B industry before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. And all the above are... Not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for #2. I guess it is half correct because long john is one of my top fav fast food as well as Subway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story is that i could have got into a focus grp. I was quite excited about the quick bucks but soon enough, I realise i dont fit into the criteria. It seems that the recruiter is urgently in need of people and she wanted me pretend to be #1 to #5 during the focus grp which equates to lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd this is the 2nd time i turned down the recruiter alr. And now i am a little angry. How can she do this? so unethical. RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddddd i was actually happy for a second thinking that I can get earn quick bucks but was totally siann dao when I realised it involves lies. Okayy, i am not exactly honest everytime, although I am supoosed to be, but I dont feel gd at the thought of lying during the F.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-736642011160491551?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/736642011160491551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=736642011160491551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/736642011160491551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/736642011160491551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/10/liers.html' title='Liers.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7388300857011983079</id><published>2008-10-14T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:31:27.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last 6 wks</title><content type='html'>Okay. I have decided to post smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errmmm. Hi everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots and lots of things to share but i am just too lazy to do finger dancing on keyboard these few days. or weeks. actually more than a month alrd. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to blog abt Japan now. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anw, today was first day of school for me.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS ON TIME(:&lt;br /&gt;Its a 8 am class, mind you! I am even earlier than Xq okay. haha! just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to kick off the bad habit of being late alrd, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the remaining 6 weeks will be a rather special period of time because, after 1, 2 , 3, 4, 5, 6 weeks (see, its so short i can even count), we won't be cmg back to SP. It'll be internship and graduate happily ever after. &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i manage to survive internship and graduate lahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, its a weird mixture of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to describe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-7388300857011983079?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7388300857011983079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7388300857011983079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7388300857011983079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7388300857011983079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-6-wks.html' title='the last 6 wks'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-4667281245355442122</id><published>2008-09-05T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:18:07.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day in japan!</title><content type='html'>hello ! i am in japan alrd!&lt;br /&gt;second day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is well, so in case u are wondering if i am okay, i am very okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am using Izumi, my host, laptop now. My host family is very nice!&lt;br /&gt;andddd i am so glad and relieved to see that they really like the gifts that i bought for in in sg!&lt;br /&gt;one of them is bak kwa. and they were so excited abt it!&lt;br /&gt;henggg ah. luckily they like the gifts(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for ppl who badly wants to know if there are cute jap guys (you know who u guys areee!)...&lt;br /&gt;the ans is... YES too!&lt;br /&gt;well, not alot but, there are(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my host has fnsh bathing. guess i gtg! she has to use her lappie.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-4667281245355442122?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/4667281245355442122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=4667281245355442122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4667281245355442122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/4667281245355442122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-day-in-japan.html' title='2nd day in japan!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5142853416573415171</id><published>2008-09-03T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T04:42:28.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packing my luggage</title><content type='html'>okayy this is like super fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying to japan in less than about 20 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am stil not slping because i am still packing my luggage. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;and some stuff still not done yet.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i am getting nervous. because i've nv taken a plane before. dont laugh! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wont get plane-sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5142853416573415171?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5142853416573415171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5142853416573415171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5142853416573415171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5142853416573415171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/09/packing-my-luggage.html' title='packing my luggage'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3049149602921448919</id><published>2008-08-26T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:18:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yiling is a telemarketer !</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i nv mention here before. I am actually working now, since the hols started.&lt;br /&gt;7 bucks per hour.&lt;br /&gt;Highest pay that i've gotten before, so far.&lt;br /&gt;Its a no sales involved telemarketing job under a car insurance agency. But sometimes, i feel that its more like a surveyor. Okay, not exactly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;The job scope is basically just call and call and call and.. GO HOME!&lt;br /&gt;Its actually considered quite easy money because you just sit there the whole day, exercise your fingers and basically you just repeat the same lines for every call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i admit, its pretty mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope in the future, my job doesn't require me to stay in the office the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thankfully, i have weiling and rau as my colleagues (: They probably duno, but they actually made the boring working hours not so boring! Yuppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something cool is, I've never ever talk to so many guys in my live before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ROFL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;From sales person to property agent to manager, director, architect, engineer, IT professional, pilot, SAF officer...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will i&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; talk to&lt;/span&gt; a policeman, lawyer, doctor, musician, artist ...&lt;br /&gt;or maybe a scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; kidding lahh.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking! I am not interested okayy!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i do like older guys but these ppl that im calling are... overage. HAHA! They are usually 40 to 50 to 60 plus.&lt;br /&gt;But thats still not the point.&lt;br /&gt;The dian is, some of them are quite... arrogant or whaaaat. You can tell from the address etc that they are quite rich, but what gives them the right to be so rude and sometimes, proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, there was this man who said to me,&lt;br /&gt;" My car is every expensive you know? I drive a Lamborghini you know? I dont think your company can blah blah blah..."&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I didn quite expect that to come out from a mature man. It reminds me of the way a 6 yr old kid boast about his new toy car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are nice ppl too.&lt;br /&gt;And a few times when i called the house no., its the kids who answered the call and if their parents are not at home they will be very polite abt it. They are really cute(:&lt;br /&gt;Their 'byebyes' will be like "byeeeeeee byeeeeeee!" and they are so much more sincere than the many 'byes' from the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i can understand why adults are not as friendly actually. Because if i am the one who receives the call, i will be quite wary of strangers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. heres some pic during the lunch breaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pic i took at this small prata restaurant nearby when we went to eat prata there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854228249673986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SLQmKfjgAQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/SHvh5AGQybQ/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854234065720834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SLQmK1OJ1gI/AAAAAAAAAko/jUd28Bb4PsU/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eva, my colleague, said " why they never put ' we accept all cash except yours' ?!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But their murtabak is quite nice, so, we shall forgive them(:&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;i just realise i nv tk pics of the food. AHHHHH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay anw the following is quite a cute/bizarre/interesting shot.&lt;br /&gt;I personally find it quite amusing, lols. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854245353149330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SLQmLfRSU5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ywGXE3M5Lzo/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes. its a... Denture!&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues spotted it somewhere near the hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which poor uncle or auntie dropped it? hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854252358170370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SLQmL5XadwI/AAAAAAAAAk4/G1hFBKpWQJY/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay! A random pic taken while 3 happy person are waiting for the bus that will take us home.&lt;br /&gt;and look at weiling! what a totally relaxing pose. Hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw today, tuesday, its a no-work-rest-day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch movie with xq grace mich rau.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be bowling! But somehow or other... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks grace! for meeting me earlier to teach me some jap.&lt;br /&gt;Domo arigato! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anw, we watched the korea movie , Fate.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i feel that the plot is ..... hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nvm, next movie will be better!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&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/29855326-3049149602921448919?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3049149602921448919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3049149602921448919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3049149602921448919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3049149602921448919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/yiling-is-telemarketer.html' title='yiling is a telemarketer !'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SLQmKfjgAQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/SHvh5AGQybQ/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1819650974637783699</id><published>2008-08-18T00:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:37:52.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st spaghetti</title><content type='html'>On Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cooked my first ever spaghetti ! (: &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum &amp;amp; dad weren't at home so bro and I had to settle our own dinner. Usually, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; be takeaway from nearby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whaaat&lt;/span&gt; came into me but i suddenly felt like doing the cooking myself. I can cook a little bit but I've never really try preparing a decent meal before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought its time to level up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;maggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; to spaghetti which is something simple for a starter like me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without much hesitation, i grabbed some money and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chiong&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fairprice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to lose that spur of the moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;. I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mich&lt;/span&gt; when I reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;NTUC &lt;/span&gt;because i realise that i was quite clueless to what i needed to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like i said just, it was really a very last min decision &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks babe, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lols&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt; quite amusing happened when I was paying for the stuffs at the counter. &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot , like really a lot of coins with me you see. Other than the stuffs for spaghetti, I bought some other stuffs too.So it ended up like $17 ++&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to pay using those coins and I practically pour the coins on the counter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;laaaa&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly.&lt;br /&gt;Before heading for the cashier, I actually mentally calculated the prices as well as my money and was glad that I had enough to pay.&lt;br /&gt;And its proven that my mental calculations really cannot be trusted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BECAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;In the end that I still lack of ... &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CENTS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, can you believe it ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I repeat: FIVE CENTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I checked again but I was really short of just 5 cent more. &lt;/div&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; want to return any items so i had to pay using nets.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, my coins were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;alrdy&lt;/span&gt; somewhat poured onto the counter, so i had to like put them back into my wallet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its like. so many coins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its like. there were a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; queuing behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can that happen to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can only say, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; life. No choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was like trying to stop smiling as i collect back the coins cause it was really quite funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Paiseh&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;whaaaaaaat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the terrible incident &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; dampen my mood or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So i managed to carry on with the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay now, let pictures speaks of my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;achievements&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621548031926594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SKw3jZmZYUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/F6e6IOz6KQk/s320/Image273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boil spaghetti boil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621537812564786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SKw3izh6SzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-89OaZE9IZI/s320/Image274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes i know. This is a lot of mushroom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;But i like!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621516375075682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SKw3hjq0K2I/AAAAAAAAAkA/ITU8xB1V62s/s320/Image278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The babyyy! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621530326091906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SKw3iXo_yII/AAAAAAAAAkI/JUrUdH-8JmU/s320/Image286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victory!&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, when I make my bro comment on the spaghetti, he was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Okay only. You.... rookie. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think played too much psp alrd.&lt;br /&gt;And he kept telling me that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; used tomato sauce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; like tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But later when dad came home, i overheard what he told dad, and i was quite touched somehow.&lt;br /&gt;He said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt; like,&lt;br /&gt;"just now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; cooked spaghetti for us and it was nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My brother can be such a (: And then i was wondering, if only he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; autistic. how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; it be like ? But actually i am so used to it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes i forgot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; that totally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt;, spaghetti is actually quite easy to prepare. Which is why i managed to get it done, lols! If not...... hahahah. Okay, next time i will try &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;smth&lt;/span&gt; a little bit more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BAKE COOKIES with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;mich&lt;/span&gt; they all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOON (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1819650974637783699?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1819650974637783699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1819650974637783699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1819650974637783699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1819650974637783699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-1st-spaghetti.html' title='my 1st spaghetti'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SKw3jZmZYUI/AAAAAAAAAkY/F6e6IOz6KQk/s72-c/Image273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5616308860184797361</id><published>2008-08-14T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:19:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by myself.</title><content type='html'>I think I like being by myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;You know? Like, really just by yourself. Dont have to entertain anybody.&lt;br /&gt;Its not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Like today I went back to school to use the lib com for WFM.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch at FC6 by myself.&lt;br /&gt;A little reluctant to eat alone initially but decided that, urghs, i'm too freaking hungry to skip lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that for the whole-nearly-3yrs in SP, I've never buy from the Indian stall, the one that sells roti prata, at all before.&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats random but, what else can a bored, lone, lunching person, who happens to be sitting right in front of the indian stall be thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that for nearly my whole life in SP, it has been either the 1st malay stall or the cai fan or the 1st malay stall or the cai fan or the 1st malay stall or the cai fan or ...&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that when school reopens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL EAT FROM THE OTHER STALLS IN FC 6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the &lt;strong&gt;OTHER FCs IN SP&lt;/strong&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Particulary FC1 and 4. The reason is obvious.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop grinning now, at the thought. Oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually, other than this happy thought, i was actually feeling a little lost as i think about other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;You know, a bored and loney person who eats by herself tends to think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so... HMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;i was just suddenly worried about what happens after I graduated.&lt;br /&gt;Its not too far from now uh?&lt;br /&gt;Time to start worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i think of my future, nth exactly cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And this is not goooood. lols.&lt;br /&gt;FYP is more or less done, BPNV Test over, Individuals CAs over ( managed to chiong finished WFM just now, YAYS) and its now just left with a bit more of studying and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest 12 weeks Internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its BYEBYE to SP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like fast or whaaaaat? and.&lt;br /&gt;Then what am i supposed to do? i am suddenly not very sure if i will pursue any of the career related to the DMC course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to let the brain rest and stop work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i am not very worried. Just happen to be thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;I know things will be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am quite happy today because.&lt;br /&gt;I finally found out somebody's name.&lt;br /&gt;HUR HUR HUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not telling! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5616308860184797361?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5616308860184797361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5616308860184797361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5616308860184797361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5616308860184797361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/by-myself.html' title='by myself.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1110661439388038158</id><published>2008-08-10T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T03:21:09.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not exactly happy.</title><content type='html'>Finally done with the MILE namecard designs!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally or whaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;Computer was not being very nice to me since months ago and there were a lot of things that i couldnt do.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I almost died of CIBM Indv CA cause com was so slow I couldnt do much at home. School computers were like my best friend for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And the reason why i can do the MILE name card designs is not that my computer decided to be kind to me, but because ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLADIS LENT ME HER LAPTOP (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this now,&lt;br /&gt;(which you wont be able to until  tmr, lols)&lt;br /&gt; i am seriously very very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;It was really very kind of you.&lt;br /&gt;A huge THANKYOUUUU to you babe!&lt;br /&gt;Rest assure that during the 18 hours at my house, ur lappie will be well taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sharine, thanks too! i know u tried to help but its okay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the initial plan was to go gladis's house to use her lappie.&lt;br /&gt;But due to the shopping of gifts for our japan host family, with the other MILE participants, when i reach her house it was like 6pm alrd.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really do much also.&lt;br /&gt;And that fact that I am not a photoshop pro is definitely not very helpful either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow or other, i managed to came up with a few simple designs.&lt;br /&gt;When everything is finalised, (and if i stil think its nice)&lt;br /&gt;i'll post it up here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw was supposed to buy a really presentable gift for my host family but i only managed to buy those little little tokens of appreciation kinda gifts for the 12 student hosts.&lt;br /&gt;so, the shopping today was not very fruitful for me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need another shopping trip at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt really enjoy myself today anw. Maybe the next trip will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking the everything today was just not right.&lt;br /&gt;Its like... urghs.&lt;br /&gt;But it was so much more better when i reached gladi's house. and the bubble tea (:&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually I think i should really go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1110661439388038158?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1110661439388038158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1110661439388038158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1110661439388038158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1110661439388038158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-not-exactly-happy.html' title='i am not exactly happy.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3708234069904734941</id><published>2008-08-06T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:09:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POLY 50 (:</title><content type='html'>All the weekly trainings and preparation.&lt;br /&gt;All the endurance run.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLY 50! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPSU Steamboat Team and Buffet Team got 22nd 23rd place !&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we did great!&lt;br /&gt;After all, its not about winning anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gave their best. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I saw teamwork, encouragement and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;Timothy, who almost bounced his way there with his leg condition, lol, insisted in finishing his part and pass the tag on.&lt;br /&gt;And the few guys who ran extra times because one of the team members injured his leg.&lt;br /&gt;And Jonathan who was not even in poly 50 team but went station to stations to bring us the drinks.&lt;br /&gt;And all the "come on come on, you can do it!"&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although for our buffet team, the first round was kinda screwed up because we haven't even reach our own starting station when the race started.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz many of us had to rushed to change attire straight after NDOC.&lt;br /&gt;Kan chiong like crazyyyy can!&lt;br /&gt;But everything fall into place after a while. Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was actually quite scary too.&lt;br /&gt;It was very chaotic and all changing points were packed with MANY participants.&lt;br /&gt;I was literally knocked down ( and flew a few cm) by the person who was running beside me when i reached one of the changing points.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;But i am still in one piece so its okayy la.&lt;br /&gt;and I know its really quite difficult to just stop suddenly when you are chionging.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz just now when i was sprinting, i almost thought my legs weren't mine.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes the legs just suddenly nua diao. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnd... i was actually feeling nervous whenever i am next to run.&lt;br /&gt;my heart was like THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I was like waiting, getting ready to run, and trying to spot my team member at the same time you see.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really very SHIOK today.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. What a description uh.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp. I am so glad i participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw anw.&lt;br /&gt;A few of us Roti Prata-ed at The Prata House (if i nv rmb wrongly) in clementi.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad la. Can check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. I am tired alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-3708234069904734941?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3708234069904734941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3708234069904734941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3708234069904734941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3708234069904734941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/poly-50.html' title='POLY 50 (:'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5231577719308841747</id><published>2008-08-01T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:59:34.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless yiling</title><content type='html'>Sheesh i can't wait for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1. Its the last day of our ICM campaign.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP event is going to be over soon!&lt;br /&gt;YES(:&lt;br /&gt;well... all the post event stuff... HMM. Lets leave it aside for a teeny weeny while hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2. TMR IS A FRIDAYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am all ready to embrace weekends.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess won't be able to rest or chiong for the indv CAs this wkend because theres the MILE pre-departure camp.&lt;br /&gt;Some preparation work to be done before MILE.&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyy. for the sake for Japan yiling shall not complain abt the a-little-bit-busy-weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am the type who always complain anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But i am aware that these few days I've been complaining more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I am kinda easily irritated, even at trival matters that doesn't really bother me usually. Maybe i'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost all the drive to do all those things that i promised myself to acomplish in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, Mr Motivation, come back please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5231577719308841747?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5231577719308841747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5231577719308841747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5231577719308841747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5231577719308841747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/08/useless-yiling.html' title='useless yiling'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5672128319896512007</id><published>2008-07-24T15:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:30:18.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP CAMPAIGN!</title><content type='html'>HELLO FRIENDS ! &lt;div&gt;If you're still a &lt;strong&gt;SP student&lt;/strong&gt; currently, please join the following facebook group! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Let's Swear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; to Swear! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=23983227020"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=23983227020&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my Final Year Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are doing a campaign to reduce the use of vulgarities!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you can support us by joining the group! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUCH LOVES(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling kind of nervous now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 more hours to go before Napfa. Yes, i am taking Napfa Test, after about 3 yrs of not having PE lessons? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little worried abt standing broad jump tho. I just cannot jump far! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least theres Poly 50 Training to let me recall how to run. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I dont fail any! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of tired now actually.&lt;br /&gt;Just had the raid acts for my FYP campaign and we are all exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Its a mixture of feeeeelings.&lt;br /&gt;Felt relieved that the sorta-first round is over but on the other hand, also a little discouraged by some of the students' reponses and comments.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I think we all did our best. It was a good effort, really(:&lt;br /&gt;And I am quite thankful to have the girls as my FYP groupmates. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Gambette AVS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Its confirmed alr.&lt;br /&gt;I am going Japan this sept hols for Students Exchange Prog.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, but this is my first time going somewhere not-so-near SG.&lt;br /&gt;Not JB nor Batam this time, its Japan! So, I am kinda looking forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou mummy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;For being so supportive and even more anxious than me about the fees.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou mummy, for being so understanding during my bad dayys recently.&lt;br /&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/29855326-5672128319896512007?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5672128319896512007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5672128319896512007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5672128319896512007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5672128319896512007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/07/fyp-campaign.html' title='FYP CAMPAIGN!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6102925365677766027</id><published>2008-07-15T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:24:11.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry at 2.20am</title><content type='html'>My brain told my stomach to tell me that it is hungryyyy!&lt;br /&gt;But no, i am not going to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Not when i've already brushed my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Not when its already, 2.20 AM.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This an unearthly hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6102925365677766027?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6102925365677766027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6102925365677766027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6102925365677766027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6102925365677766027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/07/hungry-at-220am.html' title='hungry at 2.20am'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6608615372445799425</id><published>2008-07-08T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:29:27.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;060708&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work at HD.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;I am officially jobless again.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways I guess it was a right move to quit.&lt;br /&gt;I realise I am quite looking forward to a sunday when I dont have to carry with me my uniform, shoes, and fly to somerset straight after church. On the other hand, I have always kind of wanted to try out F&amp;amp;B industry, working with a crew that kind. Well, my &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; came true. A rather short one but it was a indeed a good experience, and a pretty stressful one. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to deal with customer-not-very-friendly-day.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the customers will say things like,&lt;br /&gt;"YOU ARE TOO SLOW, i am going to complain you"&lt;br /&gt;0r&lt;br /&gt;"Bad service."&lt;br /&gt;Straight at your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it doesn't feel good. But i guess smile, apologise and walk away seemed to be wise move in a nothing-you-can-do situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;a sincere thankyou from a customer is enough to brighten a work day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;One kickass thing about this job is.&lt;br /&gt;I get to eat the ice cream, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Envious eh? &lt;em&gt;Awwww.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what.&lt;br /&gt;I know that they are still recruiting. HAHAH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;070708&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING KANAZAWA IN SEPT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats if, my application is successful.&lt;br /&gt;Crossmyfingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Japan.Japan.Japan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This overseas exchange prog nearly turned my hair white over the weekends. Finally made up my mind and hurriedly submit my application form on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still bothered by the ugly passport size photo that I had to used.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was taken on a bad hair day and.. Aiyer.&lt;br /&gt;Its just baaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;Although grace said i look okay. But then....&lt;br /&gt;It will be given to the homestay family! Can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;Its just... aiyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;080708&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICM proj in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The usual people.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I am just amazed by the fact that it is coming close to 3 years since I've known them.&lt;br /&gt;Fast or &lt;em&gt;whaaaaat&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel old. And even older when i interact with the yr1s.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe not long ago, I was still a dumb freshie.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-trained with Diana at the stadium today. Cuz we missed the poly 50 trg due to some other discussion.&lt;br /&gt;We skipped the warm-ups cuz it was already 8.05pm when we start our run.&lt;br /&gt;But take my advice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT EVER SKIPP WARM UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw got a copy of OOPS! issue 3 today.&lt;br /&gt;i thought the content was getting better. More stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;Although they probably wont see this but in case they do, some encouragement eh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;I missed yu le bai fen bai today!&lt;br /&gt;WHEN XIAO JING TENG JUST HAVE TO COME TT EPISODE!&lt;br /&gt;2nd time i missed alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. sian. siannnnn!&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too bad for me. I guess thats why youtube was invented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;a prettyyy longgg post eh?&lt;br /&gt;Time for my fingers to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6608615372445799425?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6608615372445799425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6608615372445799425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6608615372445799425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6608615372445799425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='UPDATES!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-6263725033306396892</id><published>2008-07-04T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T01:06:22.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly 50 training</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that I am running for Poly 50 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am telling u guys now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite surprised by my sudden enthu-ness to join this kind of event. I mean, I dont look very sporty , do I ?&lt;br /&gt;And I have forgotten how to run since Secondary 4, for goodness sake. &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But after the .. ( lemme count, 1 2 3 4 .. ) four training sessions that I went, i think my stamina is picking up.&lt;br /&gt;Today's 30 min endurance run was not too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;Just now I ran rounds and rounds with Amazing Diana (my new name for her) without stopping okayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;And on tues' trg, running with Jieying was quite a motivation too.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably wont believe but I can run quite fast!&lt;br /&gt;When i was in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda enjoy running back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats like so so so so long ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-6263725033306396892?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/6263725033306396892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=6263725033306396892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6263725033306396892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/6263725033306396892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/07/poly-50-training.html' title='Poly 50 training'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5380772982044272146</id><published>2008-07-02T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:38:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make-a-choice day</title><content type='html'>Third day since school started again.&lt;br /&gt;And its July already.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!?&lt;br /&gt;SO FAST !?&lt;br /&gt;Half the 2008 gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself having to make some decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Too rush. Too rush.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont like to be rushed into decisions. I like to think and think and think until I hv enough confidence to decide.&lt;br /&gt;Indecisive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My part time job at hd. I am quitting.&lt;br /&gt;Gasps gasps*&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know its a freaking short 6 weeks only.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess this is just not the right time for this particular job.&lt;br /&gt;My parents , esp my mummy, made their stand that they dont approve of this job. One of the reasons being sometimes I might just return home very late due to closing.&lt;br /&gt;And some other factors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also pretty much aware of the inconvenience this job has caused me and ppl ard me.&lt;br /&gt;So yes. i am quitting.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lousy abt myself. For my bad time management, for causing inconvenience to my new SIC , for breaking my promise , for pangseh-ing my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel that i ought to obey mum since she alrdy expressed that she doesnt like this job.&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that she has been rather supportive when i told her that i am considering going for the exchange prog at japan, makes me guilty. We are not very well-off, and thousand plus isnt exactly very affordable. But it really touched me when I told her abt it, right away she stuffed the 400 bucks that dad just gave her, into my hand, asking me to keep somewhere safe and told me not to worry abt the rest of the sum. It is this kind of little little action that speaks a mother's love. The thought of it jus pricked me again, knowing that i really dont deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5380772982044272146?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5380772982044272146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5380772982044272146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5380772982044272146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5380772982044272146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/07/make-choice-day.html' title='make-a-choice day'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2206264110887062747</id><published>2008-06-18T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:04:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Yiling But Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213102939989074802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipgPOX43I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7ZbpIQuiUeY/s400/Image159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not I But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FCF Combined TY camp 2008&lt;br /&gt;11-14 June &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prince George's Park Residence&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awesome camp! (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A breakthrough I would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For this is the first time we hv a combined camp which was made up of Teens &amp;amp; Youths campers from English, Chinese session as well as the Geylang FCF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A very good plaform for interaction among the eng &amp;amp; chi sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And like what one of my dorm-mates, lois said, &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;strong&gt;"I didn't know so many of you existed before the camp!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically i was in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dorm 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for ZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Group 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for sharing and discussion after each messages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peeps from my dorm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pei hua lao shi &amp;amp; Lois , our dorm leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shu yi, yanxin, wenqi, zixin , ching yee who are also from Chi session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And from geylang or eng session we have jiaqi, samantha, yonghui, vanessa,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And And. Glad that theres peihuan in my dorm! My Quiet-time buddy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And And And. Aunty pat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will always rmb her f0r her generous FOOD supply.&lt;br /&gt;Especially on the second night when dorm 5 was discussing for the performance for Family Night, we were practially feasting lahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sweets, cookies, lemonade with ginger beer and yummy yummy more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yupp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice dorm-mates i have there(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212920876780752098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgD6w68DOI/AAAAAAAAAfo/TUnfxYDl5y8/s400/IMG_7776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the first night, at aunty pat's room we played lois's card game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;UGLY DOLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The game goes like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyoneeee gets to open a card turn by turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When 3 identical cards were opened, U JUST SNATCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if 2 person is fighting the same card, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the one who shouts , "UGLY UGLY UGLY" first will get the card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super duper amusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Imagine the whole time we jus went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'UGLY UGLY UGLY!'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Funny(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213078704647476402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiTdjiqlLI/AAAAAAAAAfw/tiikBRlhwz8/s400/IMG_7704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.As for Group 9.&lt;br /&gt;Kangteng &amp;amp; Shu Yi were our GLs.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT are from my sunday school class actually.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Tian meng, Yu Herng, Peihuan, Shu Qi, Le yi , me.&lt;br /&gt;6 out of 14.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, 7 out of 14 if we include Kangteng!&lt;br /&gt;And the rest are Zhu Ping, Isabelle, Carinne, Judy, Hong Jan, Debbie from either Eng or GeyL.&lt;br /&gt;Actually , most of the campers are from Chi Session.&lt;br /&gt;But, the camp organizers and comm are all from Eng Session.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why the camp style was a little bit different from our chi session camps. But i guess its good in a sense tt we get to see how the eng session run their camps.&lt;br /&gt;Can learn from one another (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! Heres Group 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212920167868096290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgDRgA_XyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/GnI0UMKOOso/s400/IMG_8869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i feel that we didnt have much grp interaction time to really know the rest who are from eng / geyl.&lt;br /&gt;But still, its nice knowing them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.&lt;br /&gt;During the messages i struggled a little.&lt;br /&gt;Because.It.Was.Conducted.In.ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;Mannn.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i dont understand eng. I mean of course i do!&lt;br /&gt;But since like k2, its the chinese sermons that ive been attending and i read bible in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;So when the speaker said smth like,"Lets look at Galatians ... "&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;BAD. BADDDD.&lt;br /&gt;What's that book in chinese called again?!&lt;br /&gt;So many times i had to figure out whats that book in chi asap and flip to the correct page before the speaker finish reading the verses.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dont laugh okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If the camp were to be conducted in chinese, I am sure the eng session peeps wld hv the same prob!&lt;br /&gt;HEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the speaker was Darryl Palmer.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time we invited an american speaker i think.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least for me, its the first time i attended a sermon which the speaker is not a chinese.&lt;br /&gt;He and his wife, Kyla, went to Taliabo (a tribe in Indonesia) and spent 26 years of missionary work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213095060216523410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiiVkyMqpI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gWj80Qg03Q4/s400/IMG_8603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213083876669547026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiYKm00YhI/AAAAAAAAAgA/NIltPs3DPLA/s400/IMG_8840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess because of the difference in culture, he made the messages rather interesting and engaging for us with his touch of humour.&lt;br /&gt;He made effort to build rapport with the audience and i think in a way, it helped us to want to pay attention to him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;the theme Not I But Chris is very meaningful and relevant.&lt;br /&gt;Esp for teens and youths, as we are prone to temptations at our age because things are new to us and we want to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. So, I am so glad that I went for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;Had been so caught up with things recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;school.projects.friends.spsu.work.others &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I drifted away away away from God.&lt;br /&gt;But during the camp, its all about&lt;br /&gt;Me and church friends&lt;br /&gt;Me and God(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! More pictures below !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgD6rbPkLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/2nTObvAUuXg/s1600-h/IMG_8856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212920875305636018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgD6rbPkLI/AAAAAAAAAfg/2nTObvAUuXg/s400/IMG_8856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213086022552806610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiaHg3QZNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/TkN-y9WdNnw/s400/IMG_8862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213086030887595026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiaH_6bLBI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7hc8AMpeJS8/s400/IMG_8863.jpg" border="0" /&gt; sorry i couldnt resist putting this pic. Gotcha Tian Meng! OOPS (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213105891483564898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFisMCZfu2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/3Jyqa88wn3E/s400/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yan Xin and I (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recreation time on 2nd Day!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was Dog &amp;amp; Bone followed by Dodge Ball. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213095064697923394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiiV1epZ0I/AAAAAAAAAg4/ZT3ONupjctw/s400/IMG_8676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213095068054226594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiiWB-2hqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0mrtfR4SrHI/s400/IMG_8793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ANDDDDD. Losers will end up like ...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213086028465131666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiaH243UJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/PGs3YulP7cQ/s400/IMG_8693.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...... this! HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213096546477606194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFijsFidBTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ZGDIlMT1wgM/s400/IMG_8760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213096542111632018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFijr1RhipI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/nE1UXXnVj7E/s400/IMG_8757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213086034864253954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiaIOuiLAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/43woy_xcUr0/s400/IMG_8773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213096545275294210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFijsBDzMgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Baz3RiPlChI/s400/IMG_8750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ohh yaa! Let me show you the bunks &amp;amp; the place ! Something diff from the past camps, this time everyone has their own room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cosy and comfortable =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although a few said they cant really sleep well, I slept like a pig! I think i can survive in any sleeping condition as long as i get to slp. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098896684346514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFil04vZ7JI/AAAAAAAAAhw/cpKZrGQe27U/s400/Image116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098901867511362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFil1MDKvkI/AAAAAAAAAh4/gQmLZhsXPlE/s400/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thats taken in leyi's room btw. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098915301830978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFil1-GKMUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/faosmq65C-Q/s400/Image143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213100392495438482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFinL9Ej2pI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JD1bfE0WuN8/s400/Image152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213100405897139090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFinMu_xk5I/AAAAAAAAAio/UVGYmcW-2Ng/s400/Image140.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anw, PGPR is a hostel in NUS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213100408704705970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFinM5dJpbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/pLl--aVpWmk/s400/Image151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peihuan, THE OVERSIZE BABY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213102921814750690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipfLhRteI/AAAAAAAAAi4/N2-lfeH3-b4/s400/Image150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213102923830143714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipfTByKuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Q7dA8XdyTBA/s400/Image149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213095064957462802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFiiV2chqRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/196EFIjlpZs/s400/IMG_8600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213102931246142930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipfup5VdI/AAAAAAAAAjI/76wON13KAW8/s400/Image147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Family Night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Performaces to be put up by all the Dorms XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgB0VD1RKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/rL77oxeR1KY/s1600-h/IMG_8741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212918567199392930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFgB0VD1RKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/rL77oxeR1KY/s320/IMG_8741.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okayy. This is just a random pic. I think the baby is so cute! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And last but not least.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE GIRLS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213102941966431122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipgWlz85I/AAAAAAAAAjY/0XgnaGBb2nc/s400/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213105889768176546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFisL8Ag-6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/LGVJ-nr9V0o/s400/Image130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098905957958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFil1bSaA7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/sK6l5EJkz74/s400/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213105899338761282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFisMfqUhEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gRDA_pEXRBM/s400/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213098908134894690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFil1jZbbGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Bzxf6Gfb-YU/s400/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFf-lkg6O3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/AIQjiyeO_Ys/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks lois for some of the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And credits to siew chin (one of the photographers) too for the nicely taken pics!&lt;/span&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/29855326-2206264110887062747?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2206264110887062747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2206264110887062747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2206264110887062747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2206264110887062747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-yiling-but-christ.html' title='Not Yiling But Christ'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SFipgPOX43I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7ZbpIQuiUeY/s72-c/Image159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-9022378754763834388</id><published>2008-06-16T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:17:06.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was randomly blog-jumping and (to my utmost horror? haha, just kidding) i realised i was tagged to do some quiz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HMMM (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B) Tag 5 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse.These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;#1 If your lover betrayed you, what will your first reaction be?&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think I'll cry. but i wont let him see that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be? - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Meet santa and question him, "where are my presents all these years!" HAHA. kiddin. i dont have any big dreams. hahs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#3 What will your dream wedding be like? - Actually i dont have any dream wedding. But i want to be a happy bride and marry the guy that I really love, and loves me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#4 Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you? - If u mean after graduating, yes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#5 What's your ideal lover like? - As usual, tall, broad shoulders and got LH ( HAHAHA, inside joke). okay. serious. I hope he can really love me A LOT. Humble and caring, sensitive to my feelings. Matured, has a mind of his own. Sense of humour. A christian (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#6 Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone? - Being loved by someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone u really love? - i dont know. I can like someone for very long but if I know its impossible, I wont bug him or anyth like that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#8 If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? - i will continue to like him until i dont anymore. But i wont do anyth desperate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days? - yes. Some minor stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#10 Are you in love or being loved now? - Neither. I dont like anyone and well, no one confessed to me. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#11 How do you see yourself in ten years time? - a 29 yr old married but working woman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#12 Who are currently the most important people to you? - My Mum. But i havent been a good daughter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#13 What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is? - I think..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aisyah.. Nice, bright smile. very sporty, enthu and fun-loving girl. Got her own style of dressing. Brave girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grayson.. Can talk a lot if he wants but i think he keeps things to himself. sporty. enjoys making friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Junhao.. very approachable and nice guy. Seems a little shy but can crap a lot hah. And seems to be quite emo eh? Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, i dont know them very well. The above are all based on my impression and observation. I guess i need more time to really knoe them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#14 Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor? - definitely married but poor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#15 What's the first thing you do every morning? I snooze my alarm. HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#16 Would you give your all in a relationship? I think i will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#17 If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick? - I dont think it will happen. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#18 What type of friends do you like? - Sincere friends. Fun-loving but not too wild. Easy-going ppl and good-natured ppl. And most importanlty, friends who can give me lasting friendships. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#19 What type of friends do you dislike? - friends that make use of u. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#20 What would you name your children in future? (Give 1 boy, 1 girl) - i will definitely give them chinese names only. but I cant think of any names now! Ah boy and ah girl? LOL. I will decide when the time comes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People who should do this as well :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana . Shuqi . Sharine . Adeline . Rong Qian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA. another one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagged to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;01. What do you want most now? - A faster computer. Mine is super laggggggy. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;02. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket? - Hmm. No particular place in mind. I dont really have a want-to-travel-around-the-world-kinda desire &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;03. Describe your room? - Messy messy and messy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;04. Do you think money can buy happiness? - Depends. I mean, if u buy smth that you really like, you will be happy right? But, I believe that most joy cannot be bought with money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;05. What do you think about yourself? - I have a lot of shortcomings. hahaha. I am lazy and forgetful and many more. As for my good points, if you know, you know. i dont wana bragg. HAHAH. jk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;06. Do you believe you can survive without money? - Being practical, u need money to survive in singapore. But lets put it this way, if i were to be poor, i know i can survive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;07. Do you think there is such a thing called "love"? - Yup i am sure there is love (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;08. If you win $1 million, what would you do? - I will do 4 things. Spend. Save. Give my parents. Donate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;09. What do you dream of doing in the future? - Seriously, i have no idea. I think i have no dreams. LOL. But i hope to do something meaningful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you? - SHAR(: she is filial, thrifty and friendly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What makes you happy? - Nice talks with friends. Food. Sincere compliments. Babies and kids. Funny or lame jokes. When I dont look dumb in pictures or when I dont have bad hair day. Even a cup of mcfluryy or hot fudge. Many thinggs make me happy(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most? - I dont appreciate arrogant and act smart ppl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road? - a 29 yr old married but still working woman. Lols. Yeah yeah i want to get married young cannot meh? Hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. If you could have a superpower, what would it be? - Ability to teleport. Save transportation fees mann. Hahaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? - This is a big qns. i dont know how to ans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. What I wish for? - Wish ah... Can i have 3 wishes ? Hehs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. If you have a chance to change your life now, what would you want to change? - I am happy with my life now =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. The love of your life now? - No one yet (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Are you courageous enough to go and tell the person that you like he/she? - No, i won't confess. I am super chicken one. I fear rejection. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. What will you do if someone you cared for leaves you? - leave as in die ? I will cry. I will be very sad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mannn can u believe it. 8 ppl. freaking alot lahh. hahaha. I wonder if they'll really do. oh well, i'll jus random tagg! XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doreen(if u start blogging again la! HAHA). Meiyin. Lingyi. Li ying. Audrey. Raudhah. Grace. Wei ling.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayy. I must find time to blog abt church TY camp! soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOODNITE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-9022378754763834388?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/9022378754763834388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=9022378754763834388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9022378754763834388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/9022378754763834388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/06/double-tagged.html' title='Double tagged!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-175204079578242725</id><published>2008-06-15T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:13:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from my church camp today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FCF combined TY Camp 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 - 14 June]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;learnt many thinggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to blog about it but,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta ZZZ alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, its Sunday tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;SWEET DREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-175204079578242725?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/175204079578242725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=175204079578242725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/175204079578242725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/175204079578242725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-7285279956911872775</id><published>2008-06-09T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:50:35.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pimples keep popping on my face!</title><content type='html'>Raindrops keep falling on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pimples keep popping on my face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zamnn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;The horrible pimples.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Mum managed to persuade me to go for C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hinese&lt;/span&gt; medical treatment.&lt;br /&gt;And to my surprise i actually like the taste of the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;Its like.. bitter-sweet? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a NP gathering with my batch of squadmates on sat evening!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS NPCC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those days. those fun. those people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have quite a few activities but due to unforseen circumstances, i guess we hafta save it for next NP outing.&lt;br /&gt;many ppl suddenly cldn make it.&lt;br /&gt;SADD.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm! Theres always a next time XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL,&lt;br /&gt;the food was good!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMMMY Pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;Ili's fudge brownie that simply make u DROOL.&lt;br /&gt;The venue was NICEYY!&lt;br /&gt;(All thanks to xy, who i think nearly died when trying to get the venue)&lt;br /&gt;The strawboard that everyone signed on was SWEET(:&lt;br /&gt;We cut it and divided among everyone who went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the photo-taking session, the self-timing etc was LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks SEOW KEN , RUIYAN, JANICE and&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, XIUYI!&lt;br /&gt;u are like the 'OIC' for this outing.&lt;br /&gt;hehs. just like when u were the OIC for camp that time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, it was very fun planning with u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the pics soon! After i get them, hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO GO KBOX!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soon. soon. soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="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/29855326-7285279956911872775?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/7285279956911872775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=7285279956911872775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7285279956911872775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/7285279956911872775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/06/pimples-keep-popping-on-my-face.html' title='pimples keep popping on my face!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-584389431720366149</id><published>2008-06-05T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:04:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st EXCO outing - Prawning !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yiling's first prawn-ing experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Lakeside Fishing Village today.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st exco outing for spsu 49th council.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;Organized by Ben and I ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite enjoyable, although (aiyer!) i did not catch any prawn.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay! The rest did! Well, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;Tyco or what! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we released the prawns that we caught back to the pond(:&lt;br /&gt;I hope they are smart enough not to get caught again! hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Anw after prawn-ing for about 3 hours, we dinner-ed at JP before we sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, i had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the skills aside, prawn-ing really requires patience.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am not as patient as I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Let's update about whatever that happened since yr 3 started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;I AM YEAR 3 ALRDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mann. I cannot believe that i actually announce it so late on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its like already hols? lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, year 3 is kind of...&lt;br /&gt;busybusybusy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons being,&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stay on as Exco in spsu.&lt;br /&gt;Initially that caused a very very bad quarrel with mummy because i promised her before that I will not be involved so heavily in cca after yr2.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first few weeks of school was very terrible for me.&lt;br /&gt;But everything is okay now. I am so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;This time, its Social Secretary.&lt;br /&gt;I really, really want to do a good job.&lt;br /&gt;Different jobscope, different responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Many things to learn.&lt;br /&gt;And I am trying to absorb as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, let me present to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE SOCIAL COMMITTEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are the hotties okay! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208078334370667762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SEbPpsqSXPI/AAAAAAAAAao/iHIJe6ial7w/s320/P1010092.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khabir . Wati . Grayson&lt;br /&gt;Yiling . Benjamin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208078302850601618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SEbPn3PUUpI/AAAAAAAAAag/Nw_MjkYNC9k/s320/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hmm. Okay enough of spsu.&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about my new part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i know. Its crazy i know, but i changed job again.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Haagen Dazs.&lt;br /&gt;I like my new job, but can be quite time consuming because of the late closing time.&lt;br /&gt;Its fun though. A new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ice cream reminds me of the good old days at Bravissimo.&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay. Sleepy bugs attacking already.I will come back again, with more updates and pictures to feast ur eyes. HEHEH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;before i leave, i gota piece of exciting news to share with u guys. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XIAO JING TENG'S&lt;/strong&gt; 1ST album is releasing soon! - JUNE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YAYYYY. I can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO BUY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-584389431720366149?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/584389431720366149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=584389431720366149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/584389431720366149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/584389431720366149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-exco-outing-prawning.html' title='1st EXCO outing - Prawning !'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TVGndUkhSOY/SEbPpsqSXPI/AAAAAAAAAao/iHIJe6ial7w/s72-c/P1010092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8305266519611598689</id><published>2008-05-23T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:17:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;that day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that jonathan said to me when i reached union,&lt;br /&gt;"How come you suddenly got outbreaks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zamn.&lt;br /&gt;was hoping that no one would notice.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my pimples aren't that not-obvious.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more time to SLEEP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are quite a lot of things going on these few days and I sometimes kind of got lost in my timeline.&lt;br /&gt;Like on weds, i came to school thinking it was tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, i actually thought that AGM is today when I know that its on next friday.&lt;br /&gt;and so many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything is fine, i am coping well.&lt;br /&gt;At least the cold war with mum is over(:&lt;br /&gt;So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;Off to comm photo-taking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8305266519611598689?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8305266519611598689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8305266519611598689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8305266519611598689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8305266519611598689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/05/boo.html' title='BOO'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-3502213841015457202</id><published>2008-05-16T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:39:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehs</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOG IS GETTING MOULDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a &lt;em&gt;9456236456345&lt;/em&gt; X &lt;em&gt;100&lt;/em&gt; years since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Mann. Cannot cannot.. I must save my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have a lot of things that i wanna talk about.&lt;br /&gt;But i am too lazy. Besides, since school started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So manyyyyyy things happened&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why sometimes i really wanted to blog but i dont know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;but i will be coming back soon! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-3502213841015457202?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/3502213841015457202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=3502213841015457202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3502213841015457202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/3502213841015457202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/05/hehs.html' title='hehs'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8733397287655828680</id><published>2008-03-26T23:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:09:09.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 2nd time of eye surgery. zamn</title><content type='html'>That was quite suay of me. Its not the first time, but the second time that i've got a clogged lump at my lower eye lid. Previously it was on the right eye and now its the lefty. Doc said it was inflammation of the sebaceous glands. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zamnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so yesterday i went for my very second minor eye surgery at the TTSH eye centre. It was a super low risk one, of course. Super minor. Not that i gona die or even anyth close to that, and that with the aid of anesthetic, it wasnt painful. But then, cutting is still cutting. And we are talking about a scalpel! Lol. How many times you get to be cut by that thingy and to think i actually went through it twice within less than a yr. mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally i was still a little scared. Esp at the part when they inject the anesthetic into my left eye, it was ouch. Injection is never fun. But even though that part was horrible, i actually hoped they gimme gimme more because i was chickenly worried that they didn give enough and i would feel the cutting. haha. Actually i did feel it, just tt it wasnt painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after it was done, mum accompanied me home because i couldn see. Cldn put on the spects due to the wound dressing and that made me as gd as blind. But even with my blurred vision(right eye) i could make out thata few ppl looked at me with curiosity. They probably thought i was punched in the eye or smth. Aha. Which is actually what i really looked like now, after removing the dressing the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, because it was the 2nd time i am gg through this, i am a half panda with my left eye bruised by the clamp, which was needed to keep it open during the cutting. lol. Maybe my eye is born too small. so they needed it. haha! so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can wear my spects alrdy. so i can finally SEE. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its still quite uncomfortable and a little pain and swollen and theres this yellowish green discharge that keeps blurring my vision. Ewww gross right. Its feels like when i had red eye that time, but trust me, red eye is so much more worse. Anw the point is, i am fine and still kicking alive now. so no worries. Hahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8733397287655828680?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8733397287655828680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8733397287655828680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8733397287655828680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8733397287655828680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-was-quite-suay-of-me.html' title='the 2nd time of eye surgery. zamn'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2666804088176202088</id><published>2008-03-22T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:39:42.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel tired today</title><content type='html'>At the 2nd week of my new part time already.&lt;br /&gt;Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little shagged today.&lt;br /&gt;Storewide discount for today, and besides, it was typical people-go-shopping saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is, there was a lot of customers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they came in a herd.&lt;br /&gt;There was one point when i was fetching one customer a bigger pair of jeans which was placed at the other side of the store, and when i returned, for a moment i forgot which was the one that I was serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1 hour lunch break was sheer bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAC-ed with mich and alicia, the second in-charge of the store, and she is very funnny. A pity she is leaving in mid april.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2666804088176202088?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2666804088176202088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2666804088176202088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2666804088176202088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2666804088176202088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-tired-today.html' title='i feel tired today'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2187178704069312621</id><published>2008-03-20T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:52:56.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday RAU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY RAUDHAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pls grow up. HAHA(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2187178704069312621?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2187178704069312621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2187178704069312621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2187178704069312621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2187178704069312621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-rau.html' title='Happy birthday RAU!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-5456536861500995469</id><published>2008-03-14T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:09:52.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of work.</title><content type='html'>so, the new job wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually.&lt;br /&gt;on the first day, which was a Weds, it was rather arghs.&lt;br /&gt;Because i didnt know alot of things and had to learn. But the learning part was alright. I guess i just hvn adjust to the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;For the whole day, i think i barely spoke to my other colleagues except to check with them the prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prices.&lt;br /&gt;AHH. I kept forgetting the prices.&lt;br /&gt;I know you wld say, refer to the price tag!&lt;br /&gt;But, some of the items' label didnt include the prices.&lt;br /&gt;AND, a few of the items did have price tags but the prices were 'wrong'! They probably changed the price or smth?&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the tags are just not exactly very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Thus we have to memorise the price and if you know me well, thats probably not my forte. But i guess it was quite manageable now alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh haha! i didnt mention whats my new job.&lt;br /&gt;I am working at Baleno. the outlet at bencoolen which is at bugis. Kind of not very near marsiling but actually i dont really mind. Besides, the timing is flexible! Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. today, second day of job!&lt;br /&gt;didnt work yestd as it was 1st day of enrolment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... I am still trying to get use to the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;the people, the &lt;em&gt;culture&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, such retail shop at such location is very different from those in the malls.&lt;br /&gt;We have to &lt;strong&gt;lehlong&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to spell it but okayy it goes smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OFFER AH OFFER. COME IN TAKE A LOOK! ALL BOTTOMS 10 DOLLARS DISCOUNT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. u get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;But i haven't master it yet. I feel awkward shouting it.&lt;br /&gt;so i did my best to say, "WELCOME!" or "Take a look inside?"&lt;br /&gt;short short sentences.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Serving the customers was no prob. I can manage that. But lehlong-ing isnt exactly smth i am used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. so today was definitely a lot better than first day.&lt;br /&gt;At least I dont feel so lost and unsure of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;And i realise that my colleagues are actually not that bad. I guess time is needed to really know the people. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw you know usually retail shops they play music in the background right.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, they always seem to have limited CDs.&lt;br /&gt;today they played LeeHom's songs.&lt;br /&gt;and it was like they play again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and many more agains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at one of those &lt;em&gt;agains&lt;/em&gt;, at the start of another song, i almost thought lee hom was sympathizing us.&lt;br /&gt;He went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;经听了一百遍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;怎么听都不会倦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;从白天唱到黑夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;你一直在身边..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! updates done.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-5456536861500995469?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/5456536861500995469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=5456536861500995469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5456536861500995469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/5456536861500995469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/2nd-day-of-work.html' title='2nd day of work.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-2883065441130794993</id><published>2008-03-12T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:44:07.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FOUND A NEW JOB!</title><content type='html'>I forgot do this. So sorry i posted it late but well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIG 19th to GLADIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. it came veryvery late on my blog but luckily i nv forget to sms, hah.&lt;br /&gt;If u aare reading this, rmb our lunch date okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heres some gd news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i am officially employed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stable part time job!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally. After all those jobhunting.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou xq! who told me abt the job. and also thankyou mich! for jobhunting with me. Filling the many application forms and keep telling me what year we started &amp;amp; graduate pri sec, cause i simply cannot remember. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will start work straight away tmr.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, its less than 11 hours away. I think they are reallyy in need of people. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the job is good! and they are still hiring people. i hope they hire more youngsters!&lt;br /&gt;Actually what i really hope is, they hire some eye candies.&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, must have hair one! LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-2883065441130794993?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/2883065441130794993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=2883065441130794993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2883065441130794993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/2883065441130794993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-found-new-job.html' title='I FOUND A NEW JOB!'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-8028715091772084521</id><published>2008-03-10T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:02:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ermm. lol</title><content type='html'>havent been online for quite a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I am here to update but suddenly, i feel so sleepy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think sleep is a very impt thing and you should nv ignore it when its calling for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-8028715091772084521?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/8028715091772084521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=8028715091772084521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8028715091772084521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/8028715091772084521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/ermm-lol.html' title='ermm. lol'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29855326.post-1377362048396833719</id><published>2008-03-03T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:16:50.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still wondering.</title><content type='html'>Lunched with sandy today.&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis street after. Intended to shop but it ended up more like an aimles roving, cause we were talking with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go orchard initially, but on the train, we were kind of engrossed in our conversations, and only realised that we overshot when we reached cityhall.&lt;br /&gt;Alighted and attempted to go back orchard.&lt;br /&gt;Continued talking.&lt;br /&gt;This time, we found ourselves in outram park.&lt;br /&gt;Realised t we took the wrong line when we alight. So, eventually we settled for bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i meet up with her, i can't really brush off the fact that there seems to be some sort of differences coming between us.&lt;br /&gt;I pointed this out to her, but i guess we both know it alrdy even without me saying. Inevitable, because we are exposed to different friends and environment. or should say she is exposed to more things.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we still hv a lot similarities.&lt;br /&gt;And i am glad that our friendship is strong enough to overcome these differences. And deep down, i know she is still sandy and i cherish her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for work shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;The same baby clothes pushcart at cwp.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven got any call after all those job-hunting and interviews. Actually i turned down one job offer. Because the job was a little dull.&lt;br /&gt;$6/hr for slacking around a small chi restaurant at clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;The in-charge himself admitted that they can open the shop for half a day and there can be not a single customer. At most 2-3 tables of customers per day.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good right? But the idea of wasting time was not very motivating to me. Isn't that one of the reasons that i left bravissimo? so part of me wanted to just quickly settle for a job while the other part of me was hesitating. In the endl, i did what i did.&lt;br /&gt;Felt bad abt turning down the job offer, through an sms somemore cause' i felt so paiseh. I think i wasted the time of tt in-charge who told me on the spot that he would hire me although there were other applicants and will call me to cfm everythin again. He seems to like me ah haha. I think it was because i either looked like i was very keen on the job or i looked like i am very hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh. did you realise that its March alrdyyyyyyy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29855326-1377362048396833719?l=y-ii-liing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/feeds/1377362048396833719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29855326&amp;postID=1377362048396833719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1377362048396833719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29855326/posts/default/1377362048396833719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y-ii-liing.blogspot.com/2008/03/still-wondering.html' title='still wondering.'/><author><name>yi|inG`</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675827177276462204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
