<?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-31892673</id><updated>2011-05-03T16:29:07.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those lies of mine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-8945720744095923705</id><published>2009-01-24T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:48:18.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;so being concern over a friend always makes thing worse.&lt;br /&gt;that's it man. i shall never be too concern over a friend of an opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is wrong with people nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;cant there just be normal friendship between opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;hello. which century are u born in??&lt;br /&gt;pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes 好人真的没好报.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: promise to have a better post in a few days time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8945720744095923705?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-3313951825845136452</id><published>2009-01-11T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:45:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiddo here blogging on behalf of janice.&lt;br /&gt;people who are eargerly waiting for her updates,&lt;br /&gt;please be patient.&lt;br /&gt;watch this space!&lt;br /&gt;she will update as long as she feels its time to update =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios,&lt;br /&gt;kiddo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3313951825845136452?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3313951825845136452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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/&gt;lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;lots to update.&lt;br /&gt;promise a better update with pics another time round.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i just wanna burn all the books i have at  home. wahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-619968837995681421?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/619968837995681421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=619968837995681421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/619968837995681421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/619968837995681421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/12/s.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-737686544116031404</id><published>2008-12-09T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:14:56.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chiong-ing assignments are a craze.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting how boring it can be reading those thick books.&lt;br /&gt;dry indeed but oh wells, i chose to study didnt i.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went for lots of supper these few days.&lt;br /&gt;non stop eating. omg.&lt;br /&gt;sunday night supper with via, ying, yushi n yih.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was supper with sw at 85.&lt;br /&gt;bump into melody over there too.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i did had a great day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i finally met up with my dear love - sharolyn wu.&lt;br /&gt;and i brought her home.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shldnt have but it was glad i did.&lt;br /&gt;she is such a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zf5c_VOI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J36vajSUQ6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zf5c_VOI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J36vajSUQ6Q/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277782805160350946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was busy taking pictures of everyone using her dad's camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zgN9Ba0I/AAAAAAAAA9c/Yi4jt18xWlY/s1600-h/IMG_2846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zgN9Ba0I/AAAAAAAAA9c/Yi4jt18xWlY/s320/IMG_2846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277782810663414594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my place. i took all the toys i could find in my room for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zgoZkuyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/YpX3pIXPmSA/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zgoZkuyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/YpX3pIXPmSA/s320/IMG_2849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277782817762491170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk her thru to take a picture with my mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zhJUh3EI/AAAAAAAAA9s/XeTLiObt4Ek/s1600-h/IMG_2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zhJUh3EI/AAAAAAAAA9s/XeTLiObt4Ek/s320/IMG_2851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277782826599701570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zhsjkvAI/AAAAAAAAA90/7FUFuDUMPjg/s1600-h/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zhsjkvAI/AAAAAAAAA90/7FUFuDUMPjg/s320/IMG_2856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277782836058045442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never ask her to make funny face thou. like teacher, like student. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting to you sharolyn wu's 四连拍 (with prompts given by me) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551pPL7uI/AAAAAAAAA-U/f-HT0ntXU0c/s1600-h/IMG_2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551pPL7uI/AAAAAAAAA-U/f-HT0ntXU0c/s320/IMG_2861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277789775834377954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551W9JlgI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3QDpsoObRgE/s1600-h/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551W9JlgI/AAAAAAAAA-M/3QDpsoObRgE/s320/IMG_2857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277789770926888450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unglam face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551IwPONI/AAAAAAAAA-E/2X9ASs8yhHI/s1600-h/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST551IwPONI/AAAAAAAAA-E/2X9ASs8yhHI/s320/IMG_2860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277789767114635474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5504B0MCI/AAAAAAAAA98/0arRac256dY/s1600-h/IMG_2858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5504B0MCI/AAAAAAAAA98/0arRac256dY/s320/IMG_2858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277789762624958498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawaii look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for the love you gave.&lt;br /&gt;i will return you double the amount.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sweetie for the joy you gave me =)&lt;br /&gt;be healthy and enjoy ur childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-737686544116031404?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/737686544116031404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=737686544116031404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/737686544116031404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/737686544116031404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/12/chiong-ing-assignments-are-craze.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/ST5zf5c_VOI/AAAAAAAAA9U/J36vajSUQ6Q/s72-c/IMG_2841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-5123185680503521765</id><published>2008-12-04T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:22:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promise a post on my job hunt.&lt;br /&gt;since i m too excited to slp, i shall update here a little.&lt;br /&gt;i started job hunting slowly after i left BM.&lt;br /&gt;actually the 1st interview is deb who arrange for me.&lt;br /&gt;her center needed ppl so i just go n try my luck.&lt;br /&gt;the center is at pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;kinda far for me if i have classes on.&lt;br /&gt;so rejected their offer.&lt;br /&gt;got kinda happy sending resume online.&lt;br /&gt;it is just one click away.&lt;br /&gt;so i just happily click n click n click.&lt;br /&gt;sent to shichida method, neuro tree, cherie hearts, mindchamps and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day my phone rang and this center at lavender called to schedule me for interview.&lt;br /&gt;then shichida method called at a later timing to schedule me for interview the next day.&lt;br /&gt;after putting the phone down, my poly senior called and asked whether i was looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;i got shocked and in the end she told me tt i sent my resume to her center.&lt;br /&gt;this shows how small sg can get.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went for shichida method's interview.&lt;br /&gt;it lasted for 1hr plus.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect the interview to be sooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;so what did they interview me abt?&lt;br /&gt;they got me to do 7 yo 8 sets of quizes.&lt;br /&gt;the quizes are to test my right and left brain.&lt;br /&gt;so they can calculate to be sure i suit the job.&lt;br /&gt;there is a time limit for each quiz.&lt;br /&gt;and the time limit is like 45sec to a min.&lt;br /&gt;some of the questions found in the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;- word scrambling (eg. HLDIC =&gt; Child)&lt;br /&gt;- chinese word scrambling (eg.  ' - - l -  =&gt; 主）&lt;br /&gt;- math sums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn stressful while u do the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;cause tt HR person just sit in front of u and stare at u.&lt;br /&gt;as a typical singaporean, i also want to save some face for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i die die also have to answer some questions.&lt;br /&gt;when i did the word scrambling for english, my reaction was 'shit!'.&lt;br /&gt;when i finished it, i was so relief.&lt;br /&gt;but i have yet to find out the next paper was the chinese version.&lt;br /&gt;tt was worst. totally omg.&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the 7 to 8 quizes, i thought that's the end of my interview.&lt;br /&gt;the HR person handed me a paper n ask me to write an essay in the next 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;i was totally stunned.&lt;br /&gt;but when i looked at the question, it was pretty open ended. so not tt bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finishing tt, the shichida instructor came in to interview me.&lt;br /&gt;went thru my qualifications and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;then she asked whether i know how to do a mind map.&lt;br /&gt;i was like erm ya i know how to.&lt;br /&gt;so she ask me to spend the next 3 mins to do a mind map on the topic - love.&lt;br /&gt;i was like wth! do a mind map on love?&lt;br /&gt;cant there be other topics instead?&lt;br /&gt;so bo bian have to do cause she just keep staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;so die die also have to write and crap some shit on tt white paper.&lt;br /&gt;when tt is done, i thought there shldnt be anymore things for me to do le ba.&lt;br /&gt;i was so darn wrong man.&lt;br /&gt;she took out some flashcards and asked me to plan 20 activities tt relate to the flashcard in the next 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly fainted when i heard 20 activities.&lt;br /&gt;hello. i m not a robot man.&lt;br /&gt;and the things on the flashcards are nothing other than time in different forms.&lt;br /&gt;what the fcuk can i teach man.&lt;br /&gt;20 activities somemore.&lt;br /&gt;this is the first interview tt i seriously break into cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i found a job le.&lt;br /&gt;accepted the center at lavender.&lt;br /&gt;near to home and school.&lt;br /&gt;good location too.&lt;br /&gt;near town too!!!&lt;br /&gt;tt's abt it for now.&lt;br /&gt;3 more assignments to go.&lt;br /&gt;drowing in them le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5123185680503521765?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5123185680503521765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5123185680503521765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5123185680503521765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5123185680503521765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-promise-post-on-my-job-hunt.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-3221567798965537118</id><published>2008-12-02T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:20:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okies.&lt;br /&gt;i know i m lagging in posts right now.&lt;br /&gt;too busy with job hunting and studies.&lt;br /&gt;plus assignments are driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to study or do assignments with me???&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone are in the holiday mood expect me.&lt;br /&gt;no xmas season for me and cny mood.&lt;br /&gt;i m flooded with assignments.&lt;br /&gt;faints and die.&lt;br /&gt;will go into detail abt my job hunt in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;currently i m on LEAVE!&lt;br /&gt;i m not out of job yet.&lt;br /&gt;i will be jobless from 9th dec onwards.&lt;br /&gt;but not for long cause....&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CLINCHED A JOB !!&lt;br /&gt;will start work in the new center on the 22nd dec onwards.&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;i think i must be crazy somehow or another.&lt;br /&gt;shall end off here and update more the next time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3221567798965537118?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3221567798965537118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>alrites. i m blogging from workplace now.&lt;br /&gt;15 more mins and have to start lesson again.&lt;br /&gt;I DROVE TO WORK TODAY AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;*claps claps claps.&lt;br /&gt;so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but it better not rain later on.&lt;br /&gt;work is alrite.&lt;br /&gt;i m missing tt girl in germany.&lt;br /&gt;she shld come to sch today if she aint in germany.&lt;br /&gt;misses misses misses.&lt;br /&gt;waiting patiently for her mummy's e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;when will it come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15 more days to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8032364919569090303?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8032364919569090303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8032364919569090303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8032364919569090303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8032364919569090303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/11/alrites.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-949190880517294975</id><published>2008-11-07T06:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:42:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>insomia is hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to fall asleep even thou i want to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m just excited.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m looking forward to sending anna off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;its so different.&lt;br /&gt;anna aint the first child that left me.&lt;br /&gt;yet this time round i feel the impact so greatly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel the pinch in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i can still see her tonite.&lt;br /&gt;more snaps of the camera to keep more photos of her with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway let me grumble a little.&lt;br /&gt;kena backstabbed at work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;total fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;other than that person.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think there is another one who is so bo liao than u.&lt;br /&gt;stop wearing that fake mask of urs.&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later the new colleagues will see thru them.&lt;br /&gt;a small kind gesture of mine, yet it cant be done.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want any stories of me left in tt kind of school.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be bad mouth cause i have not done anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself.&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely find a better place than this.&lt;br /&gt;buzz of cause i left less than 20 days over there.&lt;br /&gt;n i m seriously glad that i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random pics taken during my 'crippled' days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQIqXErI/AAAAAAAAA9E/xIvVohCN4oc/s1600-h/me4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQIqXErI/AAAAAAAAA9E/xIvVohCN4oc/s320/me4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265678010854871730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQTI-AlI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Y7t63zKV8oI/s1600-h/me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQTI-AlI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Y7t63zKV8oI/s320/me3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265678013667607122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQBZ2zwI/AAAAAAAAA88/5yi4EdMKIUM/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQBZ2zwI/AAAAAAAAA88/5yi4EdMKIUM/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265678008906600194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQJiEdnI/AAAAAAAAA80/1Tw7YMEZzZ4/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRNyQJiEdnI/AAAAAAAAA80/1Tw7YMEZzZ4/s320/me2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265678011088533106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shows how utterly bored i was after stay home for 3 days striaght.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting how much i enjoy munching on starbursts!!&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk. i think i look like xiao wan zi with tt hair of mine. wahhaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-949190880517294975?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/949190880517294975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=949190880517294975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/949190880517294975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nthing.&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i went out!!&lt;br /&gt;with a bandaged foot, i headed to ps.&lt;br /&gt;met up with fio and went jalan.&lt;br /&gt;slacked at HK cafe to snack here and there.&lt;br /&gt;or snacking was sinful *shake heads*&lt;br /&gt;fio left and i met kiddo for movie.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for kiddo, i bumped into glenda.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat a little and we went separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;finally, i caught the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;how shld i rate it a 3.5 out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;scare factor is a 8.5 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;story line is 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;there were parts whereby it was a little draggy.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed at this part and the ppl in front of me got a shock due to my scream.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. damn hilarious plus damn paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i was hiding behind kiddo if not covering my face with my palm.&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru the movie i still have time to ask kiddo y m i paying money to scare myself.&lt;br /&gt;not bad a horror flim.&lt;br /&gt;makes u think a little abt life at the end of the movie thou.&lt;br /&gt;at least tt's what happen to me after watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's anna's last day in school.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly her last day is friday.&lt;br /&gt;my baby love is flying back to germany.&lt;br /&gt;her mum made a scrapebook for me.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't expect that at all.&lt;br /&gt;very touched as she made it in a way whereby she teaches me german with the inclusion of anna's pics.&lt;br /&gt;a small gesture yet it made me so loved.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping that they saw my e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to send them off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;i m starting to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;anna love, my love for u will not stop due to distance.&lt;br /&gt;do have a great childhood ahead ya.&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRGLkq-EC7I/AAAAAAAAA8s/nNWWakUOG6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2045+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRGLkq-EC7I/AAAAAAAAA8s/nNWWakUOG6Q/s320/IMG_2045+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265142901498973106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1182749691772802979?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1182749691772802979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1182749691772802979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1182749691772802979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1182749691772802979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-one-2-days-mc-monday-n-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SRGLkq-EC7I/AAAAAAAAA8s/nNWWakUOG6Q/s72-c/IMG_2045+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-2466141499951239834</id><published>2008-11-01T19:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:19:10.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i'm pretty free now i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;currently i m crippled with no place to go.&lt;br /&gt;kinda screwed my paper up today.&lt;br /&gt;just hoping the things that i crapped today was relevant enough.&lt;br /&gt;*prays* oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;and yup i m now walking slower than any other grandmas on the road now.&lt;br /&gt;the question: what happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be asking.&lt;br /&gt;my colleagues, my course mates when i went to sit for my paper today, ppl who saw me.&lt;br /&gt;to cut the story short: i injure my right foot.&lt;br /&gt;the sinseh was saying that i injure my nerve and not breaking any of my blood vessel.&lt;br /&gt;tt's y my leg isnt swollen but hurting badly after the fall.&lt;br /&gt;but it was hurting so badly last night tt i didnt manage to slp well.&lt;br /&gt;even thou the leg was placed nicely on my bed but the pain just shot up like no ones business.&lt;br /&gt;now for the long story on how i injure my foot.&lt;br /&gt;the kids and all my colleagues went for a concert rehearsal at biopolis matrix yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;all thanx to boss there must be a teachers item.&lt;br /&gt;so all of us teachers have to dance.&lt;br /&gt;and we have to wear heels to dance.&lt;br /&gt;so we went on stage to practice.&lt;br /&gt;the first time round nthing happened.&lt;br /&gt;then boss wanted a second round cause there was this part whereby we entered the stage too slow.&lt;br /&gt;so on the second attempt we have to run to our positions.&lt;br /&gt;there was this cover on the stage floor whereby below it is where all the power circuits were.&lt;br /&gt;there is this little circular hook whereby u can lift the cover up.&lt;br /&gt;the first colleague of mine in line trip over the cover as her heels went into the hole and lifted it up a little when she ran over.&lt;br /&gt;2 colleauges before me in line also tripped over the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;the impact of the trip lifted the cover.&lt;br /&gt;so when i ran in, i didnt see the hole due to the cover being lifted up and went directly into it.&lt;br /&gt;this cause me to fall and due to the heels, i injured my right foot.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: i was just the very very unlucky one.&lt;br /&gt;so right now i m limping with swollen toes.&lt;br /&gt;i m suppose to enjoy myself after the exam.&lt;br /&gt;this fall shows tt i need to spend more time with my bed after neglecting it for so long.&lt;br /&gt;a pic of my leg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGMy5qepI/AAAAAAAAA7E/TtaYOSTvmOw/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGMy5qepI/AAAAAAAAA7E/TtaYOSTvmOw/s320/IMG_2537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263659250125273746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mummy is back from aussie.&lt;br /&gt;lots of nougats, sweets and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGMpuVZuI/AAAAAAAAA68/5S8ga596ot0/s1600-h/starburst_soda_slammers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGMpuVZuI/AAAAAAAAA68/5S8ga596ot0/s320/starburst_soda_slammers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263659247661836002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbursts are just absolute love!!!&lt;br /&gt;these gummy sweets just brighten my gloomy days a little.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i m indeed envious of my mummy's trip to aussie.&lt;br /&gt;backpacking is still the best choice la.&lt;br /&gt;can go to places whereby tour groups dont bring u to.&lt;br /&gt;regret didnt go with them&lt;br /&gt;they went for farm stay and wine yard stay.&lt;br /&gt;the pics just tell me how much they enjoyed themselves one.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;pics will be uploaded ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGN5jYcII/AAAAAAAAA7c/BL-IImXaPSE/s1600-h/PA210040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGN5jYcII/AAAAAAAAA7c/BL-IImXaPSE/s320/PA210040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263659269090734210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken halfway while the stop for a long drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_hrpsfI/AAAAAAAAA70/VPsXrgFAGfc/s1600-h/PA230078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_hrpsfI/AAAAAAAAA70/VPsXrgFAGfc/s320/PA230078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263660121676427762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery there is NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_4JGfkI/AAAAAAAAA78/iVFZ47ySHg0/s1600-h/PA230085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_4JGfkI/AAAAAAAAA78/iVFZ47ySHg0/s320/PA230085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263660127705529922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of nature =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH75O6Y7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/r1riAGougFo/s1600-h/PA240107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH75O6Y7I/AAAAAAAAA8M/r1riAGougFo/s320/PA240107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263661158790489010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo pic of daddy sim. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG--LtytI/AAAAAAAAA7k/0iZ7Al6gMSE/s1600-h/PA220046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG--LtytI/AAAAAAAAA7k/0iZ7Al6gMSE/s320/PA220046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263660112147237586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lodge that they stay in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGNgcgo2I/AAAAAAAAA7U/Zv1RxaVYtcA/s1600-h/PA210039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGNgcgo2I/AAAAAAAAA7U/Zv1RxaVYtcA/s320/PA210039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263659262351024994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin and nephew. see how cheeky he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGNJimKwI/AAAAAAAAA7M/tGXw_rxPZig/s1600-h/PA210033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGNJimKwI/AAAAAAAAA7M/tGXw_rxPZig/s320/PA210033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263659256202537730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with the most natural surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxHAHKt7lI/AAAAAAAAA8E/7KK931qSmlI/s1600-h/PA230086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxHAHKt7lI/AAAAAAAAA8E/7KK931qSmlI/s320/PA230086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263660131738840658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fair! i wanna pick strawberries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH8XenAfI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5D5HS-9jHpQ/s1600-h/PA240111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH8XenAfI/AAAAAAAAA8U/5D5HS-9jHpQ/s320/PA240111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263661166909391346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy sim is indeed enjoying herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH9cMBHPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QN9QwWS5bgY/s1600-h/PA240140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH9cMBHPI/AAAAAAAAA8k/QN9QwWS5bgY/s320/PA240140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263661185353456882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just so cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH80FsZGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/j0L54Ik7qrs/s1600-h/PA240139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxH80FsZGI/AAAAAAAAA8c/j0L54Ik7qrs/s320/PA240139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263661174589514850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of them who went to aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_ByZ2EI/AAAAAAAAA7s/fxeRiURCurI/s1600-h/PA220066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxG_ByZ2EI/AAAAAAAAA7s/fxeRiURCurI/s320/PA220066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263660113114814530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new addition to the family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/janice/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/janice/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2466141499951239834?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2466141499951239834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2466141499951239834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2466141499951239834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2466141499951239834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/11/since-im-pretty-free-now-i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SQxGMy5qepI/AAAAAAAAA7E/TtaYOSTvmOw/s72-c/IMG_2537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-7839666262809540861</id><published>2008-10-27T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:30:52.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;goodbye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7839666262809540861?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7839666262809540861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7839666262809540861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7839666262809540861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7839666262809540861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodbye-world.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4219458325107354802</id><published>2008-10-26T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:58:49.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i found the time to update.&lt;br /&gt;parents are overseas.&lt;br /&gt;they went to find kangaroos somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;and for me i have a crazy week of funs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - went out with colleagues for dinner + shop for some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - went out with colleague for dinner + develop photos for work purpose&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - kiddo stayed over&lt;br /&gt;thursday - went to PLAY with dell&lt;br /&gt;friday - went to t.t.s.h to visit uncle&lt;br /&gt;today - i m a good girl with no where to go but mug at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly i was in a pretty good mood considering tt i drank quite a bit on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;plus when i reach workplace was still suffering frm hangover.&lt;br /&gt;clubbing was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i was with great company.&lt;br /&gt;plus drinks that makes me HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happen that night.&lt;br /&gt;to me they were all pretty hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;guess only dell n i know *tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i m going crazy soon.&lt;br /&gt;with those thoughts flooding my mind.&lt;br /&gt;they are driving me mad.&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck am i?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4219458325107354802?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4219458325107354802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;trust the simpliest thing a person shld give and can give.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand y it seems so hard for u to do so.&lt;br /&gt;the reason given is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;a reason that i cant accept.&lt;br /&gt;u guys are just purely stereotyping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucide is not chosen.&lt;br /&gt;it is the only way out when being forced upon.&lt;br /&gt;the limit will be reached soon.&lt;br /&gt;and death would be another adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&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/31892673-9064874030393826122?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/9064874030393826122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=9064874030393826122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/9064874030393826122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/9064874030393826122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/10/sucide-is-not-chosen.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8084288951402362156</id><published>2008-10-17T07:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:43:09.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall post some stuffs that i have yet to do since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;had a quiet celebration for kiddo on her bdae.&lt;br /&gt;had children's day party for the little ones in school.&lt;br /&gt;went to science centre on one of the public holidays.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated fio's 21st (another quiet one).&lt;br /&gt;after that has been studying and more studying going on.&lt;br /&gt;shall now let pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMD-36qLI/AAAAAAAAA50/JVMDTBew6i4/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMD-36qLI/AAAAAAAAA50/JVMDTBew6i4/s320/IMG_1797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257895458767546546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;archery was one of the games provided to the children.&lt;br /&gt;(kinda tough cause the bow not tt good. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMEJyc9gI/AAAAAAAAA58/l8EpJoMGXsI/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMEJyc9gI/AAAAAAAAA58/l8EpJoMGXsI/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257895461697418754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was golf.&lt;br /&gt;(this was tougher cause the flooring wasnt flat. the ball just keeps rolling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMEEf58CI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_iRgeEIPlDw/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMEEf58CI/AAAAAAAAA6E/_iRgeEIPlDw/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257895460277448738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obstacle course. wasnt a problem for them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkV-1qII/AAAAAAAAA6M/UGGPC3PykP4/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkV-1qII/AAAAAAAAA6M/UGGPC3PykP4/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896014726408322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is love =)&lt;br /&gt;*this pic is taken by a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLHospxUI/AAAAAAAAA48/R3R4NVjVs40/s1600-h/IMG_1815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLHospxUI/AAAAAAAAA48/R3R4NVjVs40/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257894422022571330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue to buy the tickets to enter science centre.&lt;br /&gt;(never go on a public holiday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLHyxSqoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/NVBigsgan7U/s1600-h/IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLHyxSqoI/AAAAAAAAA5E/NVBigsgan7U/s320/IMG_1819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257894424726383234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this fascinating. kinda cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIHhQSkI/AAAAAAAAA5M/46tN-vrropA/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIHhQSkI/AAAAAAAAA5M/46tN-vrropA/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257894430296263234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hard to squeeze thru the tiny hole behind the wall to take this shot.&lt;br /&gt;(fat le la!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIaGkHWI/AAAAAAAAA5U/f9io6DDhnLs/s1600-h/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIaGkHWI/AAAAAAAAA5U/f9io6DDhnLs/s320/IMG_1846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257894435284589922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted kiddo to try this.&lt;br /&gt;but on second thoughts its kinda stupid to pay and feel how it is like to be electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIbPn30I/AAAAAAAAA5c/klybpL_gTXo/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfLIbPn30I/AAAAAAAAA5c/klybpL_gTXo/s320/IMG_1849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257894435591020354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this machine was suppose to let us see how alike our faces were.&lt;br /&gt;can see the combination of my face and kiddo's face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMDccBluI/AAAAAAAAA5k/izFgL_1PxFg/s1600-h/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMDccBluI/AAAAAAAAA5k/izFgL_1PxFg/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257895449523754722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laugh like mad when i saw the percentage.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt read it properly at first, thinking that the percentage is telling me how much do i look like a chimp.&lt;br /&gt;so kiddo tried it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMDvJsXbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/zKCJjdggrLA/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMDvJsXbI/AAAAAAAAA5s/zKCJjdggrLA/s320/IMG_1853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257895454547140018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i laughed louder cause kiddo's percentage the same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;then i read carefully and found out its the percentage of genes in common.&lt;br /&gt;chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfM0_ymcjI/AAAAAAAAA60/HWwQp7Q5VKY/s1600-h/IMG_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfM0_ymcjI/AAAAAAAAA60/HWwQp7Q5VKY/s320/IMG_1993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896300827275826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the balloon that we chose for fio.&lt;br /&gt;so cute right?&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna complain.&lt;br /&gt;the balloon cant fly properly even thou it is filled with helium.&lt;br /&gt;that shop cheat my money la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMk_cBORI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DHLFinDQqg0/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMk_cBORI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DHLFinDQqg0/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896025854654738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake frm awfully chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;i requested that all the letters to be small letters.&lt;br /&gt;it ended up like tt. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkm9SIJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/VLUjEsatemc/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkm9SIJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/VLUjEsatemc/s320/IMG_2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896019283288210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bdae girl and the cake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkXBJf9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/pNBDjs9zqVk/s1600-h/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMkXBJf9I/AAAAAAAAA6U/pNBDjs9zqVk/s320/IMG_2001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896015004532690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sw just didnt want to smile at the camera la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMlH6HPaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/DVVwfkoQ4UY/s1600-h/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SPfMlH6HPaI/AAAAAAAAA6s/DVVwfkoQ4UY/s320/IMG_2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257896028128361890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt know what to do with the candy floss.&lt;br /&gt;end up playing with it. wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8084288951402362156?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8084288951402362156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8084288951402362156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-8377927617982150156</id><published>2008-10-15T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:07:03.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i chop my hair AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;this time round, its really short.&lt;br /&gt;most ppl like my new look.&lt;br /&gt;but kiddo hiam my hair.&lt;br /&gt;just too short for kiddo to tahan.&lt;br /&gt;to kiddo, her big kid turned into an andro over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;wadever it is, i'm loving my hair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying for exams can be very stressful.&lt;br /&gt;dont have the time to study la!!&lt;br /&gt;after work reach home damn tired le.&lt;br /&gt;wanna study also hard.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to take mc on monday, who wants to accompany me to study?&lt;br /&gt;my home is available thou.&lt;br /&gt;parents heading to aussie this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i wanna go too.&lt;br /&gt;farm stay, wine yard stay.&lt;br /&gt;i also want la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;if not due to having an exam coming up, i will sure go one lor.&lt;br /&gt;argh. angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i m crapping a lot over here.&lt;br /&gt;shall start studying le.&lt;br /&gt;@!#@$#@%$#!@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8377927617982150156?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8377927617982150156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8377927617982150156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8377927617982150156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8377927617982150156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-chop-my-hair-again-this-time-round.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7340203139802994176</id><published>2008-10-06T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:49:35.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED TO FASTER FINISH THAT 2500 WORDS ESSAY.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO START STUDYING FOR MY PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;i need to do so many things but so little time.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do so many things but with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;where have personal time went to?&lt;br /&gt;where were the days whereby i reach home frm work n slack?&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;2010. i will celebrate with sw.&lt;br /&gt;he will get out of army n i will graduate.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tt day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track a little yar.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21st my dear bestie!&lt;br /&gt;may u be filled with lots of love, laughter, happiness and good health.&lt;br /&gt;i do not know how to write lengthy essays of how much u meant to me for the past 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;just want to see u filled with happiness every single day.&lt;br /&gt;looking thru the pics that u posted up in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;i envy. i feel those kind of xin suan.&lt;br /&gt;we were once so close too.&lt;br /&gt;we were once so inseperable.&lt;br /&gt;but right now the amt of times i get to see u cut down a lot.&lt;br /&gt;due to work, due to studies, due to our own lifes.&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm grateful to see u being happy with who u are with now.&lt;br /&gt;it brings me comfort to know that there is someone who will cheer u on like i do.&lt;br /&gt;i miss u.&lt;br /&gt;i miss dani.&lt;br /&gt;i miss seeing the 3 of us together.&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the twenty-oh-one club my love.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7340203139802994176?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7340203139802994176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7340203139802994176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7340203139802994176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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assignments.&lt;br /&gt;even when i slp tt brain of mine just keeps moving.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what to write in my essay.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of how to complie my pointers.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of whether i wrote out of point.&lt;br /&gt;stress. stressed. still feeling stress out.&lt;br /&gt;i know i need to relax my mind a little.&lt;br /&gt;i know i need to play hard once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;2 2500 words essay to complete.&lt;br /&gt;1 exam to sit for.&lt;br /&gt;no time to study =(&lt;br /&gt;and the weightage of the assignments are scary.&lt;br /&gt;it seems impossible to make any mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, celebrated children's day with the children.&lt;br /&gt;confirmed leaving the school in early december.&lt;br /&gt;feeling the guilt somewhere deep down.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that the parents will question non-stop when they find out.&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to help all the children in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;trying to cherish my time with them.&lt;br /&gt;went to science centre yesterday with kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;spend a long time in there thou.&lt;br /&gt;thanx kiddo for fulfilling one of the many k.i.v activities.&lt;br /&gt;sorry tt i kept thinking abt my assignment while i'm out with u.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for being understanding =)&lt;br /&gt;2010, when are u gonna come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2594562566051388350?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2594562566051388350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2594562566051388350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2594562566051388350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2594562566051388350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/10/updating-time.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4904410971849943966</id><published>2008-09-18T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:46:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite back to updating.&lt;br /&gt;in a rather happy mood cause i finally see the light thru the dark tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;manage to squeeze out and typed 2500 words for tt damn assignment on play.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. an assignment on play.&lt;br /&gt;kinda wtf. the topic on play also have assignment one arh.&lt;br /&gt;not only tt, i also have to sit for an exam for tt module on play.&lt;br /&gt;faints arh.&lt;br /&gt;studies aside.&lt;br /&gt;i got to agree with what ling said.&lt;br /&gt;thou life right now is very busy for me.&lt;br /&gt;(with the need to juggle work and studies)&lt;br /&gt;i m indeed enjoying life more than before now.&lt;br /&gt;god knows why is tt so but i guess i cherish time with family and friends more.&lt;br /&gt;maybe due to me being too busy, family time and time with friends is kinda theraputic for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i love it! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite shall go directly into my point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;i spend quality time with my family on tuesday nite.&lt;br /&gt;we went on a family outing to sit the singapore flyer!!! (for free of course)&lt;br /&gt;thou coming from a family with not bad a backgound, we are also pretty 'gian ben' ppl.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt spend a single cent on tt half and hour ride.&lt;br /&gt;for the first timer us, we seem very much like a mountain tortoise when we headed there.&lt;br /&gt;but before we reached there it took us like 40 mins to reach our destination.&lt;br /&gt;all due to exiting at the wrong exit (and dad actually made the same mistake twice).&lt;br /&gt;so imagine 7 ppl squeezed in the car for 40 mins.&lt;br /&gt;tt was pretty torturous.&lt;br /&gt;and we played merry-go-round in the F1 track.  (in the midst of going to the carpark)&lt;br /&gt;there wasnt much ppl queuing to sit the flyer so under request, we manage to get the whole capsule to ourselves!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it can get pretty boring cause there wasnt music played at all in the capsule thru out the half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;see see look look. at the end was a great experience but seriously nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;and now, here are the pictures of my family outing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0CmXI1WI/AAAAAAAAApE/DEXkEE1cOqI/s1600-h/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0CmXI1WI/AAAAAAAAApE/DEXkEE1cOqI/s320/IMG_1717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247384103846204770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tickets to the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0Cs0ox1I/AAAAAAAAApM/xiOUigCIcmg/s1600-h/IMG_1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0Cs0ox1I/AAAAAAAAApM/xiOUigCIcmg/s320/IMG_1720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247384105580545874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking our first step into the capsule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0C3NAIeI/AAAAAAAAApU/O8BDFdZ44kA/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0C3NAIeI/AAAAAAAAApU/O8BDFdZ44kA/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247384108367094242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad, mum, godma, younger bro, me, older bro + gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0DMD6_QI/AAAAAAAAApc/EioONCbS19Q/s1600-h/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0DMD6_QI/AAAAAAAAApc/EioONCbS19Q/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247384113966152962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad looks comical here la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0DU9TyuI/AAAAAAAAApk/tznea29ZqKk/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0DU9TyuI/AAAAAAAAApk/tznea29ZqKk/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247384116354337506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the F1 track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZHgYcxI/AAAAAAAAAps/Ow09gDmnR0A/s1600-h/IMG_1727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZHgYcxI/AAAAAAAAAps/Ow09gDmnR0A/s320/IMG_1727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247385590212096786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the capsule is changing colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZWg3HEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/SwXCJQxIyQE/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZWg3HEI/AAAAAAAAAp0/SwXCJQxIyQE/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247385594240638018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery of singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZTSO7gI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PnMgqd-yHzk/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZTSO7gI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PnMgqd-yHzk/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247385593373978114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is not this short. in actual fact he is taller than me by a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZhFxtfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/lSXuOTqSdKg/s1600-h/IMG_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1ZhFxtfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/lSXuOTqSdKg/s320/IMG_1746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247385597079827954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my godma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1Z9QkboI/AAAAAAAAAqM/hGLmiPtYSkg/s1600-h/IMG_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ1Z9QkboI/AAAAAAAAAqM/hGLmiPtYSkg/s320/IMG_1749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247385604641287810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laoma and laopa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ295LR2WI/AAAAAAAAAqU/qmKOQ2APKYo/s1600-h/IMG_1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ295LR2WI/AAAAAAAAAqU/qmKOQ2APKYo/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247387321532275042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot before we are 'bian hui ren jian'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ2-PW-Z7I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Rtse-xJITlQ/s1600-h/IMG_1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ2-PW-Z7I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Rtse-xJITlQ/s320/IMG_1762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247387327486912434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the model for the upcoming IR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ2-ZqcR5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/OWwpClnpNvY/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ2-ZqcR5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/OWwpClnpNvY/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247387330252916626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took this pic before 'boarding' the flyer and it cost 15 bucks to purchase it.&lt;br /&gt;(i bought it for zero cents. just need to be fast in clicking my camera.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4904410971849943966?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4904410971849943966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4904410971849943966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4904410971849943966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4904410971849943966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/alrite-back-to-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SNJ0CmXI1WI/AAAAAAAAApE/DEXkEE1cOqI/s72-c/IMG_1717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-6945676231471573039</id><published>2008-09-15T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:03:51.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall update here a little.&lt;br /&gt;currently chiong-ing out 2 of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;thou the dateline seems far but just wanna get it done.&lt;br /&gt;2 assignments with the wordlength of 2,500 words. *faints.&lt;br /&gt;i will pull thru. i will.&lt;br /&gt;assignments aside.&lt;br /&gt;work is kinda alright (maybe cause i m already counting down to the weeks i left over there).&lt;br /&gt;here to post pics tt i long wanted to but forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;first set is pics tt i took when i went for the teachers' day treat frm boss.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to cicada to makan!&lt;br /&gt;food was alrite (cause i no need to pay a single cent tt's y it taste so good. wahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5165gHi2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/-apJuNvdCXU/s1600-h/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5165gHi2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/-apJuNvdCXU/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260270661602146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very ulu place to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517UtO1HI/AAAAAAAAAnc/xBO8A6x8Znk/s1600-h/IMG_1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517UtO1HI/AAAAAAAAAnc/xBO8A6x8Znk/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260277964362866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i chose to eat tt day. appetizer, main course and desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517Cwwx4I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uDL-amsucMU/s1600-h/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517Cwwx4I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uDL-amsucMU/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260273147332482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make working life more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517jbgaZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/25L4TS8QoGg/s1600-h/IMG_1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM517jbgaZI/AAAAAAAAAnk/25L4TS8QoGg/s320/IMG_1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260281916549522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the table of ppl whom i have to sit with during my main course.&lt;br /&gt;(they played something like blow wind blow. so all of us have to change seat after eating our appetizer and main course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated lantern festival with mother side's family.&lt;br /&gt;was really entertaining with the activities my cousin planned.&lt;br /&gt;food was good and i make up for the food i didnt eat the last whole week of school.&lt;br /&gt;the children couldnt get out of the olympic fever. so we have 'youth olympic' that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_hL-OPI/AAAAAAAAAn0/bMNebXwUM7o/s1600-h/IMG_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_hL-OPI/AAAAAAAAAn0/bMNebXwUM7o/s320/IMG_1676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246261449545627890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5174DMrsI/AAAAAAAAAns/Nndd6v83IqY/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5174DMrsI/AAAAAAAAAns/Nndd6v83IqY/s320/IMG_1675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246260287451737794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food of the day!!! *yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_9cTuVI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MntS-AJUjag/s1600-h/IMG_1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_9cTuVI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MntS-AJUjag/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246261457130338642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prizes. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5347KArQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YtpLf37QRDA/s1600-h/IMG_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5347KArQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/YtpLf37QRDA/s320/IMG_1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262435769265410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM53AUqPNXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/U6dgwHtDHkg/s1600-h/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM53AUqPNXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/U6dgwHtDHkg/s320/IMG_1688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246261463362778482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little loves in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_xcJN5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/W01LMnYhz-A/s1600-h/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM52_xcJN5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/W01LMnYhz-A/s320/IMG_1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246261453908424594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbles to keep the youngest one happy.&lt;br /&gt;*ahem, my mummy was happily playing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM53ACKU2GI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nWwdNT-ejfM/s1600-h/IMG_1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM53ACKU2GI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nWwdNT-ejfM/s320/IMG_1684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246261458397091938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'basket balloon' aka basket ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535Jc4mWI/AAAAAAAAAok/4OUDnSpiG48/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535Jc4mWI/AAAAAAAAAok/4OUDnSpiG48/s320/IMG_1696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262439606524258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535bQg1ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/LskhHMuvmak/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535bQg1ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/LskhHMuvmak/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262444386473362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hula hoop-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535hJQoNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/AwUF4bTqrn8/s1600-h/IMG_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535hJQoNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/AwUF4bTqrn8/s320/IMG_1702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262445966663890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;announcing of the winners.&lt;br /&gt;(i couldnt stop laughing when this took place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535wNl1WI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4bVDavySfHM/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM535wNl1WI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4bVDavySfHM/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246262450011362658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;award ceremony. this was really hilarious. non-stop laughter in the hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole latern festival thingy thou didnt involve any lantern, it brought the family closer.&lt;br /&gt;it added lots of joy n laughter to my life.&lt;br /&gt;and it made me forget the stress at work and my studies momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;i m blessed to have such a family.&lt;br /&gt;i m blessed with the things i have in life.&lt;br /&gt;i m blessed with the people who entered my life.&lt;br /&gt;for this, i m grateful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6945676231471573039?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6945676231471573039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6945676231471573039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6945676231471573039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6945676231471573039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/shall-update-here-little.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SM5165gHi2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/-apJuNvdCXU/s72-c/IMG_1648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-3680765898260132275</id><published>2008-09-09T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:07:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work and studies are currently hitting me hard on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;this week seems so stressful.&lt;br /&gt;assignment due.&lt;br /&gt;boss to see the concert dance (another round of shooting and screaming frm her).&lt;br /&gt;saw one of my colleague break down at work today.&lt;br /&gt;breaking down due to what seems to be a break up with bf.&lt;br /&gt;not too sure what happened too.&lt;br /&gt;but saw her crying in the storeroom while the children were slping.&lt;br /&gt;kinda hard not to approach her to give her a big huge.&lt;br /&gt;which landed myself with tears as i see her cry.&lt;br /&gt;sort of saw a part of me while i hug her n hear her cry.&lt;br /&gt;saw the me whereby i was facing the previous break up.&lt;br /&gt;she seems to love this guy a lot.&lt;br /&gt;heard her saying tt they plan to do lots of stuffs together.&lt;br /&gt;with her looking forward to head to the pasar malam to buy goodies to prepare for hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;heard her saying tt she is looking forward to the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;whereby she is gonna go on a trip to bkk with her bf to celebrate her bf's bdae.&lt;br /&gt;i felt her pain the instant she cried out loud.&lt;br /&gt;i m just being a emotional freak in joining her to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note.&lt;br /&gt;classes are driving me a little bit to my limit.&lt;br /&gt;having only one meal a day is killer.&lt;br /&gt;shall tolerate for another 3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;munching on biscuits does not help.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes u feel more hungry.&lt;br /&gt;plus the lecturer of this module is a bore.&lt;br /&gt;can really stone in his class. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;change a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;tagboard is still around.&lt;br /&gt;navigating buttons are on the left.&lt;br /&gt;there are at the words ' what i've been looking for all this time'.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3680765898260132275?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3680765898260132275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=3680765898260132275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3680765898260132275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3680765898260132275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-and-studies-are-currently-hitting.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7453172277582403500</id><published>2008-09-07T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:44:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tml is my big day.&lt;br /&gt;nope. not getting married.&lt;br /&gt;instead, it is me finally able to tender my resignation.&lt;br /&gt;it is a tough decision thou.&lt;br /&gt;even thou i have typed the letter out.&lt;br /&gt;even thou i have got it printed out.&lt;br /&gt;even thou i have placed the A4 sized letter into an envelope.&lt;br /&gt;even thou i have prepared it a week in advance.&lt;br /&gt;handing it to my vp seems so tough.&lt;br /&gt;for the past year i have build the rapport with the children.&lt;br /&gt;for the past year i enjoyed every second with the children.&lt;br /&gt;for the past year i encountered lots of shits at work.&lt;br /&gt;but i did have a good time over there.&lt;br /&gt;those bad times were long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;i m half hearted to tender.&lt;br /&gt;cause i will miss these children tt i have known for a year.&lt;br /&gt;cause i have to start things frm scratch all over again.&lt;br /&gt;cause i will miss some of the colleagues tt i have.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously think tt i m underpaid and overworked.&lt;br /&gt;plus i dont think there is a need for me to see ppl's faces everyday.&lt;br /&gt;it can get pretty tiring to see ppl entering the class with a gloomy face each day.&lt;br /&gt;it makes work so hard to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darlings. i love each and everyone of u.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know in less than 24 hrs time, i will embark on another phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i will look at each n everyone of u with a different way.&lt;br /&gt;pls come to sch my loves cause i wanna spend the next 3 mths with u guys wisely.&lt;br /&gt;as i get all emo again with seperation with children.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7453172277582403500?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7453172277582403500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7453172277582403500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7453172277582403500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7453172277582403500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/tml-is-my-big-day.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-388608670419402696</id><published>2008-09-04T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:42:53.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i feel the stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i feel the pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i feel everything just weighing down on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;is it just me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a break frm work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a break frm studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a break frm family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a break frm everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;it hit my max at work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i cant believe tt i almost breakdown at work due to all the stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i can still remember the times whereby i see my colleague breaking down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and in me i was thinking abt how silly it was to breakdown at workplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cause everyone can see ur weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;plus work is not something whereby one shld cry over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;at the end of the day, it is just work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yet, i was at the edge of it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;every second there seems to be sucking my soul away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the amt of stress there is just getting worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m looking forward to monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;looking forward to the day i tender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and look forward to the day whereby i bid my goodbye to the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m fucking emo these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;god knows what is wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;all i know is tt i cant handle all these shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and i dont understand y am i still holding on to something called life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;its kinda worthless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;seeping into depression?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;fuck my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m just like a rubber band tt is stretched to the max now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;abt to break anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-388608670419402696?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/388608670419402696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=388608670419402696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/388608670419402696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/388608670419402696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5471756550399508474</id><published>2008-08-31T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:43:19.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;u made me breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;is this all worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m just too tired to think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5471756550399508474?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5471756550399508474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5471756550399508474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5471756550399508474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5471756550399508474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/u-made-me-breakdown.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7274403892904940052</id><published>2008-08-29T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:43:54.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;this whole week of working n heading straight to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;missing dinner and feeling the hunger in the middle of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;it is taking a toil on me but this is just the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;oh my god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;one week ended and a lot more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;one assignment due soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;need to rush it out this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i feel like total no life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;*SCREAMS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;anyway today was teachers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;thou not the actual day but presents came pouring in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i had my share of presents this year too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;once again first n last time i recieve frm this group of children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;took a pic of the presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SLgZk2jISxI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2lsJOKi_jXA/s1600-h/IMG_1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SLgZk2jISxI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2lsJOKi_jXA/s320/IMG_1644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239966287354415890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;all the presents tt i got frm my k1 kids n pn/n1 children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(u guys didnt see wrongly. i actually got a bottle of wine too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SLgZkwaqNQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/p-dNriX8iMc/s1600-h/IMG_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SLgZkwaqNQI/AAAAAAAAAnE/p-dNriX8iMc/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239966285708276994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tada! after unwrapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(chocos are the best gift for me. wahaha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;update more another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i need slp badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;there's still work tml. wtf!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7274403892904940052?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7274403892904940052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7274403892904940052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7274403892904940052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7274403892904940052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-whole-week-of-working-n-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SLgZk2jISxI/AAAAAAAAAm8/2lsJOKi_jXA/s72-c/IMG_1644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-1086743853377075833</id><published>2008-08-26T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:44:08.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;this will be a shrot update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;hopefully i will have the time for a proper one during the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;my classes have started (ewwww).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;there is some yeah-ness to it cause class is kinda interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but the thing is tt my week's schedule is tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i work frm 8.15am till 5.45pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;then class start frm 6pm till 10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and it will go on for the whole of this week and the following week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i ask for time off frm work so tt i can leave a little earlier and wont be late for class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;so i m like rushing to class everyday after work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;so u guys may be wondering where and when do i have my dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i have my dinner at 3.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and u guys will ask when i have my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i take lunch around 12.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;whether i m hungry or not, i still take dinner at 3.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cause tt's the only time whereby i can have my dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a very early one indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and a not very healthy one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;have been having cup noodles for the past 2 days for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;any good ideas on what to eat for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;just pop in 2 pills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;coming down with flu cause peers in class is sneezing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i need slp now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;drained out to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;shit at work is working out a little bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but i cant expect much cause i know more is coming soon due to concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love you guys!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;especially kiddo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1086743853377075833?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1086743853377075833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1086743853377075833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1086743853377075833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1086743853377075833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-will-be-shrot-update.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6884254163945823717</id><published>2008-08-23T08:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:45:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i need to start learning.&lt;br /&gt;learning how to cope.&lt;br /&gt;cope with things at home.&lt;br /&gt;cope with things happening at workplace.&lt;br /&gt;cope with upcoming studies.&lt;br /&gt;cope with things between kiddo n me.&lt;br /&gt;n nt forgetting to keep a space where friends play a part in my life.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard life is gonna be,&lt;br /&gt;the days still past.&lt;br /&gt;the world still spin.&lt;br /&gt;nthing wld stop for me.&lt;br /&gt;getting emtional these few days for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;cant stop listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWy0XhN9ss0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWy0XhN9ss0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;We were as one babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;For a moment in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;So I'll let you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;'Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Our love will never die no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I'm part of your indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Ooh darling 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;No way you're ever gonna shake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Oh darling 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;And i won't beg you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;If you're determined to leave boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;But inevitably, you'll be back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;'Cause you know in your heart babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Our love will never end no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I know that you'll be back boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I know that you'll be right back baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Oh baby believe me it's only a matter of time&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/31892673-6884254163945823717?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6884254163945823717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6884254163945823717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6884254163945823717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6884254163945823717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-to-start-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5520948969046758179</id><published>2008-08-22T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:44:24.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i need to start to get into the mugging mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kinda into it cause i m a kan chiong spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i can forsee myself hiding in my own world and shell frm now till end of nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;full time work + studies + family dont seem to get along well with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;things just get tougher when u recieve shit at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;*pouts pouts pouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yes i m dreading the start of sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m not excited over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and there is concert to worry abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;boss is coming to see the dance soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(the dance steps are not all out yet. i m suppose to think of them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;not forgetting i still haven settle the baby class's concert costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;parent-teacher's meeting is coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;which means first 2 saturdays of september are burnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;how bad can things get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;very bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cause i have a 1,500 words assignment due on the 15th of sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;how on earth do i find time to write my damn essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;soon i can be goddess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;no need to slp at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;good job janice. way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i know i m ranting on and on about how much i dread the upcoming 18mths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but i will still hang in there no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;all i need is to not think abt the passing days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;maybe. just maybe in a wink i will complete my degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;*psycho-ing myself in the process*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;side track a wee bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work was fine today cause i was on half day leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;left work place n went to shop for stationary for the start of sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;then next head to raffles city's j'co to la kopi n read storybook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sat there for an hour plus all by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;then went walking around raffles city looking at children's clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;so cute la!! omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;small small one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;met kiddo after my orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kiddo bought tix to watch the fireworks display on the floating platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;it was a great experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but kiddo arh, this wld be the first n last time hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;next time we just jaga a place to stand far far to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;save money *grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i m now a drained, hungry, stressed, grumpy girl. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5520948969046758179?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5520948969046758179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5520948969046758179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5520948969046758179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5520948969046758179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-to-start-to-get-into-mugging.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6217381170358641851</id><published>2008-08-20T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:44:38.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;SCREAMS: I DONT WANT TO LOOSE MY FREEDOM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;school is starting soon and i m dreading it to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;haiz. cant complain much thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sch fees paid. degree die die also have to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;timetable is set not as if i can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cant leave this workplace and work part time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;if i were to work part time i can forsee myself grumble too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;due to not having enought cash to spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;sighs. where is my sugar daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;anyway, i finally have a change of blogskin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;yeah-ness. a new look after god knows when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and finally a tag board *grins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work is kinda stressing me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;datelines to hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;pushed to the limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kana cheated tt help wld be given to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;fuck the help la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;at the end of the day also i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;why does this company seem to have more n more ppl who have the heck care attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i wanna heck care too. wtf la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;3 mths and 2 more weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;2 more weeks to tendering of resignation letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i dont wanna enter the office n keep talking to boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i dont wanna be psychoed by her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;while i pat my babies to slp, i felt the pain in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i wld miss them most if i were to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the little man zhu gan i recieve when the child learnt is priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the sight of them as all of them seep into deep slp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;they are so so angelic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love teaching them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love being around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love the way they call my name over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love those parents who talked to me and ask for advise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i love the times whereby the children brought laughter into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss gia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss tt huge girl who is afraid of a small snail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss tt girl who is small in age yet treat a child bigger than her in age like a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss tt girl whose laughter is contagious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss the way tt girl dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;come back quick gia karter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;and this poor teacher janice is sitting in front of the com preparting work for my k1 kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;jiu ming arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;4 more days to the end of total freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6217381170358641851?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6217381170358641851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6217381170358641851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6217381170358641851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6217381170358641851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/screams-i-dont-want-to-loose-my-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-734496335773797083</id><published>2008-08-18T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:51:33.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;god knows how my bro came across this video.&lt;br /&gt;but it is damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;spend a few minutes watching ba.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoTqRQ29Od8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoTqRQ29Od8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-734496335773797083?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/734496335773797083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=734496335773797083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/734496335773797083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/734496335773797083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-knows-how-my-bro-came-across-this.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5848801912875091350</id><published>2008-08-16T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:37:20.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i forgot to make a wish on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;cause i thought i already have everything i needed.&lt;br /&gt;yet i forgot to make the wish of: everything to stay the same in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need my life to improve.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i expect any good things to come.&lt;br /&gt;i what things to get better at home.&lt;br /&gt;first it is mummy.&lt;br /&gt;now it is daddy.&lt;br /&gt;when can all of this stop?&lt;br /&gt;mummy is recovering.&lt;br /&gt;and then something has to happen to daddy.&lt;br /&gt;after nearing a year of looking after mummy.&lt;br /&gt;now its time to look after daddy.&lt;br /&gt;this can be pretty tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont seem to have anymore time to fork out.&lt;br /&gt;school is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;work is still gonna go on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;(but not tt smoothly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i make a wish now?&lt;br /&gt;will it be too late?&lt;br /&gt;i wish that EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;just this wish will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5848801912875091350?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5848801912875091350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5848801912875091350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5848801912875091350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5848801912875091350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-forgot-to-make-wish-on-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6040011395036135991</id><published>2008-08-13T20:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:55:55.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8th august 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a national day celebration in school.&lt;br /&gt;the party was organised by a me and another colleague.&lt;br /&gt;the whole school looked so cute tt day with everyone dressed up in red and white.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i made my K1 children to sing a bdae song to me.&lt;br /&gt;video-ed it down. too adorable.&lt;br /&gt;took lots of pics tt day with the children.&lt;br /&gt;a simple party but everyone was happy at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the amt of food tt flowed in tt day.&lt;br /&gt;yummy yummy and made everyone look like a glutton.&lt;br /&gt;za came back to brighton tt day to visit us too!!&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics taken tt day.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSHHhrhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uMPPKmbxDd4/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSHHhrhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uMPPKmbxDd4/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233985721641053714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my nikki n me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSQvHvuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HvrHeHj-vMU/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSQvHvuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HvrHeHj-vMU/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233985724223045346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my K1 class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSbUXhsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/STIxPYwhOdM/s1600-h/IMG_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSbUXhsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/STIxPYwhOdM/s320/IMG_1181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233985727063623362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the children under me in K1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSqip-oI/AAAAAAAAAhY/EA2Iv3SjSXc/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSqip-oI/AAAAAAAAAhY/EA2Iv3SjSXc/s320/IMG_1182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233985731150084738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my children n their crazy teacher showing other how much they love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSyw0TqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/7fL1iqhNUgA/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSyw0TqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/7fL1iqhNUgA/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233985733356965538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i did the flag raising!! *lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0p89udI/AAAAAAAAAho/RryIadCRItg/s1600-h/IMG_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0p89udI/AAAAAAAAAho/RryIadCRItg/s320/IMG_1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233986315107547602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the adorable brothers stand out among the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0sEkr8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/wh6YIJsC2kI/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0sEkr8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/wh6YIJsC2kI/s320/IMG_1198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233986315676331970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;slade and shaylin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa096D_vI/AAAAAAAAAh4/PIQvK4TZt7A/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa096D_vI/AAAAAAAAAh4/PIQvK4TZt7A/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233986320464084722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my PN/N1kiddos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0wFqt-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/QfOIrwSRkPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa0wFqt-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/QfOIrwSRkPQ/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233986316754663394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this is how tough to catch a shot with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa1Cf7_DI/AAAAAAAAAiI/eSuio3YQHRs/s1600-h/IMG_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLa1Cf7_DI/AAAAAAAAAiI/eSuio3YQHRs/s320/IMG_1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233986321696685106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my baby doll in the afternoon - anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9th august 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the co girls at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;head to Beppu Menkan Japanese Noodle Restaurant for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;(thanx kiddo for telling the girls where i really wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;thanx gals for satisfying my tummy tt day *smiles*)&lt;br /&gt;after lunch the girls are suppose to accompany me shop.&lt;br /&gt;however, they lead me to chocoz at MS instead.&lt;br /&gt;they surprised me with a cake and a video clip featuring me in it.&lt;br /&gt;tt video is one tt i m so gonna cherish for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;(thanx wanying for doing it up once again *hugs)&lt;br /&gt;after tt some girls left while some stayed on.&lt;br /&gt;those who did, we walked around till kiddo turn up.&lt;br /&gt;head to millenium walk's tcc to sit, relax and have a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;when it was around 7 plus we headed towards the open area of MS to try squeezing our way thru to catch a glimpse of the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;we managed to see a bit and caught a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;after tt was home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;once again, pics will do all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;presenting the girls ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaGcofLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kU_awzJm29w/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaGcofLI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kU_awzJm29w/s320/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990256946609330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;via and ying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaB56AvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YH-SfM6qC-w/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaB56AvI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YH-SfM6qC-w/s320/IMG_1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990255727215346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ling and yih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeadM7PMI/AAAAAAAAAig/kpngL3HGUjM/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeadM7PMI/AAAAAAAAAig/kpngL3HGUjM/s320/IMG_1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990263054744770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yu shi n qin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeabh_k9I/AAAAAAAAAio/QuI4Q9tnF3g/s1600-h/IMG_1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeabh_k9I/AAAAAAAAAio/QuI4Q9tnF3g/s320/IMG_1242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990262606238674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mel and via&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaobsGsI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Me7lm7ArbSI/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLeaobsGsI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Me7lm7ArbSI/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233990266069457602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dai jing n maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgChNG9JI/AAAAAAAAAi4/h8Ybsh_LI64/s1600-h/IMG_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgChNG9JI/AAAAAAAAAi4/h8Ybsh_LI64/s320/IMG_1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992050835649682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the cake and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgC1vS-aI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XbqQIUq9JcU/s1600-h/IMG_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgC1vS-aI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XbqQIUq9JcU/s320/IMG_1250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992056347752866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was suppose to make a wish but i really didnt know what else to wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgDLoLlzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hXBsir7E3ps/s1600-h/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgDLoLlzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hXBsir7E3ps/s320/IMG_1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992062223488818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the girls tt made me felt so loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgDtOQejI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lpeAN8nhuYs/s1600-h/IMG_1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgDtOQejI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/lpeAN8nhuYs/s320/IMG_1321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992071241562674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;blur but nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgD-nqJ1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/1hZxGcH8Vkk/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLgD-nqJ1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/1hZxGcH8Vkk/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233992075911505746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we wanted to catch us and the fireworks. but the next second there wasnt anymore. next year then *sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;rugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjT-nJP9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/CHS1Qyn-u_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjT-nJP9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/CHS1Qyn-u_Y/s320/IMG_1362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233995649322139602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the collage the girls made for me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 august 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to my niece's 1 mth old bdae bash.&lt;br /&gt;spend my afternoon over there playing with kids and catching up with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to meet kiddo and slack around.&lt;br /&gt;a very slow paced day without any pictures. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11 august 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove my mummy to my granny's place at amk.&lt;br /&gt;i took half an hour to reach there.&lt;br /&gt;and mum's comment was: u drive like a tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;thank you mum. i m just a safe driver la.&lt;br /&gt;plus those drivers on the road all so scary.&lt;br /&gt;plus we didnt take the expressway to get there.&lt;br /&gt;cant blame me what right?&lt;br /&gt;watched a bit of olympics over at gran's place then went to meet xiu.&lt;br /&gt;had k session with xiu at MS.&lt;br /&gt;after donkey years, i finally step my foot into kbox once again.&lt;br /&gt;really lost touch with chinese songs. jia lat.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the singing session (more like enjoyed sitting there listening to xiu sing).&lt;br /&gt;after tt met up with my ex colleague for dinner at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;sat, chit chat, catch up.&lt;br /&gt;after tt rush to clarke quay to meet kiddo's bestie for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i m suppose to be the late one but in the end i was the second to reach.&lt;br /&gt;(cant blame kiddo cause she is invovled in the big project).&lt;br /&gt;after dinner went walking around clarke quay.&lt;br /&gt;sat down along sg river to chit chat n see edmund open his presents.&lt;br /&gt;was very drained when i was heading home.&lt;br /&gt;kiddo gave the weirdest reason to enter my hse.&lt;br /&gt;i almost freak out when mum ask y was i with kiddo when i m suppose to be with one of my poly mates.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, walked into my room wanting to change.&lt;br /&gt;find it weird y my room door was locked.&lt;br /&gt;was anticipating to enter a cold room thinking my bro on the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;instead i got a pleasant surprise frm the co girls.&lt;br /&gt;(thanx yushi, via, ling, qin, wanying, yih for planning this with kiddo)&lt;br /&gt;the girls decorated my room and appeared with another cake.&lt;br /&gt;(thanx kiddo for baking a cake for me *grins)&lt;br /&gt;found out tt they have been planning all these for me.&lt;br /&gt;kiddo even called my mum and lias with the girls for this surprise.&lt;br /&gt;(kiddo, u are such an angel!)&lt;br /&gt;pics coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKU08dwI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qNVEUHJBvdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKU08dwI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qNVEUHJBvdQ/s320/IMG_1340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233993284463654658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we settled here for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKrxZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/EKksoHMWlic/s1600-h/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKrxZ0VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/EKksoHMWlic/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233993290622816594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the view frm where i was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKiTG5-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/IvaThq3Msas/s1600-h/IMG_1346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhKiTG5-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/IvaThq3Msas/s320/IMG_1346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233993288079828962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bdae boy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhK44AJbI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PSVrGw2nXds/s1600-h/IMG_1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhK44AJbI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PSVrGw2nXds/s320/IMG_1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233993294140155314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the greedy one *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhLEcj0HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VdKw3F4O8PU/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLhLEcj0HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/VdKw3F4O8PU/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233993297246277746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kiddo looks dead tired here.&lt;br /&gt;(reason being she spent the whole day baking and rushing to different places. thanx love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTI4YT7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/Nh7tAKELv10/s1600-h/IMG_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTI4YT7I/AAAAAAAAAkk/Nh7tAKELv10/s320/IMG_1357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233995634898915250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this was how my room was decorated by the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTKGAorI/AAAAAAAAAks/3auijXdHmhU/s1600-h/my+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTKGAorI/AAAAAAAAAks/3auijXdHmhU/s320/my+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233995635224519346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the cake kiddo bake. plus the 21 small candles on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTQs23oI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Xxo7byQlpX0/s1600-h/my+mini+surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTQs23oI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Xxo7byQlpX0/s320/my+mini+surprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233995636998069890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the cake and me!!! *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 august 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiddo die die didnt wanna let me know where we are heading to tt day.&lt;br /&gt;met her at the clinic near my place.&lt;br /&gt;(kiddo fell sick planning all my bdae stuffs. touched.)&lt;br /&gt;took a bus to SPCA.&lt;br /&gt;u guys must be thinking we are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we always wanted to head there to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;but didnt had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;so this time round we finally manage to strike off one item off our KIV activites.&lt;br /&gt;after tt we took bus to ngee ann poly.&lt;br /&gt;another crazy thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;but it is meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;tt was the place whereby we met.&lt;br /&gt;tt was the place tt filled up a lot of our memories.&lt;br /&gt;tt was the place tt made the third year in np worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to SIM to eat tom yum me fen guo.&lt;br /&gt;love tt stall to the max.&lt;br /&gt;then went to HMS office to pay visit to my lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;after tt off we went to bugis in the bus again.&lt;br /&gt;walked around to see see look look.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to buy things but ended up liang shou kong kong.&lt;br /&gt;next train-ed to harbour front.&lt;br /&gt;after tt took a cab to labrador park.&lt;br /&gt;kiddo brought me to the place i always wanted to go - moon and ladder bar and bistro.&lt;br /&gt;another surprise for me was the appearance of bestie - fiona teo hui min.&lt;br /&gt;haven seen her for ages.&lt;br /&gt;sat there to chill but it drizzle a bit.&lt;br /&gt;head for shelther but went up to take more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;headed home after tt and tt marks the end of my twenty-oh-one birthday celebration for the day.&lt;br /&gt;more meet ups to come with different ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i will fork out time to meet u guys.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for making me feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;u guys are priceless. love all of u so much!!&lt;br /&gt;thank you once again for forking out time with all the planning and meet ups =)&lt;br /&gt;pictures time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTUKzMuI/AAAAAAAAAk8/qPJj-_WY0zU/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLjTUKzMuI/AAAAAAAAAk8/qPJj-_WY0zU/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233995637928964834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;how can i not take pics with the pretty balloons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-p9NpDI/AAAAAAAAAls/Gghgum4NdFM/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-p9NpDI/AAAAAAAAAls/Gghgum4NdFM/s320/IMG_1375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997482023560242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we went to SPCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-rzsCqI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4EgykBpwCQc/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-rzsCqI/AAAAAAAAAl0/4EgykBpwCQc/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997482520480418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;back to ngee ann for my fav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmJ1u5TTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uwzHs9XG4eg/s1600-h/IMG_1378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmJ1u5TTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uwzHs9XG4eg/s320/IMG_1378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998773674921266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the view up at labrador park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-8XhQzI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AbMKOOdWOiQ/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk-8XhQzI/AAAAAAAAAl8/AbMKOOdWOiQ/s320/IMG_1377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997486965736242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;us =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKQ_TACI/AAAAAAAAAms/p5Ksh6GBC6c/s1600-h/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKQ_TACI/AAAAAAAAAms/p5Ksh6GBC6c/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998780991471650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;near moon and ladder bar and bistro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKqIK5_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/n-m5a5UR9WU/s1600-h/IMG_1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKqIK5_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/n-m5a5UR9WU/s320/IMG_1406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998787739576306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the view at moon and ladder bar and bistro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKEKNgMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Sh8JleLV0xc/s1600-h/IMG_1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKEKNgMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Sh8JleLV0xc/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998777547587778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the bestie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk_YNgJhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AUIkGFn9j_A/s1600-h/IMG_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLk_YNgJhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AUIkGFn9j_A/s320/IMG_1390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233997494439912978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the twenty-oh-one girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKOE5fxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/lJ-u65oNZXk/s1600-h/n638560360_3852798_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLmKOE5fxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/lJ-u65oNZXk/s320/n638560360_3852798_7661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233998780209659666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my planner cum photographer =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: we did lots of unglam things over there and my dear bestie posted on facebook. head there to take a peep if interested =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6040011395036135991?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6040011395036135991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6040011395036135991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6040011395036135991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6040011395036135991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/8th-august-2008-had-national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SKLaSHHhrhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uMPPKmbxDd4/s72-c/IMG_1169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-4079433040062792970</id><published>2008-08-12T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:48:12.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;past few days has been busy even thou i m on leave.&lt;br /&gt;out everyday with different ppl frm saturday all the way to tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;sat met the co peeps for lunch then for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;sun went to niece 1 mth old bdae then met kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;mon met shen mi jia bin for k session,&lt;br /&gt;followed my meeting ex-colleague for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;lastly by meeting kiddo n her bestie for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;tues went out the whole day with kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how each day went will update tml.&lt;br /&gt;drained out totally with all the bdae celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna thank a few ppl over here.&lt;br /&gt;thank you co gang, esp those who planned for the surprise at my place.&lt;br /&gt;thank you fiona for the making the trip to tt ulu place tt i wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;thank you kiddo for all the planning u did with my friends just for me.&lt;br /&gt;appreciate them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i m loved by all of u.&lt;br /&gt;i m grateful and thankful for everything.&lt;br /&gt;u guys are love.&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates and pics tml.&lt;br /&gt;*promise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4079433040062792970?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4079433040062792970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4079433040062792970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4079433040062792970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4079433040062792970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/08/past-few-days-has-been-busy-even-thou-i.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8677477690095276676</id><published>2008-08-10T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T09:30:42.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this post is specially dedicated to the co peeps.&lt;br /&gt;thank you girls for the celebration yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for turning up and planning the mini surprise.&lt;br /&gt;for the effort u girls made the collage.&lt;br /&gt;for the effort u girls tried to bring me to chocoz.&lt;br /&gt;and for wanying's effort for the little video clip made for me.&lt;br /&gt;it meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the pictures on the video.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the captions for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly cried.&lt;br /&gt;i was really touch.&lt;br /&gt;first time i saw how much i meant to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;thanx a lot for letting me felt loved.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting thanx for spending yesterday with me.&lt;br /&gt;thou we didnt really do much.&lt;br /&gt;but a lot of walking and slacking at different places.&lt;br /&gt;tt was more than i can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;thanx many many.&lt;br /&gt;a little msg for each one of you.&lt;br /&gt;(those tt dunno my blog. paiseh le.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garfield:&lt;br /&gt;thanx so much for spending one whole nite to do up the video clip. really love it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;for the nonsense we share. for the crazy moments we have.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for being part of me and joining in my craps =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AgKOH:&lt;br /&gt;for being ever so thoughtful and always being the one to sent out e-mails to meet up to celebrate for each individual during their birthdays, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;soon u shall receive a call or sms frm to ask u to mug with me le.&lt;br /&gt;i will join the mugging club soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring gold:&lt;br /&gt;u didnt take very long to think of what to write on the collage this time round. xi guan le ba?&lt;br /&gt;the little gossips of ppl whom we knew in sec sch yet lost contact with.&lt;br /&gt;the times whereby we hold onto the ds lite n try to play cooking mama or the other game on IQ.&lt;br /&gt;those are the little memories with u in them tt make me smile frm time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper red:&lt;br /&gt;the da jie who is far far away now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope u are doing fine over there.&lt;br /&gt;indeed lots of responsibilities are weighing me down.&lt;br /&gt;but like u say, i will try to face all the difficulties with great courage =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi:&lt;br /&gt;thanx for fulfilling my wish of writing something frm the bottom of ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;deeply appreciated =)&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget the times whereby u stood by me to lend me a shoulder when i need it most.&lt;br /&gt;i will smile naturally de *BIG SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearie:&lt;br /&gt;i like ur highlights!!&lt;br /&gt;for the dunno-many-times u send me home - THANK YOU SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;i promise tt when the day comes whereby i can use the car,&lt;br /&gt;i make sure tt it wld be my turn to send u home le.&lt;br /&gt;pls try to sleep at the timing normal ppl do yar =)&lt;br /&gt;jia you for the last semester in sch!! ni ke yi de!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'ben ben' friend:&lt;br /&gt;ur presence never fail to lighten any atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;thou we are known as the ben ben ones in the group,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt really matter cause - sha ren you sha fu!&lt;br /&gt;next meet up we dont talk too much then wont kana shoot tt much too *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treble clef:&lt;br /&gt;think sch started for u le.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for forking out the time to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;jia you for studies yar.&lt;br /&gt;i will jin liang to be xin fu de =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultra skinny one:&lt;br /&gt;times whereby we sit at the back row of class and took out comics to read during chinese lesson.&lt;br /&gt;times whereby the lesson got so boring tt we have to eat a sweet to keep ourself awake.&lt;br /&gt;time flew by so quickly, yet those memories will always stay.&lt;br /&gt;do enjoy ur studying life now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smallest one:&lt;br /&gt;working life is really mundane.&lt;br /&gt;i can understand tt very well.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how jia lat work gets, dont forget to play hard during off days yar&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: ni kan qi lai zhen de hen xin fu. do stay tt way yar =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SJ5EkBTWUsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uklmh0khoQg/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SJ5EkBTWUsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uklmh0khoQg/s320/IMG_1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232695202666664642" 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title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SJ5EkBTWUsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uklmh0khoQg/s72-c/IMG_1277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-5269734672196815705</id><published>2008-07-30T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:05:44.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;muscle relaxation pills SUCK BIG TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;hate the after effect of the fucking pill.&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edited-&lt;br /&gt;i always have to feel so fucked up before my bdae dont i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5269734672196815705?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5269734672196815705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5269734672196815705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5269734672196815705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5269734672196815705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/muscle-relaxation-pills-suck-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8403846026654811147</id><published>2008-07-24T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:44:04.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;hurts a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;bending down is kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;but it cant be helped in the afternoon class.&lt;br /&gt;bending down, picking things up, carrying the children.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day i feel the strain on the back adding up.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after work was bad.&lt;br /&gt;today after work is worst.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in bed the whole day to rest tt back of mine.&lt;br /&gt;old injuries?&lt;br /&gt;new injuries?&lt;br /&gt;see a doc?&lt;br /&gt;get a referral?&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i just want the pain to leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8403846026654811147?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8403846026654811147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8403846026654811147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8403846026654811147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8403846026654811147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-back-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-959199831730458231</id><published>2008-07-05T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:41:59.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;time to do updating again!&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be a lazy bum and not do anything at home.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. tt wish will never come true.&lt;br /&gt;updates abt work n personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work life is the same as usual.&lt;br /&gt;shit happens everywhere n anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;just gonna live by the day at work n not think too much.&lt;br /&gt;cause it is getting fucked up stressful.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m just too harsh on myself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m not accustomed to the changes at workplace.&lt;br /&gt;maybe everything is due to the time factor.&lt;br /&gt;alrights. janice is giving herself a hell load of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been kinda great this week.&lt;br /&gt;did a crazy little thing i didnt imagine myself doing.&lt;br /&gt;club on a weekday when there is work tml.&lt;br /&gt;that isnt something i wld do but i did it.&lt;br /&gt;and the following day at work was totally shitty i must say.&lt;br /&gt;so this wld be the first n the last time i gonna do it.&lt;br /&gt;head to play on thurs nite with dell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;went for sutya finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;saw a few familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;bump into ppl whom i know.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the results was a total disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. forget abt tt.&lt;br /&gt;saw a fight outside play.&lt;br /&gt;being kpo, i just looked on n watch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda crazy to see what happens when girls get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;wld have partied till closing if it werent due to work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;left at 1 plus 2.&lt;br /&gt;on the whole kinda fun with all the dancing.&lt;br /&gt;but the event was a total bore.&lt;br /&gt;side track a bit: irene ang looks great in person.&lt;br /&gt;i like her voice!&lt;br /&gt;side note: thanx kiddo for coming all the way to play n accompany this 口是心非 big kid. it meant a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the girls tml for more party celebration.&lt;br /&gt;yeah-ness to tt.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to tt.&lt;br /&gt;and all the shits will start all over again for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;i love my weekends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it is sad to realise so friends come and go in ur life.&lt;br /&gt;at a certain point in ur life, 2 persons can be so close.&lt;br /&gt;and before u know it, u guys are just like acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;but this is how i felt after whatever happened.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want things to continue in the direction they seem to be heading in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but i also didnt want this friendship to go downhill.&lt;br /&gt;m i asking for too much?&lt;br /&gt;is it me who just feels this way?&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is i just hope we are still those kinda friends tt can talk anything n everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;just tt i need tt little amt of respect frm u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-959199831730458231?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/959199831730458231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=959199831730458231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/959199831730458231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/959199831730458231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-to-do-updating-again-i-wish-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4626475410655071997</id><published>2008-07-03T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:15:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;having insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;when every single person around u is in lala land and u are awake.&lt;br /&gt;tt feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get back to slp!!!&lt;br /&gt;work is a killer nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;and i m only slping for 3 fucking hours.&lt;br /&gt;soon i m gonna be a panda.&lt;br /&gt;an endangered species.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. not bad. at least like tt i m worth more money.&lt;br /&gt;someone pls lend me around 5k.&lt;br /&gt;or let me be lucky to strike 4D or TOTO.&lt;br /&gt;like tt i can throw the money at my boss face and tell her:&lt;br /&gt;'i aint fucking gonna stay at this company and slog my ass for u.&lt;br /&gt;i rather go somewhere else to work in which they appreciate the hard the teachers put in.&lt;br /&gt;dont try to act as if u care for ur teachers.&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone with eyes can see tt money out-weight ur care for the teachers welfare.&lt;br /&gt;as for now i m gonna tender my resignation and pay u the amt tt  is stated in the contract.'&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;guys wait for 2 years to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;janice wait for a year and 3mths to  'ORD'.&lt;br /&gt;now i truely understand how tt feels.&lt;br /&gt;janice is now a bird locked up in a cage due to a few pieces of paper with my signature on it.&lt;br /&gt;half a year more to go.&lt;br /&gt;may the days past by fast.&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely grow old quicker staying there.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna grow old!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna slp i wanna slp.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be back in my lala land.&lt;br /&gt;kinda crapping over here now cause there aint a soul online other than my friends who are in boston.&lt;br /&gt;and they are like having lectures now.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. where did zhou gong went to?&lt;br /&gt;off to bed to stare at the ceiling. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4626475410655071997?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4626475410655071997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4626475410655071997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4626475410655071997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4626475410655071997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/07/having-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4209250823213106282</id><published>2008-06-27T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:44:20.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;things that happened in the past is known as history.&lt;br /&gt;some histories will be remembered but some may be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;in one's life, there are bound to be lots of memories.&lt;br /&gt;some stored in one's long term memory.&lt;br /&gt;some stored in one's short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;and some no matter how tough u wish to forget will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;reading thru my past entries on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;i chance upon something that i wrote:&lt;br /&gt;'if i were to enter another r/ship, will my past stop haunting me?'&lt;br /&gt;i found the answer.&lt;br /&gt;and the answer was no, the past is and will continue to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;i will leave this world one day n still remember it.&lt;br /&gt;how brave can one get?&lt;br /&gt;how strong should one be?&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder at times.&lt;br /&gt;yet i find it so tough to say it out to those ppl who shld know.&lt;br /&gt;all the what ifs just flood my mind the moment tt happens.&lt;br /&gt;cant the brain just act a little like a computer?&lt;br /&gt;with it having the delete button and the empty recycle bin function.&lt;br /&gt;tt wld make my life so much better i bet.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need to have all the small incidents in my life to make me recall.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stop all those small incidents to take place.&lt;br /&gt;tired to be recalled of the past each time.&lt;br /&gt;tired with the need to take a while again to forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;starting life afresh will only be a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;one cant start afresh afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4209250823213106282?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4209250823213106282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4209250823213106282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4209250823213106282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4209250823213106282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-that-happened-in-past-is-known.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2637641531314119869</id><published>2008-06-23T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:09:12.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;weekends are fun.&lt;br /&gt;weekdays are a total bore to me.&lt;br /&gt;i hate working.&lt;br /&gt;especially when u are working with someone with a heck care attitude.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall update abt the weekend tt just past.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday met up with kiddo to get sw bdae present.&lt;br /&gt;head to ps to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;bought tickets to watch kungfu panda.&lt;br /&gt;movie wasnt tt bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;very entertaining but wasnt as good as i thought it wld be.&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone seems to say tt it will make one laugh frm the start to the end.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, before watching the movie went to national museum!!&lt;br /&gt;finally after so long of waiting and looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;went to national museum for the exhibit: mozart - a child prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun i could say with all the photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;a little upset cause the exhibit wasnt as huge as i thought it wld be.&lt;br /&gt;plus there were lots of children there.&lt;br /&gt;so not much peace.&lt;br /&gt;so here u guys go with the photos taken over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RizXE2vI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hlyWLe3wo04/s1600-h/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RizXE2vI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hlyWLe3wo04/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215046920606898930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm a happy child to be at the exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjOJ0toI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SIj0SNkgOmw/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjOJ0toI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SIj0SNkgOmw/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215046927799072386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;for the children, the top tt i wore is knee length for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjNUQoYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/uDuduAf0pq8/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjNUQoYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/uDuduAf0pq8/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215046927574409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mozart and us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjF9-iXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/S_6a-8tAtNc/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjF9-iXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/S_6a-8tAtNc/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215046925601900914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sleeping on the kind of bed mozart slp when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjRIIxCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4elAp5OhFjg/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RjRIIxCI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4elAp5OhFjg/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215046928597304354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally caught an image of us at the big big screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;after museum head to 'made with love' to get some materials to make sw's scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;hope u like it sw!!&lt;br /&gt;thou the pics i choose wasnt what u like but its kinda cute u know. *grins&lt;br /&gt;dinner. movie. home.&lt;br /&gt;a nice day spend with kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was purely slacking at home.&lt;br /&gt;woke up to do chores.&lt;br /&gt;watch alvin and the chipmunks online.&lt;br /&gt;waited for time to pass as tt kiddo will come over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;kiddo finally came then we head to sw's party together.&lt;br /&gt;i manage to find my way there!!&lt;br /&gt;i aint a road idiot after all. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;party was alrite.&lt;br /&gt;food was good.&lt;br /&gt;seeing sw kana sabo by his friends was great!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. such an evil friend i m.&lt;br /&gt;hope u like the presents tt we got frm u!!&lt;br /&gt;happy 21st in advance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to today.&lt;br /&gt;work is CRAZY today.&lt;br /&gt;soon janice is gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;with me and lao shi in the class.&lt;br /&gt;plus another admin person.&lt;br /&gt;the whole class is in total mess.&lt;br /&gt;accident happened in class today.&lt;br /&gt;till now i m still worried for tt child of mine.&lt;br /&gt;wondering how he is.&lt;br /&gt;praying hard tt it is just a normal bump.&lt;br /&gt;hope he will come to sch tml.&lt;br /&gt;so this was how the story went for my class today.&lt;br /&gt;after snack, we went out for a walk kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;just nice there is another group of students at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;so my little ones cant head there.&lt;br /&gt;so went out to walk.&lt;br /&gt;my 2 beloved babies (literally babies) ran to the out gate.&lt;br /&gt;the out gate is not closed at all.&lt;br /&gt;and if there were to run out the cars are just gonna knock them down.&lt;br /&gt;called out for them to stop.&lt;br /&gt;but as babies they dont seem to give a damn abt instructions.&lt;br /&gt;asked the rest of the children to stop.&lt;br /&gt;so i ran towards to out gate to get it closed.&lt;br /&gt;those children behind me saw me running, they started to run.&lt;br /&gt;in the end 3 of them fell.&lt;br /&gt;they were holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;and when they fell it was one on top of the other.&lt;br /&gt;the middle child due to no having hands in front to support when the fall took place,&lt;br /&gt;got the forehead knocking directly onto the concrete pavement.&lt;br /&gt;when i turn around to look my heart sank literally.&lt;br /&gt;frm far it seems like blood is flowing frm the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether to run back to the child or to jaga the rest who are running towards to me.&lt;br /&gt;in the end just ran to the injured child.&lt;br /&gt;the forehead had a big bruise.&lt;br /&gt;so bad tt i literally turn green.&lt;br /&gt;really hope tt he is fine.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to protect them frm harm.&lt;br /&gt;i just want them to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much the parents beg us to be vigilant,&lt;br /&gt;i hope i could tell them tt i see ur child as my own child.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts just as much to see them fall or get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tml will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;when will the day come for me to tender my resignation letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2637641531314119869?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2637641531314119869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2637641531314119869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2637641531314119869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2637641531314119869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekends-are-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SF-RizXE2vI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hlyWLe3wo04/s72-c/IMG_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-5169283329171455621</id><published>2008-06-19T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:05:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;work is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;this time round even if have superman also cant save me le.&lt;br /&gt;when work is fucked up, u give the fucked up attitude.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5169283329171455621?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5169283329171455621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5169283329171455621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5169283329171455621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5169283329171455621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/work-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5450725711116116070</id><published>2008-06-17T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:54:07.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;back to update!!&lt;br /&gt;went for ying's 21st bdae party at pasir ris area.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was the first one to reach the place.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get lost at all! *claps&lt;br /&gt;dont have photos to post cause didnt bring camera.&lt;br /&gt;after ying's chalet i decided on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;i m not gonna play with wii early in the morning anymore.&lt;br /&gt;on top of that no more playing of boxing if there's a next time round.&lt;br /&gt;hands were really tired after the game.&lt;br /&gt;ache like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;but, IT IS FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is getting very uptight each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;work sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;no more fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;total sian-ness.&lt;br /&gt;i cant click with the new colleague in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;the things tt she does isnt what i would approve of.&lt;br /&gt;today is the day whereby all my old colleagues are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;i m happy tt they are leaving the company.&lt;br /&gt;but i m freaking sad that there wont be anymore fun and laughter in the company.&lt;br /&gt;seriously counting down the days. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my new colleague (not that u are able to read this):&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way u do stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way whereby u can be so calculative over certain stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna make life difficult for me then pardon me for being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;u better not have the cheek to come up to me and ask why do i nt love this child.&lt;br /&gt;i love these children more than i love myself.&lt;br /&gt;the only diff between the two of us is,&lt;br /&gt;i love these children, u spoil these children.&lt;br /&gt;and the moment u spoil them, u wont be able to pacify them the moment they cry.&lt;br /&gt;i know i m repeating things in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;but i m boiling so much inside due to u.&lt;br /&gt;u cause this child to get out of routine.&lt;br /&gt;u cause this child to keep crying when he/she is in child.&lt;br /&gt;u cause this child to rely on u so much.&lt;br /&gt;thou they are young but they can be independent.&lt;br /&gt;so stop stopping them from learning and growing.&lt;br /&gt;what u are doing is not helping the child.&lt;br /&gt;stop being so egocentric.&lt;br /&gt;its time for u to grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;i hate changes.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the change of colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the company.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the mask that ppl wears.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the politics tt doesnt end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5450725711116116070?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5450725711116116070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5450725711116116070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5450725711116116070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5450725711116116070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-update-went-for-yings-21st-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8482320172171411926</id><published>2008-06-08T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:15:27.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lesson learnt today:&lt;br /&gt;dont try to endure pain when the pain exceeds ur endurance level.&lt;br /&gt;cause the result of tt would lead to passing out.&lt;br /&gt;no fun to pass out when there isnt a single awaken soul around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8482320172171411926?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8482320172171411926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8482320172171411926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8482320172171411926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8482320172171411926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/lesson-learnt-today-dont-try-to-endure.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2303169978724635394</id><published>2008-06-08T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:15:29.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;while waiting for my movie to load i shall update a little here.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to remember correctly, went on an excursion to the underwater world with the children.&lt;br /&gt;the trip was alright only.&lt;br /&gt;i think tt it wld be best if the children went there on their own.&lt;br /&gt;more time to see the things in underwater world.&lt;br /&gt;they missed out quite a bit i could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuBo1PbZlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/YCifxaN0kG8/s1600-h/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuBo1PbZlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/YCifxaN0kG8/s320/IMG_0634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209399932470650450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we were waiting for the late coach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuBqsWT5uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mZrn1K7y8qo/s1600-h/IMG_0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuBqsWT5uI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mZrn1K7y8qo/s320/IMG_0640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209399964443338466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;at the touch pool. (the fishes must have suffered a hell lot tt day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was ah qin's bdae chalet at coasta sands.&lt;br /&gt;went there early with ying n maine to help with the deco.&lt;br /&gt;waited so long outside the room hoping to see qin after she change.&lt;br /&gt;it was a real long wait.&lt;br /&gt;got so excited with the curler tt qin has.&lt;br /&gt;aunty was nice and helped me curl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;(i still prefer to have my hair the way it is. curls are so hard to maintain.)&lt;br /&gt;chit chat with those long lost touch sacians tt came.&lt;br /&gt;ate, chit chat, take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;in the end hide in the room and played solitaire.&lt;br /&gt;soon everyone starts to leave.&lt;br /&gt;played via's DS lite and got bored with it.&lt;br /&gt;sat there n watch tv till i got tired.&lt;br /&gt;hit the bed together with via cause she has work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;first time in a chalet i slp well and we had a bed each to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;the rest went out for a spin while the two of us just slp. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;next day went to have breakfast with via then off i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGHmhXuAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FZ0Gj5ez8nI/s1600-h/IMG_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGHmhXuAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FZ0Gj5ez8nI/s320/IMG_0646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209404859141830658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;first and last time u will see me in curled hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGIPLppSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/k_zbMA0xQ1o/s1600-h/IMG_0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGIPLppSI/AAAAAAAAAfg/k_zbMA0xQ1o/s320/IMG_0675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209404870056584482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;us and the bdae girl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGI3i9EEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/WdjrcU6Q6ug/s1600-h/IMG_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGI3i9EEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/WdjrcU6Q6ug/s320/IMG_0680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209404880891744322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally, all of us =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday came and went to meet ech society seniors at judith's hse.&lt;br /&gt;all the way frm fort road to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;it was a crazy journey.&lt;br /&gt;went to bedok interchange first to meet deb.&lt;br /&gt;hitch a ride frm her to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;the two of us dont know how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god there's something call street directory.&lt;br /&gt;hit the highways and ended up in woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;went in serch for the block and got so happy when we part the car and went into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;this was where the crazy thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;we tried to search for the hse unit but there wasnt at all.&lt;br /&gt;11th floor unit number 05.&lt;br /&gt;but the unit number tt we saw had 3 digits.&lt;br /&gt;upon checking the block, we realised tt we made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;not we but me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was the one who told deb tt it is blk 828 when it is suppose to be blk 882.&lt;br /&gt;was able to reach judith's place at around 7.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we reached at 7.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;i haven been so blue before.&lt;br /&gt;this time was really cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;short and nice meet up tt we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGJXBbTYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Hz3OlZ25CQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuGJXBbTYI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Hz3OlZ25CQ4/s320/IMG_0694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209404889341054338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it feels great to recieve a big hug frm a child like amber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2303169978724635394?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2303169978724635394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2303169978724635394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2303169978724635394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2303169978724635394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-waiting-for-my-movie-to-load-i.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SEuBo1PbZlI/AAAAAAAAAfI/YCifxaN0kG8/s72-c/IMG_0634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-5189484254492182770</id><published>2008-05-31T07:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:49:28.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;coming back to work after a long break makes me feel lethargic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe tt wasnt the case at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe it was due to the fact that more colleagues are gonna leave soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;which leaves me to get used to all the new faces at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;thou they have been there for a period of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i m still not used to their working styles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it might take time for them to get use to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hopefully the excuse i m giving myself works everything out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;if not i can see myself getting crushed by work as the day draws nearer to the 12 of june.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;met up with a few friends after my trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;first was fio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;off we went to the flyer to have popeye's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;never park ur car over there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the parking fee is crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3 bucks per hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we came out of the gantry and it went *beep* 6 bucks gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but we enjoyed our catching up and chit chat session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;plus the craziness of wanting to capture the whole of the flyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kinda impossible to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and i actually promise this bestie of mine tt i wld take a nite and a day shot for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i m into big shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;next, met up with ser and kai yesterday at vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;before ser n sindy flies over to boston for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I WANNA GO TOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bring me along la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;thou shopping over there will burn my pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but i dont mind going over to boston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i just want to be out of sg and out of my work place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;wahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dream on dream on janice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, spent the whole nite shopping away at vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;plus chit chatting n gossiping away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;how can a meet up not have all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;was nice to see the girls once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;since i haven seen ser for so long le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;not forgetting pebbles her little dog tt terrorizes me during poly days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and today i'm gonna see the co peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;off the costa sands for a chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it has been long since i went for a chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;makes me feel younger for a while. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;looking forward to tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5189484254492182770?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5189484254492182770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5189484254492182770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5189484254492182770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5189484254492182770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/coming-back-to-work-after-long-break.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1186271310584992406</id><published>2008-05-23T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:39:44.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm back in sg once again.&lt;br /&gt;went for my bkk trip on the 16th of may.&lt;br /&gt;back on the 20th of may.&lt;br /&gt;the 5 days over there is purely shiok arh!&lt;br /&gt;but before the trip i was on mc for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;down with freaking high fever.&lt;br /&gt;the fever didnt subside at all.&lt;br /&gt;kept staying at around 39 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;in the end went to get 2 jabs to bring it down so tt i m fit to board the plane the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics frm the trip.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really take a lot cause it was endless shopping for me.&lt;br /&gt;shopping is the best medicine =)&lt;br /&gt;non-stop of shopping n eating over there.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say i didnt went to club zeta.&lt;br /&gt;one day one day.&lt;br /&gt;i make sure i return to bkk with more money on hand.&lt;br /&gt;plus more ppl.&lt;br /&gt;so tt we can all hit club zeta!&lt;br /&gt;tt is a must on my to do list. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 0&lt;br /&gt;kiddo came over my place at around 10 plus to stay.&lt;br /&gt;cause our flight is 6.30am the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;we only started falling asleep at around 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day1&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4.30am to wash up and head to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of us look real bad with tt minimal amt of slp.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we saw ann kok at the budget terminal too.&lt;br /&gt;too bad she's heading for guangzhou not bkk.&lt;br /&gt;she however looks damn good for a person at 4 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;board the plane and off we zoomed to bkk.&lt;br /&gt;reach bkk and the first thing tt greet us was:&lt;br /&gt;where are u going? u need a taxi?&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of us are like being combed by thais trying to cheat our money.&lt;br /&gt;first stop was to hit platinum and pratunm market to shop.&lt;br /&gt;the only difficulty was tt we are carrying our backpack.&lt;br /&gt;so it kinda get into our way as we walk.&lt;br /&gt;check into our hotel and head back to pratunum market to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at the roadside stall.&lt;br /&gt;the tom yum soup was superb!&lt;br /&gt;the whole dinner just cost us 130 bhat.&lt;br /&gt;which is less than 6 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;heavenly! seriously living in paradise.&lt;br /&gt;head back to the hotel n we started to dye our hair.&lt;br /&gt;as we went to buy those diy ones.&lt;br /&gt;much cheaper over there thou.&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekDqvQR9I/AAAAAAAAAcI/V9j09pE-qSc/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekDqvQR9I/AAAAAAAAAcI/V9j09pE-qSc/s320/bkk+trip+08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203808277368948690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the super 'chui' us on board the plane at 6.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekDKvQR8I/AAAAAAAAAcA/CyNjb1J4m6c/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekDKvQR8I/AAAAAAAAAcA/CyNjb1J4m6c/s320/bkk+trip+08+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203808268779014082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sunrise tt we caught on the plane to bkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekD6vQR-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kniLFwOyRo8/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekD6vQR-I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kniLFwOyRo8/s320/bkk+trip+08+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203808281663916002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;when u take a budget plane this is how the unloading of ur baggages look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekEKvQR_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/NQV_MVoGSa0/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekEKvQR_I/AAAAAAAAAcY/NQV_MVoGSa0/s320/bkk+trip+08+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203808285958883314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the mini car plate on each metered-taxi. damn cute can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo26vQSBI/AAAAAAAAAco/YQxZSjfGxbg/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo26vQSBI/AAAAAAAAAco/YQxZSjfGxbg/s320/bkk+trip+08+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203813555883755538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the flea market made up of a lot of art students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekEqvQSAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Rn7oUVipIJk/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekEqvQSAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Rn7oUVipIJk/s320/bkk+trip+08+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203808294548817922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;things sold at the flea market outside central world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;day2&lt;br /&gt;meet up with my aunts and cousin to head to cha tu chak market.&lt;br /&gt;more buyings over there.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the search of the cute pets sold over there.&lt;br /&gt;there are seriously adorable la.&lt;br /&gt;the shopping at cha tu chak cost me a big hole in the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;went there with an empty bag.&lt;br /&gt;head back to the hotel with 2 full bags.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway head back to my cousin's hotel to put stuffs then head to a nearby restaurant to eat.&lt;br /&gt;had steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt tt fantastic but the tom yum soup base was shiok!&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we walked to mbk to shop.&lt;br /&gt;the trip there was long.&lt;br /&gt;as there were lots of other small shops along the roadside tt heads to mbk.&lt;br /&gt;so we spent a while over there to see see look look.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting our stop to get a drink frm A&amp;amp;W.&lt;br /&gt;they actually still have it in bkk.&lt;br /&gt;root beer float never tasted so nice.&lt;br /&gt;after shopping at mbk, we head to chinatown to have seafood.&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was superb!&lt;br /&gt;as long as it is good food everything is nice.&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner headed back to our hotel after collecting things frm cousin's hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it was pouring very badly tt nite.&lt;br /&gt;so we cab back to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;on the way back we saw an accident which involved a tuk tuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo3KvQSCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/WohMQOeZrvs/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo3KvQSCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/WohMQOeZrvs/s320/bkk+trip+08+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203813560178722850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we took the bts over there to mo chit station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQKvQSLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aR5__9IbDy4/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQKvQSLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aR5__9IbDy4/s320/bkk+trip+08+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133947559135410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the scene at the overhead bridge. the amt of taxis. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo3qvQSEI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cNY1q3rLat8/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDeo3qvQSEI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cNY1q3rLat8/s320/bkk+trip+08+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203813568768657474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the long lost A&amp;amp;W in sg. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQqvQSMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/FgjuhV9YZaY/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQqvQSMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/FgjuhV9YZaY/s320/bkk+trip+08+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133956149070018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the yummilicious mango sticky rice tt we had at mbk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQ6vQSNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UR9USGxscIY/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMQ6vQSNI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UR9USGxscIY/s320/bkk+trip+08+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133960444037330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;just look how huge their prawns can get. very huge indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMRKvQSOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IW4sukkDcmE/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMRKvQSOI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IW4sukkDcmE/s320/bkk+trip+08+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133964739004642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the wide spread of seafood tt we ate at chinatown. shiok arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMRavQSPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NXn51s7T-84/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjMRavQSPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NXn51s7T-84/s320/bkk+trip+08+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133969033971954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the amt of things kiddo bought at the end of day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQYavQSQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/k70CUeDCHD0/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQYavQSQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/k70CUeDCHD0/s320/bkk+trip+08+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204138487339567362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this was what i bought at the end of day 2. wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;day 3&lt;br /&gt;head back to cha tu chak market with cousin's wife n kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;bought a little more.&lt;br /&gt;see more puppies over there.&lt;br /&gt;we also manage to chance upon this pretty grand small cafe in cha tu chak market.&lt;br /&gt;the coffee sold there is two thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;cheap and good.&lt;br /&gt;cant find it anywhere in sg.&lt;br /&gt;head back to hotel to rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;the out we went to mbk again.&lt;br /&gt;had teppanyaki for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt tt great cause tasted better ones.&lt;br /&gt;head back to hotel to put our stuffs down.&lt;br /&gt;out we went to pratunum centre for massage.&lt;br /&gt;shuang is the only word to describe.&lt;br /&gt;thou at times i will struggle as it tickles or hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQYqvQSRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zyY3sUaM950/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQYqvQSRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zyY3sUaM950/s320/bkk+trip+08+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204138491634534674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the little rabbits sold at cha tu chak market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZKvQSSI/AAAAAAAAAew/TbHQSXFYzJ4/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZKvQSSI/AAAAAAAAAew/TbHQSXFYzJ4/s320/bkk+trip+08+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204138500224469282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the extremely cute doggies over there at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZavQSTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/pe4CWOWiv_0/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZavQSTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/pe4CWOWiv_0/s320/bkk+trip+08+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204138504519436594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the posh looking cafe tt pop out of no where at cha tu chak market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZqvQSUI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5DfPHD4ywWs/s1600-h/bkk+trip+08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDjQZqvQSUI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5DfPHD4ywWs/s320/bkk+trip+08+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204138508814403906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the latte tt kiddo bought frm the cafe. thumbs up. cheap and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4&lt;br /&gt;slpt longer in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;head back to pratunum market n platinum mall.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to get and with the two of us being pretty sei,&lt;br /&gt;we head back to our hotel for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;after tt headed to central world to explore.&lt;br /&gt;got stuck in isetan's food department.&lt;br /&gt;started buying lots of finger food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;after tt off we went to kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;bought a book over there.&lt;br /&gt;way way cheaper than sg.&lt;br /&gt;headed for round 2 of thai massage at the same place at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day5&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn early to take our flight back to sg.&lt;br /&gt;hailed a cab and thought can at least stone on the journey there.&lt;br /&gt;but our cab driver was damn high.&lt;br /&gt;he knowing some english just cant stop talking to us.&lt;br /&gt;the two of us were like so stoned yet he continue ranting on n on.&lt;br /&gt;at times it was so tough to understand his english.&lt;br /&gt;reached the airport and check in.&lt;br /&gt;my backpacked weighted 9.9kg at the end of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;while kiddo's was only a 7.2kg.&lt;br /&gt;see the difference man.&lt;br /&gt;bkk is a shopping heaven for ladies.&lt;br /&gt;wahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be in bkk still.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;shopping, eating, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;live over there is just good la.&lt;br /&gt;damn, i'm now in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1186271310584992406?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1186271310584992406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1186271310584992406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1186271310584992406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1186271310584992406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-back-in-sg-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SDekDqvQR9I/AAAAAAAAAcI/V9j09pE-qSc/s72-c/bkk+trip+08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-6141767265127589638</id><published>2008-04-30T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:23:00.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;how u guys ever stand in my light n see what i m going thru.&lt;br /&gt;i find it very unfair to me.&lt;br /&gt;very unfair indeed.&lt;br /&gt;i m the one doing everything single thing.&lt;br /&gt;yet y does all the shit comes hitting onto me directly?&lt;br /&gt;i shldnt be the one taking all these shld i?&lt;br /&gt;i did my part.&lt;br /&gt;i did all i could ever since everything happened.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt complain a thing at all.&lt;br /&gt;it aint tt i m always at home.&lt;br /&gt;it aint tt i can always be around to help out.&lt;br /&gt;i need to work dont i.&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt need to work, i wld then be able to do whatever u wish me to do.&lt;br /&gt;stop being so mean to be.&lt;br /&gt;stop being so self centered.&lt;br /&gt;u guys broke my heart so much.&lt;br /&gt;yet y do i always put u guys first in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;y do tears always fall for u guys.&lt;br /&gt;y do i always take everything tt is said to heart.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being so screwed emotionally by u guys.&lt;br /&gt;it aint tt i dislike being at home.&lt;br /&gt;but u guys made home hard to stay in ever since things happened.&lt;br /&gt;i struggled so hard.&lt;br /&gt;yet do u see a shit?&lt;br /&gt;no u dont.&lt;br /&gt;u guys never did no matter how much i try n effort put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6141767265127589638?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6141767265127589638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6141767265127589638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6141767265127589638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6141767265127589638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-u-guys-ever-stand-in-my-light-n-see.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4251098667352964813</id><published>2008-04-21T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:13:13.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;life has been pretty screwed up lately.&lt;br /&gt;non-stop thinking abt stuffs and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;tiring. very tiring indeed.&lt;br /&gt;life is seriously meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;u are born into this world.&lt;br /&gt;u study ur whole life just to get a few pieces of paper.&lt;br /&gt;once u get the paper, u slog ur whole life just to survive.&lt;br /&gt;and when u are surviving well, u never know when u will leave the world.&lt;br /&gt;this vicious cycle is so meaningless yet very realistic.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of such life.&lt;br /&gt;5 years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;what might happen?&lt;br /&gt;what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;those thoughts keep running thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;5 years aint short nor is it long.&lt;br /&gt;so many things can take place in the next five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years down the round,&lt;br /&gt;will i loose someone close to my heart?&lt;br /&gt;i fear.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been fearing so much for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;this time round i really do fear.&lt;br /&gt;the fear is just so great tt i cant stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;what if it were to really take place?&lt;br /&gt;just all the what ifs can kill.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i wish to think.&lt;br /&gt;but the thoughts just run thru my pea brain like tap water.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do whatever i can for fear tt i may regret.&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard to be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;but teach me how shld i stay tt way.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break frm work.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break frm family matters.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than half a year has past by.&lt;br /&gt;the fear stayed within me.&lt;br /&gt;now, its starting to appear once again.&lt;br /&gt;scaring me a hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;things that took place.&lt;br /&gt;things whereby i wished i could do.&lt;br /&gt;things whereby i dunno how to change.&lt;br /&gt;how shld i go abt with the so called life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my breaking point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4251098667352964813?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4251098667352964813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4251098667352964813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4251098667352964813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4251098667352964813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-has-been-pretty-screwed-up-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-3649010115974441988</id><published>2008-04-15T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:03:24.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;has been a long while since i updated.&lt;br /&gt;lost track of what went on with my life the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i m still in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;(thank god i m in a piece. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;guess its also time to catch up with my friends out there soon.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like everyone is turning 21 soon.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. the BIG 21.&lt;br /&gt;guess it wld be birthdays after birthdays soon.&lt;br /&gt;not sure what to update u too.&lt;br /&gt;shall just leave some pics here for u to view my life.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzpFXz8WI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VSPbLRDmrOo/s1600-h/IMG_0446%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzpFXz8WI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VSPbLRDmrOo/s320/IMG_0446%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470189035712866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the kakis who were present&lt;br /&gt;(i know it looks a little out of shape. but i had to shrink it so tt it fits in nicely on the blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzpVXz8XI/AAAAAAAAAbg/01uMfeB737w/s1600-h/IMG_0430%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzpVXz8XI/AAAAAAAAAbg/01uMfeB737w/s320/IMG_0430%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470193330680178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the very sinful cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzplXz8YI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19PMAYRDmWI/s1600-h/IMG_0428%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzplXz8YI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19PMAYRDmWI/s320/IMG_0428%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470197625647490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the yummilicious self-made choco fondue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzp1Xz8ZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/O3qxlxqq4S4/s1600-h/IMG_0395%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzp1Xz8ZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/O3qxlxqq4S4/s320/IMG_0395%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470201920614802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the dinner we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzqFXz8aI/AAAAAAAAAb4/duoyhgiokj8/s1600-h/IMG_0414%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzqFXz8aI/AAAAAAAAAb4/duoyhgiokj8/s320/IMG_0414%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189470206215582114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the craft tt we prepared =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: girls if u guys wan the pics let me know yar =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3649010115974441988?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3649010115974441988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=3649010115974441988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3649010115974441988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3649010115974441988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-been-long-while-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/SASzpFXz8WI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VSPbLRDmrOo/s72-c/IMG_0446%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-2799370752740118375</id><published>2008-04-03T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:41:38.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;igetirritatedeasily.&lt;br /&gt;itisjustnearingthedayofthemonthisuppose.&lt;br /&gt;fuckedupla.&lt;br /&gt;idontunderstandwhysomesiblingsjustloveto&lt;br /&gt;disturbunonstop.&lt;br /&gt;donttheyunderstandthatatsomepointsin&lt;br /&gt;timesapersonneedspeaceandnothingelse.&lt;br /&gt;ithinksomebrothersdobutmineobviously&lt;br /&gt;donotunderstandthattheoryatall.&lt;br /&gt;fuckedupla.&lt;br /&gt;workhasntbeensmoothsailingtoobutiguessi&lt;br /&gt;shouldntexpecttoomuchtoo.&lt;br /&gt;ahcrap.ijustwantmyrestmybreakmy&lt;br /&gt;sleepmyownpersonaltime.&lt;br /&gt;nothingmorethanthat.justleavemealone&lt;br /&gt;andiwouldbesoevergrateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2799370752740118375?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2799370752740118375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2799370752740118375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2799370752740118375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2799370752740118375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/04/igetirritatedeasily.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8275089253616704392</id><published>2008-03-28T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:47:45.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;the week is over.&lt;br /&gt;finally over.&lt;br /&gt;one whole week of class at work.&lt;br /&gt;one whole week of parents entering the class.&lt;br /&gt;one whole week of hoping tt the children behave themselves.&lt;br /&gt;finally, no need to worry so much already.&lt;br /&gt;more worries yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;shall take them a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;seems to be repeating itself over n over again.&lt;br /&gt;i need a drink.&lt;br /&gt;i want a drink.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know the consequences of it.&lt;br /&gt;shoo.&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8275089253616704392?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8275089253616704392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8275089253616704392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8275089253616704392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8275089253616704392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-8718499259416288788</id><published>2008-03-16T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:23:31.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;shall do some updating.&lt;br /&gt;went to IT fair a week back and i finally got my camera!!&lt;br /&gt;ixus 80 IS. woots!!&lt;br /&gt;tt camera is so gonna be my lover for now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i put my camera into good use.&lt;br /&gt;brought it along as the children went for their excursion to Ben and Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the one at United Square.&lt;br /&gt;nthing much thou.&lt;br /&gt;more like simply going there to have ice-cream with a whole bunch of children.&lt;br /&gt;took lots of pics of my little ones.&lt;br /&gt;finally some pics to share with u guys on my cutie pies.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB0Z7mE7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/k5ggulkM01w/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB0Z7mE7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/k5ggulkM01w/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015671394898866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my K1 kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB1Z7mE8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/XHQ1KObWwds/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB1Z7mE8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/XHQ1KObWwds/s320/Picture+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015688574768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the cheeky one of my - dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB1p7mE9I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xNsezKozC0g/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB1p7mE9I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xNsezKozC0g/s320/Picture+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015692869735378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the love of my life - nygel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB157mE-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/OwlQKMxp0o8/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB157mE-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/OwlQKMxp0o8/s320/Picture+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015697164702690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i wld like to still have another scoop of ice-cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB2p7mE_I/AAAAAAAAAag/47h9otj64nk/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB2p7mE_I/AAAAAAAAAag/47h9otj64nk/s320/Picture+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178015710049604594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my babe - nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE557mFAI/AAAAAAAAAao/DZtnKqtbKyY/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE557mFAI/AAAAAAAAAao/DZtnKqtbKyY/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019064419062786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the little one - rohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE6Z7mFBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/w4dq_umkMYE/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE6Z7mFBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/w4dq_umkMYE/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019073008997394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the 'big' boy in the baby class- jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE657mFCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/pJ6LymCu5MY/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE657mFCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/pJ6LymCu5MY/s320/Picture+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019081598932002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my german little girl - anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE7J7mFDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fuuyqvykYVA/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE7J7mFDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fuuyqvykYVA/s320/Picture+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019085893899314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;one of my koala bear - tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE7Z7mFEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aFAPe02-PWg/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wE7Z7mFEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aFAPe02-PWg/s320/Picture+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178019090188866626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my baby love - sharolyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wF1p7mFFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aGxTsv6Txv8/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wF1p7mFFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aGxTsv6Txv8/s320/Picture+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178020090916246610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my handsome one - christiaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8718499259416288788?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8718499259416288788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8718499259416288788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8718499259416288788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8718499259416288788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/shall-do-some-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/R9wB0Z7mE7I/AAAAAAAAAaA/k5ggulkM01w/s72-c/Picture+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-7668968754204391890</id><published>2008-03-02T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T11:42:23.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;went back to sac yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;has been a long time since i stepped into sch grounds.&lt;br /&gt;feels good.&lt;br /&gt;but the school changed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;nt the same as what it is in the past.&lt;br /&gt;most of the teachers tt taught us are gone.&lt;br /&gt;principal changed.&lt;br /&gt;the thing tt stays the same is the school hall and the chapel i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;went back to our old classrooms to see see look look.&lt;br /&gt;miss sitting at the last row with jocelyn n yuriko.&lt;br /&gt;miss schooling days.&lt;br /&gt;miss the days whereby we hid comics under the table to read during chinese lesson.&lt;br /&gt;miss staying back for co practice.&lt;br /&gt;those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;memorable indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having migraine these few days.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was bad.&lt;br /&gt;hurting so badly.&lt;br /&gt;slp doesnt seem to help at all.&lt;br /&gt;tough to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and even if i were to be awake after a long slp,&lt;br /&gt;it still doesnt go away.&lt;br /&gt;fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it wld be better tml.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to work.&lt;br /&gt;sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7668968754204391890?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7668968754204391890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7668968754204391890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7668968754204391890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7668968754204391890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-back-to-sac-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2542271196792117760</id><published>2008-02-27T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:29:28.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally an outlet to flare abt work.&lt;br /&gt;work is causing me n my colleague to be freaking stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;very much due to the afternoon PN/N1 children.&lt;br /&gt;they are driving us up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;everyday whereby we sing our goodbye song is the best part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;kana complaint by 2 of my children's parents today.&lt;br /&gt;total fuck-ed up.&lt;br /&gt;one is my own negligence.&lt;br /&gt;the other one, i dont see y i kana complained for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello madame.&lt;br /&gt;ur child is 3 years old this year.&lt;br /&gt;just 3 years old.&lt;br /&gt;how much do u want to expect frm ur child?&lt;br /&gt;she is new to the centre, new to the class and new to having so many friends.&lt;br /&gt;u want ur child to settle in fast.&lt;br /&gt;so do i.&lt;br /&gt;but hello each child is different and they have different needs.&lt;br /&gt;dont compare her to her sis.&lt;br /&gt;they are fucking DIFFERENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;she able to settle into sunday church class n settling into sch is also different.&lt;br /&gt;dont raise ur expectations of ur child.&lt;br /&gt;u think we teachers wanna hear her cry thru out her 4 hrs there?&lt;br /&gt;she aint crying for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;she is just yanking away to have her shoes n going home.&lt;br /&gt;faints.&lt;br /&gt;and can the grandma respect us teachers a little more.&lt;br /&gt;just cause u guys are the one paying the school fees (which in turn pays our wages at every mth end), doesnt mean tt u can forgo the basic respect for a human being.&lt;br /&gt;dont u barge into my class just to peep at ur grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;and then dont u just pull ur grandchild off after tt.&lt;br /&gt;told u to give us a few mins and we will get ur grandchild ready very tough is it?&lt;br /&gt;if tt grandchild of urs is so precious then pls just keep her at home.&lt;br /&gt;it makes both of our lives easy isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;we are here to educate ur child.&lt;br /&gt;but if ur child doesnt wish to learn, it doesnt mean that we are incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;it might just mean tt u spoil ur child too much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry to say this.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously children nowadays are freakingly spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;it aint loving ur child but more of spoiling them.&lt;br /&gt;phew. one rant down one more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello madame once again.&lt;br /&gt;we DID change ur child's diapers.&lt;br /&gt;u think we are very free to go round checking all 23 children's diapers is it?&lt;br /&gt;to see who poo and who did not.&lt;br /&gt;ur child poo after we changed her and if we didnt smell anything,&lt;br /&gt;u think we will check on her?&lt;br /&gt;if u smelt something when i send her off,&lt;br /&gt;u could question and check.&lt;br /&gt;and i wld very automatically get her changed.&lt;br /&gt;but someone was still happily standing at the door chit chatting with me abt ur child.&lt;br /&gt;faints. seriously no comments.&lt;br /&gt;the way ur child drinks her milk and gets it spilt isnt the first time already.&lt;br /&gt;it happened since i got to know her and the first day in sch.&lt;br /&gt;so why the fuck do u have to bring tt up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word stressed seems to be written on me and my colleagues faces.&lt;br /&gt;parents tell us tt.&lt;br /&gt;office ppl tell us tt.&lt;br /&gt;so what if we are stressed and need more help?&lt;br /&gt;the day still pass by the same.&lt;br /&gt;another teacher in the class will definately mean increase in the number of children in my class.&lt;br /&gt;so there a difference like tt?&lt;br /&gt;enough of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;if any parent were to chance upon my blog,&lt;br /&gt;hi there. this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i can rant anything tt i wish to.&lt;br /&gt;just stating some facts in my job field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2542271196792117760?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2542271196792117760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2542271196792117760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2542271196792117760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2542271196792117760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-outlet-to-flare-abt-work.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5626365012181194565</id><published>2008-02-23T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:08:58.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stop having the mind set tt i love being sick.&lt;br /&gt;no i dont at all.&lt;br /&gt;work is fucked up at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;returning home i just wanna rest.&lt;br /&gt;so stop asking me y do i keep feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;if u think it aint obvious then try out a day at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;i think u wld barely be able to take a day at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;so shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;i know what i m doing.&lt;br /&gt;i know how my body is coping with all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;i know when i m abt to fall sick n when i m totally a-ok.&lt;br /&gt;stop telling me tt i dont know how to look after myself.&lt;br /&gt;cause i fucking know how to just whether i wish to a not.&lt;br /&gt;shut the fuck up when u dont know the facts.&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough at work.&lt;br /&gt;i just need some peace and breathing space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5626365012181194565?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5626365012181194565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5626365012181194565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5626365012181194565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5626365012181194565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/stop-having-mind-set-tt-i-love-being.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-9195350545869359688</id><published>2008-02-18T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:58:36.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;shall update due to weiling's request.&lt;br /&gt;it is pure laziness tt cause me to be not updating.&lt;br /&gt;the dong dong dong chiang is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;goodies eaten are uncountable.&lt;br /&gt;but its seriously shiok arh!&lt;br /&gt;this new year have more ang bao to collect.&lt;br /&gt;due to more cousins of mine getting married.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting seeing more babies around this year too.&lt;br /&gt;indeed, the family is growing bigger.&lt;br /&gt;shall let the photos do all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l81yNZssI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vtAGGgerZ8U/s1600-h/P1040836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l81yNZssI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vtAGGgerZ8U/s320/P1040836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168299310837248706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sbiNZs7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/gSFycaGkuY0/s1600-h/P1040836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sbiNZs7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/gSFycaGkuY0/s320/P1040836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110855028257714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;daddy and baby charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l82SNZstI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3EUPJm2fFp4/s1600-h/P1040842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l82SNZstI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3EUPJm2fFp4/s320/P1040842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168299319427183314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_scSNZs8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bNa_zBNCW4c/s1600-h/P1040845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_scSNZs8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/bNa_zBNCW4c/s320/P1040845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110867913159618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;daddy and baby megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l82yNZsuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yXqJHwUdOBA/s1600-h/P1040851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l82yNZsuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/yXqJHwUdOBA/s320/P1040851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168299328017117922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_scyNZs9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/oL6oJY7xGN0/s1600-h/P1040851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_scyNZs9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/oL6oJY7xGN0/s320/P1040851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110876503094226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my family on the 1st day of cny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l83CNZsvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hav8vkb-QOQ/s1600-h/P1040857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l83CNZsvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/hav8vkb-QOQ/s320/P1040857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168299332312085234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sdCNZs-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/jUtr-6ougvg/s1600-h/P1040857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sdCNZs-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/jUtr-6ougvg/s320/P1040857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110880798061538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;category: the singles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l83SNZswI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GVikeVxfdTU/s1600-h/P1040865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l83SNZswI/AAAAAAAAAWw/GVikeVxfdTU/s320/P1040865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168299336607052546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sdyNZs_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/r0hg73elVZI/s1600-h/P1040865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_sdyNZs_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/r0hg73elVZI/s320/P1040865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170110893682963442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;younger bro and me in the car while elder bro head to buy TOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-UyNZsxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/aYc6achV3TQ/s1600-h/P1040879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-UyNZsxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/aYc6achV3TQ/s320/P1040879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168300942924821266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_tyyNZtAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/b-nZ14v9xmg/s1600-h/P1040879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_tyyNZtAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/b-nZ14v9xmg/s320/P1040879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170112353971844098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yi jie and lexus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WCNZsyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3MbNbRrUrrw/s1600-h/P1040891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WCNZsyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3MbNbRrUrrw/s320/P1040891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168300964399657762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_tziNZtBI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7kbIAW8clTY/s1600-h/P1040891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_tziNZtBI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7kbIAW8clTY/s320/P1040891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170112366856746002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;look closely and u will realise he is the one who replied all ur msges on msn on the 2nd day of new year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WiNZszI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1JKTlqPiwJk/s1600-h/P1040896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WiNZszI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1JKTlqPiwJk/s320/P1040896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168300972989592370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0CNZtCI/AAAAAAAAAZo/b7GKRkVvCKM/s1600-h/P1040897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0CNZtCI/AAAAAAAAAZo/b7GKRkVvCKM/s320/P1040897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170112375446680610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yi jie and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WiNZs0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HjtH2uBLItY/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-WiNZs0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HjtH2uBLItY/s320/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168300972989592386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0CNZtDI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9SBLmoyZzb8/s1600-h/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0CNZtDI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9SBLmoyZzb8/s320/DSC00730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170112375446680626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;house visiting to my 2nd home =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-XCNZs1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/a_IuVemmVQg/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l-XCNZs1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/a_IuVemmVQg/s320/DSC00731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168300981579526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0SNZtEI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HzLeEubyNtE/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7_t0SNZtEI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HzLeEubyNtE/s320/DSC00731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170112379741647938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;after so long. a pic of the 3 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_GyNZs2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/nO-4gxG20sU/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_GyNZs2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/nO-4gxG20sU/s320/DSC00732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168301801918280546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;candid shot provided by the ever so bored sw *bleah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_HiNZs3I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZLMAh3FWztA/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_HiNZs3I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZLMAh3FWztA/s320/DSC00733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168301814803182450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my cam whore partner =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_KiNZs4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/LuaCAGKPymI/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_KiNZs4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/LuaCAGKPymI/s320/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168301866342790018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;can see tt she is getting kinda frustrated. but i'm enjoying it *hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_LiNZs5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/uNznmAn5I_U/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l_LiNZs5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/uNznmAn5I_U/s320/DSC00735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168301883522659218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;she is indeed tired of it. while i m happily playing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a super duper brief thing on how i spend cny:&lt;br /&gt;1st day went to visit my relatives as usual.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at 1st aunt's place for dinner before heading home to ko.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day went house visiting too and came back to wait for ppl to come.&lt;br /&gt;plus wait for my mum's side relative to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;makan n playing with the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;3rd day went for hse visitings.&lt;br /&gt;first place was to sw hse.&lt;br /&gt;then to dani's place.&lt;br /&gt;next to fio's place.&lt;br /&gt;lastly was my place.&lt;br /&gt;ppl who came to my place - sw, fio, dani and kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;having dinner together my family plus friends plus kiddo was kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;a kind of feeling tt is hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;but it was great still =)&lt;br /&gt;hang out at parkway after tt to chit chat plus do last minute shopping with fio.&lt;br /&gt;on the 4th day stayed at home but met kiddo at night.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with kiddo's sec sch mate.&lt;br /&gt;next was off to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;has been a long time since i played.&lt;br /&gt;sat there and watched them play in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to work on the 5th day of cny was great.&lt;br /&gt;i missed my children badly.&lt;br /&gt;after not seeing them for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;i must be crazy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;head for a movie with kiddo after work - sweeny todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JIEKAI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7mCRSNZs6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/XiCea-u2-VA/s1600-h/sweeney_todd_movie_poster_onesheet__1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7mCRSNZs6I/AAAAAAAAAYA/XiCea-u2-VA/s320/sweeney_todd_movie_poster_onesheet__1_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168305280841790370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;to me it was a great musical.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt a great movie if u are looking for a great plot.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline seems to be so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;this is a cheaper price to pay if u are a musical go-er.&lt;br /&gt;vdae was just another day.&lt;br /&gt;no point going out cause everything is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;went home after work and i ko-ed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;too drained out by the children tt week.&lt;br /&gt;(thanx kiddo for the advance vdae gift *smiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend was draining.&lt;br /&gt;with all the unexpected stuffs and all the tears.&lt;br /&gt;glad tt everything is more or less settled for now.&lt;br /&gt;what holds in the future will have to wait now.&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna take one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a heavier note: i m gonna start schooling soon.&lt;br /&gt;july pls dont come so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i m nt mentally prepared yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-9195350545869359688?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/9195350545869359688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=9195350545869359688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/9195350545869359688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/9195350545869359688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/02/shall-update-due-to-weilings-request.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/R7l81yNZssI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vtAGGgerZ8U/s72-c/P1040836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-6111521282682540332</id><published>2008-01-30T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:36:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it has been a long long time since i updated i guess.&lt;br /&gt;DONG DONG DONG QIANG is round the corner once more.&lt;br /&gt;this year would be a little different i guess.&lt;br /&gt;lesser yummy food to consume.&lt;br /&gt;dont have mummy's specialty to eat this year. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life has been so-so.&lt;br /&gt;work life is kinda alrite if u close both eyes.&lt;br /&gt;personal life is nt tt bad too ( 'mai hiam bei pai' kinda thing).&lt;br /&gt;starting to love the new children in the playgroup class.&lt;br /&gt;especially MINE!&lt;br /&gt;adorable at times.&lt;br /&gt;cheeky at times.&lt;br /&gt;noisy at times.&lt;br /&gt;monsters at times.&lt;br /&gt;stubborn at times.&lt;br /&gt;demanding at times.&lt;br /&gt;sticky at times.&lt;br /&gt;irritating at times.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i still LOVE them so.&lt;br /&gt;(hopefully some pics of them another day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m a happy kid as of now.&lt;br /&gt;met up with the co peeps nt long ago.&lt;br /&gt;met up with a few of my poly mates a week back.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;more meet ups pls.&lt;br /&gt;esp FIONA TEO HUI MIN.&lt;br /&gt;and tt GOH SI WEI!! (where have u die to?)&lt;br /&gt;MEET UP HOR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6111521282682540332?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6111521282682540332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6111521282682540332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6111521282682540332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6111521282682540332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-has-been-long-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1759610202843238405</id><published>2008-01-10T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:28:48.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;how great can 2008 be?&lt;br /&gt;down with intestine virus (god knows what is it. tt's what the doc says.)&lt;br /&gt;company doctor sucks.&lt;br /&gt;pay so much to see the doc and he didnt give me medication for fever.&lt;br /&gt;fever shot up to 39.3 last nite and forced me to go to another doc.&lt;br /&gt;on top of tt company doc never give me mc for work today.&lt;br /&gt;*points middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god the other doc did.&lt;br /&gt;waste my money and time.&lt;br /&gt;better get well by friday.&lt;br /&gt;i want to attend lynn's wedding on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;been looking forward to it ever since she smsed me to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the discomfort la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1759610202843238405?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1759610202843238405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1759610202843238405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1759610202843238405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1759610202843238405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-wells.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-143300934568303509</id><published>2007-12-31T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:37:06.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;one last entry to mark the end of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting to welcome year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;not really welcoming it with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells, whether i want to welcome 2008 or not, it wld still come.&lt;br /&gt;shall do some recap on what happened for my year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting busy with open house and iep project.&lt;br /&gt;graduated frm ngee ann (finally. after 3 years of study.)&lt;br /&gt;carried out the very first FOC camp for sch of HMS.&lt;br /&gt;stepped into the working world and travel everyday frm eunos to bukit gombak.&lt;br /&gt;my very first job as a childcare teacher at little footprints school house.&lt;br /&gt;4 mths later changed my job.&lt;br /&gt;brighton wld be a place whereby i will stay for at least a year n 3 mths before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;(cause i m under contract.)&lt;br /&gt;my first concert with the children @ NTUC auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;more screwed up days at workplace (no need to elaborate).&lt;br /&gt;mum entering the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;godpa passing away.&lt;br /&gt;all the happenings kind of mark an end to 2007.&lt;br /&gt;may 2008 be a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCfL6kWmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JlHMU-Zj-NI/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCfL6kWmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JlHMU-Zj-NI/s320/DSC02035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149939277439982178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the craze of doing iep at ser's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCfb6kWnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9xTBvAfA9D4/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCfb6kWnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9xTBvAfA9D4/s320/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149939281734949490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we went for our NAPFA =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCf76kWoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/kfJ2BsX4icw/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCf76kWoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/kfJ2BsX4icw/s320/DSC00430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149939290324884098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the game we played as we head to old fort factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCg76kWqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/g2cB2qtXUw0/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCg76kWqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/g2cB2qtXUw0/s320/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149939307504753314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it aint break. there is tutorial going on yet see the amt of ppl going for 'toilet break'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCgL6kWpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/edJ9BqQQyRY/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCgL6kWpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/edJ9BqQQyRY/s320/DSC00558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149939294619851410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;enst3 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEgr6kWrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-Fh9Iy6gllk/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEgr6kWrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-Fh9Iy6gllk/s320/DSC00371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941502233041586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;we are the loyal 'customers' of HMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEg76kWsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vVV77bevSug/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEg76kWsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vVV77bevSug/s320/DSC00394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941506528008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;things to do in tutorial when u are bored - sudoku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEhb6kWtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/utFgjUmhOYo/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEhb6kWtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/utFgjUmhOYo/s320/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941515117943506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;gossiping session when the lecturer is conducting lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEhr6kWuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dzQ1i7qwXFg/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hEhr6kWuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/dzQ1i7qwXFg/s320/DSC00402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149941519412910818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;frm a small group to a big group. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGlb6kWvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/up5Lc4xJexU/s1600-h/S6302484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGlb6kWvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/up5Lc4xJexU/s320/S6302484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149943782860675826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;our trip to seletar camp =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGlr6kWwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zaie7oJg2NA/s1600-h/big+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGlr6kWwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zaie7oJg2NA/s320/big+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149943787155643138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the big HMS family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGl76kWxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/B1sIjhSLjG0/s1600-h/angie+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGl76kWxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/B1sIjhSLjG0/s320/angie+n+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149943791450610450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the lovely one who helped me out a great deal for the camp *hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGmL6kWyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/o3PuRTGIBeI/s1600-h/mx+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGmL6kWyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/o3PuRTGIBeI/s320/mx+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149943795745577762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mx and me while ms chong is giving the speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGmL6kWzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/hDpgYAG1ddk/s1600-h/dears+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hGmL6kWzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/hDpgYAG1ddk/s320/dears+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149943795745577778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my little fat fat - sherman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;more pictures to be uploaded another day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-143300934568303509?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/143300934568303509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=143300934568303509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/143300934568303509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/143300934568303509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-last-entry-to-mark-end-of-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/R3hCfL6kWmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JlHMU-Zj-NI/s72-c/DSC02035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-578928128043694703</id><published>2007-12-27T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:05:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;his last journey, my last goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;the tears tt i expect to flow did nt appear.&lt;br /&gt;they were just so obedient and controlled.&lt;br /&gt;'he will never come back anymore'&lt;br /&gt;the only phrase that godma keep saying to herself.&lt;br /&gt;which caused her to break into a heartbreaking cry.&lt;br /&gt;the last glimpse of him was so vague.&lt;br /&gt;i rather remember how he looked like when he was alive,&lt;br /&gt;than to remember how he looked like when he lie there with no expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart cant feel a thing now.&lt;br /&gt;numbed by all the happenings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;can there be a fullstop to it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-578928128043694703?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/578928128043694703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=578928128043694703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/578928128043694703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/578928128043694703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/his-last-journey-my-last-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7064384441253260310</id><published>2007-12-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T19:35:07.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm not in the mood for x'mas.&lt;br /&gt;such joyous season yet i cant feel it at all.&lt;br /&gt;falling sick is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;loosing someone so close is another.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting regretting in having one late night out.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are non-stop flowing into my pea brain.&lt;br /&gt;can things stop for a moment and let me breathe.&lt;br /&gt;much more affected with the second one.&lt;br /&gt;i saw how brave my godma is.&lt;br /&gt;but i know soon i will see those tears tt she tries so hard to control.&lt;br /&gt;i dread the days passing by me.&lt;br /&gt;i dread thursday frm coming.&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant face the fact.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt look like the person i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;the person lying there isnt him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this x'mas isnt a bit merry at all.&lt;br /&gt;y does it seem tt i m loosing something each passing day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7064384441253260310?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7064384441253260310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7064384441253260310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7064384441253260310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7064384441253260310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-not-in-mood-for-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7721491706585552664</id><published>2007-12-23T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:38:20.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the rain is pouring hard on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;while on the inside, it is raining hard too.&lt;br /&gt;right now, i cant feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've yet to accept reality.&lt;br /&gt;till i see with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;so many things are taking place within the past few mths.&lt;br /&gt;are there more to come or m i nearing the end?&lt;br /&gt;live is so short.&lt;br /&gt;just so short tt it is hard to predict when is the end.&lt;br /&gt;when i walked to the end of my life,&lt;br /&gt;where will i be lead to?&lt;br /&gt;someone who loves me left me.&lt;br /&gt;someone who saw me grow up left me.&lt;br /&gt;i love u godpa.&lt;br /&gt;and i will continue to love u so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this time round i stopped in my tracks.&lt;br /&gt;wondering whether the dead will know what is happening to those tt are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7721491706585552664?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7721491706585552664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7721491706585552664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7721491706585552664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7721491706585552664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain-is-pouring-hard-on-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6288816589200435743</id><published>2007-12-01T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:05:00.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read some friends blog and saw a big hoo haa on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;frm besties to enemies.&lt;br /&gt;must tt really take place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to tell all of my friends out there:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ALL OF U AND I LOVE U GUYS TO BITS!!&lt;br /&gt;for being understanding tt i m going a very rough time now.&lt;br /&gt;for being concern abt me and asking me how i m now n then.&lt;br /&gt;for asking me out to chill so tt i need nt be hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;for letting me know tt i m only 8 digits away frm u guys.&lt;br /&gt;thanx so much my dear friends =)&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate each and everyone of u *muacks.&lt;br /&gt;dont forget abt janice thou i might be mia-ing now due to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6288816589200435743?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6288816589200435743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6288816589200435743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6288816589200435743'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4319293604341779312?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4319293604341779312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4319293604341779312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4319293604341779312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4319293604341779312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-staying-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6606402042852141107</id><published>2007-11-24T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:04:19.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it has been a long time since i stepped into orchard area.&lt;br /&gt;a sense of unfamiliarity ran over me as i stepped into orchard after so long.&lt;br /&gt;xmas is round the corner and all the decorations are up.&lt;br /&gt;somehow or another i cant really feel the excitement of xmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;so much things has happened.&lt;br /&gt;so much things are still happening.&lt;br /&gt;heard this song while getting stuffs for my mum in town today:&lt;br /&gt;'all i want for Christmas is my two front teeth ...'&lt;br /&gt;yet all i want for this xmas is for everything to be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;thou i myself know best tt it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;but i m still hoping.&lt;br /&gt;still holding onto tt little hope.&lt;br /&gt;hoping tt mum will recover quickly.&lt;br /&gt;hoping tt dad will recover quickly.&lt;br /&gt;hoping tt life will be the way is was in the past quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;younger bro was like asking me:&lt;br /&gt;so sis, u going to continue studying right?&lt;br /&gt;all i can answer him was:&lt;br /&gt;yes. i m suppose to continue my studies next year.&lt;br /&gt;but m i able to do so when everything at home is like tt?&lt;br /&gt;how will i be able to cope?&lt;br /&gt;maybe nt how will i cope but how with this home become of.&lt;br /&gt;i know tt i aint so strong to handle to much things at a go.&lt;br /&gt;who the fuck do i discuss this with?&lt;br /&gt;my mum? my dad?&lt;br /&gt;they wld be the one paying for my education.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i feel bad getting them to fork out tt amt for me to study when i myself know my mum's medical bills is rocket high.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is still too early to decide whether to study.&lt;br /&gt;when the application date draws nearer then i shall think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;no use getting myself so stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is nt totally happy n stress free.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems to be a place whereby i m more willing to go to now.&lt;br /&gt;nt tt i m totally in love with brighton.&lt;br /&gt;its just tt work is the place whereby i run away frm problems at home.&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder how my younger bro did tt.&lt;br /&gt;staying at home 24/7 and taking in all the shit.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is telling me to take a break frm all these once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;allow myself to go out n relax.&lt;br /&gt;but how to?&lt;br /&gt;the guilt is so hard to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;the guilt of heading out to breathe a little more normally n enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;impossible to get the mind to stop thinking frm things at home.&lt;br /&gt;it wld just drift back home n wonder whether everything is fine at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more indulging in self pity.&lt;br /&gt;time to face reality n add a little smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;be it fake or real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6606402042852141107?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6606402042852141107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6606402042852141107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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different.&lt;br /&gt;heading to work everyday early in the morning is just like a battle.&lt;br /&gt;upon returning home, it is another long battle to fight.&lt;br /&gt;as the days past, the battle gets more intensified.&lt;br /&gt;to my friends out there, thanx for ur concern.&lt;br /&gt;i m doing much better as compared to the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little message to all my friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co peeps: girls, i will try my best to appear during the xmas gathering. thou i might have told via tt i m going but if suddenly something happens at home, i hope u guys can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enst3: it has been some time since we met. i hope u guys are doing fine. much misses. do take lots of care yar. hopefully we are able to meet up some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fu nai: girl thanx a lot for the calls u made late at night. those little chats, those words of encouragement. 50 cent per hour how abt tt? hehe. i miss u loads. do take care n save up for boston trip to buy me something back yar (jking). meet up sometime k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dy, liza, deb: dont think u guys will be able to read it. i miss u peeps loads. it has been a long time. i want kopi sessions at coffee bean or starbucks again. do take lots of care too yar. misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fio: thanx for every small little thing tt u have done ever since my mum's incident. know tt u are now busy with exams n stuffs. pls do take lots of care during this period. know u keep falling sick so u better rest well n drink more water k. dont make me worry yar. we indeed have to chill after ur exams. (ps: i love the roses =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sw: where have u been!! thanx for being there thou in the end u did nt accompany me for dinner the other time. nt sure how's things been for u but work hard at work n do take lots of care yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silly one: thanx for being so understanding during this period of time. for tolerating all my mood swings, my nonsense, my unreasonable times and my inability to think in ur position. i know it hasnt been easy for u too. all the shit at work plus all the shit frm me. thanx for still standing by me all these while. *loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a long battle it will be.&lt;br /&gt;it has just started.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it will end in 6 mths time.&lt;br /&gt;crossing fingers and praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-370872242686176333?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/370872242686176333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=370872242686176333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/370872242686176333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/370872242686176333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/there-is-chinese-saying-tt-says-but-to.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1806929139346889981</id><published>2007-11-19T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:56:51.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;its been a while since i post a decent post.&lt;br /&gt;year end concert for the kiddos at brighton is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;one event down and no more dancing for the children.&lt;br /&gt;it is like a torture to them too.&lt;br /&gt;poor little ones.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i got my DRIVING LICENSE ALREADY!!   &lt;br /&gt;*YEAH! tt means vroom vroom ... off i go in the car.&lt;br /&gt;coming to terms to the reality of life.&lt;br /&gt;in hope tt this way round i myself will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1806929139346889981?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1806929139346889981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1806929139346889981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1806929139346889981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1806929139346889981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-while-since-i-post-decent-post.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6393540170557379603</id><published>2007-11-15T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:19:08.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;我讨厌现在的生活。&lt;br /&gt;讨厌现在的一切。&lt;br /&gt;说再多也没用。&lt;br /&gt;说再多也改变不了事实。&lt;br /&gt;只能接受。&lt;br /&gt;最讨厌和认识的人碰面。&lt;br /&gt;最讨厌自己的笑脸。&lt;br /&gt;最讨厌强迫自己把事实撇开，假装没事发生。&lt;br /&gt;这样的生活好痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;这一切不会那么快结束。&lt;br /&gt;内心的挣扎好多好多。&lt;br /&gt;目前好想快点拿到执照。&lt;br /&gt;这样一来，我就有一个减压的方法。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6393540170557379603?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6393540170557379603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6393540170557379603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6393540170557379603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6393540170557379603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6513005907201684716</id><published>2007-11-13T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:19:27.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the battle is gonna be long.&lt;br /&gt;i thought tt it would end in a few mths time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just 3 more mths.&lt;br /&gt;but nope.&lt;br /&gt;it wld be at least half a year more.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully by then everything will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;it is just the 3rd week and i m hoping badly tt time pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;thinking tt after the op at least she wld be better.&lt;br /&gt;in a sense tt she wld be free frm cancerous cells.&lt;br /&gt;yet after the check up, she needs to go for chemo.&lt;br /&gt;chemo will last for 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;the moment the treatment starts more stuffs will start happening.&lt;br /&gt;the thought of it just drives me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;not knowing y but i just so hope tt this falls on me instead.&lt;br /&gt;cause it is just getting so so fucking tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and i m getting more n more irritated easily.&lt;br /&gt;work on one hand is shit.&lt;br /&gt;but i love going to work.&lt;br /&gt;it is like an escaping route.&lt;br /&gt;i need not be home the whole day and facing the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stand such stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears just appear due to the tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;tears appear due to the additional stress tt is taking place at home.&lt;br /&gt;so lost, so tired, so many things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;and all she could tell me is tt no one in the family is allowed to fall sick the next 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;the next 6 mths during her chemo treatment, she have to be in tip top condition.&lt;br /&gt;and all of us are expected to be totally healthy too.&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck mi suppose to not fall sick the next 6 mths?&lt;br /&gt;it aint a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;it is half a year.&lt;br /&gt;it is fucking tough for me nt to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;working in childcare environment, germs pass very quickly when one child falls sick.&lt;br /&gt;plus needing to cope with work n things at home, its impossible for me nt to fall sick the next 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;now, u are the queen n all of us have to listen to u.&lt;br /&gt;have u ever thought of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;have u ever wonder tt i could feel tired at times too?&lt;br /&gt;have u ever wonder how much i feel like crying yet i cant?&lt;br /&gt;this whole thing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is heredity, i aint gonna do health check at all.&lt;br /&gt;i rather not know and enjoy life than to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;can i still further my studies next year?&lt;br /&gt;cause i know the medical expenses cost a bomb for her 6 mths chemo.&lt;br /&gt;one day when i m unable to control my feelings and emotions, i wonder what i wld do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6513005907201684716?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6513005907201684716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6513005907201684716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6513005907201684716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6513005907201684716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/battle-is-gonna-be-long.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-210002153086798917</id><published>2007-11-05T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:12:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate work.&lt;br /&gt;i hate home.&lt;br /&gt;i hate life.&lt;br /&gt;i hate everything tt is taking place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-210002153086798917?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/210002153086798917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=210002153086798917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/210002153086798917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/210002153086798917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-work.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2939468050396083194</id><published>2007-11-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:24:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i m tired!&lt;br /&gt;i need a chill badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2939468050396083194?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2939468050396083194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2939468050396083194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2939468050396083194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2939468050396083194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-m-tired-i-need-chill-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7081518513153213613</id><published>2007-11-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:11:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;drained out totally.&lt;br /&gt;the days are passing by.&lt;br /&gt;everyday after work, the place i go wld be the hosp.&lt;br /&gt;so much things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;so much things to be done.&lt;br /&gt;just hoping tt such days can be over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty impossible.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i still got to hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7081518513153213613?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7081518513153213613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7081518513153213613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7081518513153213613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7081518513153213613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/11/drained-out-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4240854699417266046</id><published>2007-10-28T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:40:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my life revolve around the hospital right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4240854699417266046?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4240854699417266046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4240854699417266046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4240854699417266046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4240854699417266046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-revolve-around-hospital-right.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-463903687790181370</id><published>2007-10-26T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:30:19.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gonna mia real soon.&lt;br /&gt;just one more day for me to be still online blogging.&lt;br /&gt;wonder when will everything be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;life and weekends will be more running back n forth hospital.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;jia you ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-463903687790181370?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/463903687790181370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=463903687790181370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/463903687790181370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/463903687790181370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/gonna-mia-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1929898416395532012</id><published>2007-10-22T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T19:15:26.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;time for me to open up my eyes while on the road.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting to keep my mind off all stuffs too while i'm on the road.&lt;br /&gt;no more thinking and staring into space if i want to continue breathing.&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm just pure lucky to be here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;what might happen the next second god knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1929898416395532012?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1929898416395532012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1929898416395532012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1929898416395532012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1929898416395532012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-for-me-to-open-up-my-eyes-while-on.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-959258053073573900</id><published>2007-10-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:14:41.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i realise something.&lt;br /&gt;i fell sick since bestie's bdae.&lt;br /&gt;till now i haven recover.&lt;br /&gt;how irritating.&lt;br /&gt;cough mixtures, flu mixtures, on n off fever.&lt;br /&gt;it just pisses me off to the max at times.&lt;br /&gt;sick yet have to pull myself to work.&lt;br /&gt;work has been alright.&lt;br /&gt;as long as both eyes are closed, work is fine.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i do my job and dont talk so much, everything is still ok.&lt;br /&gt;one of the chinese teacher said this to me a few days ago:&lt;br /&gt;你看起来还做得满开心的吗。&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was to smile at her and act blur.&lt;br /&gt;it made me wonder, m i happy working at brighton.&lt;br /&gt;and my answer is nope.&lt;br /&gt;i aint happy working at brighton.&lt;br /&gt;brighton is a place whereby i realise my professionalism level is pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i stepped into brigton i m just another person.&lt;br /&gt;someone who doesnt talk a lot with my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i talk a little more to some of them only).&lt;br /&gt;someone whom just does what she is suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;someone whom spend a lot of time with the children instead.&lt;br /&gt;nt totally happy but just accepting reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;with work, with trainings and my usual driving.&lt;br /&gt;driving test is nearing the corner.&lt;br /&gt;crossing my fingers hard tt i will pass on the first time.&lt;br /&gt;so tt i need not spend another sum of my money.&lt;br /&gt;montessori tests are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;time for me to study in the midst of my very very tight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;time to hit the library for a quiet corner during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;trying not to count the days if not time will be damn hard to pass.&lt;br /&gt;body is draining out a little when this week is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;mon, tues and thurs returning home late is a little torturous.&lt;br /&gt;may december come quickly whereby my training will end.&lt;br /&gt;but tt will mark my abt to start degree course.&lt;br /&gt;by then i hope i wont sink.&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-959258053073573900?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/959258053073573900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=959258053073573900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/959258053073573900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/959258053073573900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-realise-something.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-79821298768573359</id><published>2007-10-13T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T03:26:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i think wherever i go, i will just fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;first i was down with cough like nearing for 3 weeks le.&lt;br /&gt;the came the flu the start of this week.&lt;br /&gt;so now when the weekends come, i m stuck with flu, cough and fever!&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;gotta spend my weekends at home.&lt;br /&gt;total boredom.&lt;br /&gt;but i think it is a good chance for me to catch up on my slp n fasterly recover.&lt;br /&gt;this time round it is just taking so long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;total sianess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got fucked upside down by boss and friday.&lt;br /&gt;totally sian to get fucked tt way on a friday.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could say:&lt;br /&gt;just because u are in a snappy mood, u cant treat the teacher and children tt way.&lt;br /&gt;which principal of any centres actually reprimand the teachers in front of the children.&lt;br /&gt;which principal raise her voice so loudly at the children when they cant meet ur expectations.&lt;br /&gt;montessori teaching isnt it all abt working at the child's pace?&lt;br /&gt;these children are just 4 years old only.&lt;br /&gt;wanting them to remember the dance step isnt easy.&lt;br /&gt;nt tt it isnt easy.&lt;br /&gt;it is just tt u come to the school on a tuesday to change the steps.&lt;br /&gt;then come again on friday to see them perform n change the steps again.&lt;br /&gt;within 2 days the children manage to master the steps u wanna change at first.&lt;br /&gt;then on friday when u change the steps, u wanna see the child dance immediately.&lt;br /&gt;wtf is tt?&lt;br /&gt;stop treating the teachers and the children as ur puppets.&lt;br /&gt;they aint ur fucking puppets at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont see y in the world do u have to come shooting at me on friday only.&lt;br /&gt;dell was in the room too and aint she and i doing the same thing u wanted?&lt;br /&gt;when the child doesnt want to move n i on my part trying to drag them frm a place to another, u call me man handling them.&lt;br /&gt;when i dont drag them, u say tt i m nt listening to ur instructions.&lt;br /&gt;hello. i m listening but at the end of the day, do u think the children know what they are suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is tt u are fucking cruel.&lt;br /&gt;make the child practice for nearing 2 hours and only giving them a short break in between.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand ur working attitude.&lt;br /&gt;thou ur motto to teachers is: just fucking do it.&lt;br /&gt;but is tt the way ur treat the children too?&lt;br /&gt;u lost my respect for u totally.&lt;br /&gt;be open to the centre and take in the positive things.&lt;br /&gt;tt what you told me.&lt;br /&gt;u wait yar.&lt;br /&gt;nothing in the centre is positive.&lt;br /&gt;the backstabbings, the hypocritical colleagues, the politics.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder those teachers who left the centre are so eager to leave.&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-79821298768573359?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/79821298768573359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=79821298768573359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/79821298768573359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/79821298768573359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-wherever-i-go-i-will-just-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7487025500850605791</id><published>2007-10-06T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T12:18:19.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i realise a trend.&lt;br /&gt;ppl closest to my heart love to leave me silently, quietly, without any reasons given.&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice will be going on a hiatus frm now till god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7487025500850605791?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-6112268139553833284</id><published>2007-10-05T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:35:12.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on the surface: everything seems fine.&lt;br /&gt;deep down within: i wish to know how i m feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile.smile.smile.&lt;br /&gt;brainwashing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-6112268139553833284?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6112268139553833284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;working life has been alrite i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow or another i seem to be stressing myself out a little unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i worry tt i might do the things incorrectly.&lt;br /&gt;then best part is no one seems to be there to correct me if i m wrong.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;plus all the other teachers are busy.&lt;br /&gt;this one taking leave tt one taking leave.&lt;br /&gt;this one on mc that one on mc.&lt;br /&gt;due to hari raya near the corner, the leave taking is like more frequent.&lt;br /&gt;endure endure endure!!!&lt;br /&gt;the past two days have just been tiring for me.&lt;br /&gt;i hit the bed so freaking early at around 8 plus or 9?&lt;br /&gt;not too sure whether the body can take it a not.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is gotta hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;at least a year more to go.&lt;br /&gt;but i do enjoy teaching my this bunch of students.&lt;br /&gt;it gives me a kind of satisfaction to see them learn.&lt;br /&gt;to see them progressing frm one level to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml will be one long day.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what time i wld reach home after training.&lt;br /&gt;the coming week will be tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;with training on monday, tuesday and thursday.&lt;br /&gt;all this shit will end one day.&lt;br /&gt;just endure a little more yar.&lt;br /&gt;be a little stronger that's what u need to do.&lt;br /&gt;smile a little more (hopefully i m able to).&lt;br /&gt;guess when its time to make my new year resolution next year,&lt;br /&gt;it wld just be so different frm how it have always been for the past years.&lt;br /&gt;i must enjoy each second i have with the children.&lt;br /&gt;no more regrets like the past.&lt;br /&gt;once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the happier side, i went back to visit the kids at footprints on 1st october.&lt;br /&gt;their screams of 'teacher janice' fills the air.&lt;br /&gt;it felt so good to see them and to hear them call me.&lt;br /&gt;what saddens me is that there were a lot of children who were absent.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i got to see baby xavier and yi yun.&lt;br /&gt;hear frm them that after i left, no one got baby xavier to say 'i love you' with actions.&lt;br /&gt;but i was glad tt little fella manage to remember when i made him say it to me.&lt;br /&gt;yi yun is still calling me 'lao shi' the way he always does.&lt;br /&gt;colleagues were still as nice.&lt;br /&gt;i still owe xiao wang a date to town.&lt;br /&gt;hearts them all.&lt;br /&gt;time there with colleagues and children were just so short.&lt;br /&gt;it felt great to hear from parents that they miss my presence there.&lt;br /&gt;i still manage to get a teacher's day present on 1st october.&lt;br /&gt;charmaine's grandma saw me when she pick charmaine up.&lt;br /&gt;she rushed back home to get the present tt was meant for me and came back to school.&lt;br /&gt;such sweet parents and grandparents &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;wait for me children.&lt;br /&gt;i will visit u guys again on the 19th nov.&lt;br /&gt;i miss u all so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-8857081569678134129?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/8857081569678134129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=8857081569678134129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8857081569678134129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/8857081569678134129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/10/working-life-has-been-alrite-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-5274099054932634015</id><published>2007-09-29T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:23:34.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally i m back on land after the teacher's retreat onboard star cruise virgo.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is tt i m still feeling a little dizzy standing on normal land.&lt;br /&gt;cause when i was onboard, the boat was a little shaky.&lt;br /&gt;when u are slping, ur bed is also shaking due to the boat moving.&lt;br /&gt;having meals with everything shaking slightly isnt what i wish for.&lt;br /&gt;now tt i m back on normal grounds, the floor still seems a little shaky to me.&lt;br /&gt;sians. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;the trip is alrite.&lt;br /&gt;got to know my colleagues better.&lt;br /&gt;touched on topics tt we will never touch on if we were working.&lt;br /&gt;but still within me, i felt the distance between me n my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;brighton just seems to be a very complicated place with a lot of complicated ppl.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how simple they may look outside,&lt;br /&gt;there are just too much things going thru their minds.&lt;br /&gt;ppl whom i must keep a distance with.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand what it means tt u cant have true friends in ur workplace.&lt;br /&gt;this shall be how it will be thru my work days in brighton.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try my best to be who i m.&lt;br /&gt;but it is tough cause in brighton i seem to talk much lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss working at footprints.&lt;br /&gt;miss the friendship and the bond between all teachers.&lt;br /&gt;it was just so comfortable over there.&lt;br /&gt;a place whereby i know no matter how many centres i were to go,&lt;br /&gt;i wld still go back to footprints to visit the teachers and my children.&lt;br /&gt;memories of working at footprints are just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;while in brighton it seems to be a place whereby i just fucking get what i need to do done and head home for a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;aint tt i dislike the place.&lt;br /&gt;but its a place whereby i go to work just to get what needs to be done finished up.&lt;br /&gt;the only loves i have over there are the children.&lt;br /&gt;love for the children will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;a little worried with tuesday approaching.&lt;br /&gt;bring it on ba.&lt;br /&gt;as time pass i will get used to the materials.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna provide those children the best.&lt;br /&gt;jia you ba!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i m sick the moment i m back in sg.&lt;br /&gt;down with damn bad cough.&lt;br /&gt;at first it was slight cough.&lt;br /&gt;went on cruise n it worsen.&lt;br /&gt;on top of tt had a bad rash last nite.&lt;br /&gt;guess it is either due to the mattress onboard the cruise.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;it spread thru out my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;how it will go off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5274099054932634015?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5274099054932634015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5274099054932634015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5274099054932634015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5274099054932634015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-i-m-back-on-land-after-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7765217391083690631</id><published>2007-09-22T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T18:00:45.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;finally a week has past.&lt;br /&gt;this week was freaking busy for me.&lt;br /&gt;tires me a hell lot tt my body is screaming for me to take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;monday was a usual head to work n home day.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday after work had training till around 8 plus.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reach home it was already 8.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was a hectic yet enjoyable day.&lt;br /&gt;it was kiddo's 21st.&lt;br /&gt;rush to bugis to help edmund to do some last min shopping.&lt;br /&gt;then met him at bugis before rushing to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;before we were to meet kiddo, the 2 of us were like in a mad rush to finish doing up an album for kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;in the end manage to meet kiddo only at 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;our surprise for kiddo went down the drain a little.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner together and off we went home.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;thursday had training after work.&lt;br /&gt;training dragged all the way till 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reach home it was nearing 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;got real high during training due to high sugar level and being freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;friday head home straight after work before we left hse for lyna's jie baby's 1st mth celebration.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 10 plus again.&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at the usual time and head to work.&lt;br /&gt;didnt had a good nite slp.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 3am n couldnt get back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;went to work for parents' teacher meeting.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i need not speak to the parents.&lt;br /&gt;teacher carol did all those since she is still in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;was damn tired after tt.&lt;br /&gt;and later i still need to head to cousin's place to celebrate latern festival.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i played with baby megan last nite, i was just so happy.&lt;br /&gt;her innocence.&lt;br /&gt;her smile.&lt;br /&gt;her giggles.&lt;br /&gt;her frowns.&lt;br /&gt;everything abt her, i loved it so much.&lt;br /&gt;while today, i saw the worries some parents have over a change in teacher.&lt;br /&gt;teacher carol has been in brighton for the past 2 years plus.&lt;br /&gt;their child has followed her for the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;i know how attached they are to her.&lt;br /&gt;and i know how new i m to the centre and to the field.&lt;br /&gt;but pls dont doubt my passion over teaching ur child.&lt;br /&gt;dont doubt my capability in this field.&lt;br /&gt;i might be new.&lt;br /&gt;i might be unfamiliar with the materials present in brighton.&lt;br /&gt;but i m trying my best to learn and to get closer to ur children.&lt;br /&gt;ur children will be in good hands.&lt;br /&gt;cause no matter how much i dont like the politics going on in the centre,&lt;br /&gt;i still love each and every child and my passion for this field is still burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly i wish for a baby of my own&lt;br /&gt;want to educate my own child&lt;br /&gt;want to know how my own child might look like&lt;br /&gt;oh wells&lt;br /&gt;these are just my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7765217391083690631?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7765217391083690631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7765217391083690631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7765217391083690631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7765217391083690631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-week-has-past.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-3703552828930344345</id><published>2007-09-14T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:07:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;work is totally shitty today.&lt;br /&gt;i just dunno what to say abt it.&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea what to say abt this current centre.&lt;br /&gt;it is a love hate r/ship.&lt;br /&gt;i still love teaching.&lt;br /&gt;love teaching the children&lt;br /&gt;but i hate all the politics.&lt;br /&gt;i hate all the fakeness presence in each and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i hate having the need to look out for certain ppl.&lt;br /&gt;y cant life just be simple.&lt;br /&gt;y cant work be more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;must it really be the case of entering workplace as a total different person?&lt;br /&gt;must it be like tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is indeed tough to hold on to one's passion.&lt;br /&gt;the things u face in workplace.&lt;br /&gt;the pressure u face at home.&lt;br /&gt;driving me nuts a little.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is good to just shut up all the way.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i m tired.&lt;br /&gt;i m pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3703552828930344345?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3703552828930344345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=3703552828930344345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3703552828930344345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/3703552828930344345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/work-is-totally-shitty-today.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2727398806798834888</id><published>2007-09-09T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T02:04:36.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;saw a scene tt made me smiled while travelling on the train.&lt;br /&gt;this family of 5 boarded the train.&lt;br /&gt;the family includes the dad, mum, older bro (around P5 or 6) and two younger bro around the age of 3 or 4.&lt;br /&gt;older bro n one of the younger ones found a seat to sit (directly in front of me).&lt;br /&gt;their parents and the other younger bro sat in another section of the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;during the trains journey, the elder bro held out a rubber band trying to teach his younger bro.&lt;br /&gt;using the rubber bands, he tried to teach his bro how to transform it into a star shape.&lt;br /&gt;basically, it was just too tough for the small little fella to learn.&lt;br /&gt;but the elder bro was just so patient in teaching him.&lt;br /&gt;then came this uncle who sat beside them.&lt;br /&gt;he saw tt the 2 children were playing n decided to show them some tricks.&lt;br /&gt;the younger one finds it fascinating while the older one wanted to learn the tricks.&lt;br /&gt;the next thing tt happened was seeing the younger one passing the uncle the rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;think he told the uncle: now its my turn to teach you.&lt;br /&gt;then he starts to show the uncle what he could do.&lt;br /&gt;whatever the young one did wasnt a trick at all.&lt;br /&gt;just some little acts of playing with a rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;yet, he tried so hard to show it to the uncle.&lt;br /&gt;tt's what made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while looking at the child, i began thinking of my children at footprints.&lt;br /&gt;their rants which always makes me annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;their innocence which makes me laugh or smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;their difficulty to convey their message makes me fit the right words for them.&lt;br /&gt;thou i'm still working with children now, the feeling is just different.&lt;br /&gt;my misses for those children at footprints are still so great.&lt;br /&gt;all these takes time.&lt;br /&gt;but when will the day come whereby i change my hp display pic of yi yun to another child at brighton?&lt;br /&gt;when will the day come when i start taking pictures of the children at brighton.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i cant be unfair to these children tt will be under me.&lt;br /&gt;missing my past children doesnt mean i can provide lesser love to the current ones.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m pushing myself too hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m pushing myself too much to blend in.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m pushing myself too much to love the current children.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m too unwilling to let the past 4 mths fade off.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i m setting too high an expectation that things in the current centre will just be like the past one.&lt;br /&gt;unwilling to let the memories fade off for fear i forgot the children's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just hope one day i will start loving to head to work.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that one day i will fall for everything at brighton.&lt;br /&gt;cause all the misses and expectations i have is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;making my heart ache a little the moment i sees children.&lt;br /&gt;let this be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2727398806798834888?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2727398806798834888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2727398806798834888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2727398806798834888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2727398806798834888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/09/saw-scene-tt-made-me-smiled-while.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2310947851400043027</id><published>2007-09-07T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:25:46.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i realise it is tough to let go of the things tt appeared in ur life for 4 mths.&lt;br /&gt;or shld i put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;something i cherished so much for 4 mths shld be let go soon.&lt;br /&gt;somehow or another, i miss the times i had.&lt;br /&gt;thou it was tiring in one way or another, at least i was a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;maybe all i needed was to get used to the current centre.&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to get use to everyone n the children.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i cant feel the warmth i had previously.&lt;br /&gt;i shldnt compare.&lt;br /&gt;neither shld i rant over here.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously miss my children so much.&lt;br /&gt;the misses never did decrease.&lt;br /&gt;it increases everyday.&lt;br /&gt;as each day past, how i hope the children gave me a rang.&lt;br /&gt;calling me up n telling me tt they missed me.&lt;br /&gt;but the call never did come at all.&lt;br /&gt;the past week seemed like a year to me.&lt;br /&gt;passing so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;one part of me tt never did change at all.&lt;br /&gt;still disliking changes.&lt;br /&gt;and hating it to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another problem arise.&lt;br /&gt;stucked in between with no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;hoping for the best yet knowing what the result might be like.&lt;br /&gt;the need to waste a few hundred bucks makes me feel totally sianed.&lt;br /&gt;not a few dollars but a few hundred bucks.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but to keep thinking in my own shoes only.&lt;br /&gt;call me egocentric. i aint gonna care.&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant seem to understand y it isnt approved.&lt;br /&gt;does a few hours off frm work matter so much?&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna get it over n done with n stop spending so much money on something i didnt want to start learning at all.&lt;br /&gt;it is indeed bothering me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i dont wish to think abt it, it just appears.&lt;br /&gt;and when it appears, i just wanna solve it asap.&lt;br /&gt;but it seemed tt it cant be possibly solved.&lt;br /&gt;crossing my fingers tt i can do something abt it tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now life is totally yucky.&lt;br /&gt;just hoping tt when next week comes i will be busy with all the training plus driving lessons.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will busy to the extend tt i can stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;to stop feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;to stop feeling redundant.&lt;br /&gt;to stop feeling bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whenever i think of my children.&lt;br /&gt;i kept feeling that in their little minds, they feel that  teacher janice abandoned them.&lt;br /&gt;never let them know before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;how much i dote them,&lt;br /&gt;how much i love them,&lt;br /&gt;they shld know the best.&lt;br /&gt;but how long will they remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2310947851400043027?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-3104670512128810081</id><published>2007-09-03T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:58:40.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;first day at brighton montessori.&lt;br /&gt;no more long mrt journey to bukit gombak frm today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;no more walking pass the wet market the moment i reach bukit gombak.&lt;br /&gt;no more climbing up 3 flights of steps.&lt;br /&gt;no more hearing of : "TEACHER JANICE blah blah blah" when i enter the centre.&lt;br /&gt;no more arranging the tables over again every morning.&lt;br /&gt;no more observing the cheeky acts of my children.&lt;br /&gt;no more hearing my children's complain every morning.&lt;br /&gt;no more slamming of the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;no more switching off the lights to get the attention of the children.&lt;br /&gt;no more shouting on top of my voice to scold the children.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i m missing my children so badly.&lt;br /&gt;i m missing those loves of mine in little footprints.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hearing baby xavier calling me mummy and saying i love to me.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hearing baby yi yun calling me lao shi and running towards me to let me carry him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss asking my children to line up in a straight line for me to kiss and hug them and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;when will i see them again?&lt;br /&gt;how can i convey my misses?&lt;br /&gt;thru tears again i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colleagues at brighton montessori seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;they are pretty much guiding me along.&lt;br /&gt;especially teacher dell and teacher sharon.&lt;br /&gt;teacher esther is nice so is teacher anitha.&lt;br /&gt;teacher fi seems very unapproachable for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;but heard tt she is quite a crazy person if u know her well.&lt;br /&gt;children over there are very well behaved.&lt;br /&gt;there is no need for u to scream n shout at them.&lt;br /&gt;some of the children are pretty adorable.&lt;br /&gt;just hoping to get used to all the changes.&lt;br /&gt;hoping to blend in and keep my misses of my children to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will get used to the changes i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-3104670512128810081?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/3104670512128810081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=3104670512128810081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;my last day at Little Footprints Schoolhouse.&lt;br /&gt;on the journey to work, i began to feel tt i will miss the long journey tt i always do take to get to my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;it wld definitely be missed.&lt;br /&gt;thou tiring yet somehow or another, i feel tt i m so gonna miss travelling to work like tt.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching workplace, the day went on normally.&lt;br /&gt;just nice it was the eve before teachers' day (the centre was open today due to teacher's retreat),&lt;br /&gt;the children came forth one by one to give us our teachers' day presents.&lt;br /&gt;i recieved one whole bagful of gifts frm the children.&lt;br /&gt;just went i settle the children down and wanting to start my lesson,&lt;br /&gt;jun yi began his usual 'teacher janice i tell u something. just now ...'&lt;br /&gt;there he would go complaining over the smallest matter.&lt;br /&gt;at that instant, i know tt i wld miss him.&lt;br /&gt;miss the little rantings he kept pestering me with.&lt;br /&gt;i just stared at him blankly and for the first time, i realise how cute he is when he tries so very hard to get a complain across to me.&lt;br /&gt;tears began to appear and i sat there crying in front of my children.&lt;br /&gt;thou i know being a teacher, one must control all their emotions and not bring it into work.&lt;br /&gt;but at tt point in time, i just couldnt control it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;the tears just kept rolling down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;while the children just look on n kept asking me y i m crying.&lt;br /&gt;some even frown as they looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drying my tears, i started the lesson with them and how i wished i could always hear them sing the songs to me.&lt;br /&gt;when michelle, shu yee and rev left the centre during noon time, they made me cry once more.&lt;br /&gt;they have always been looking after me.&lt;br /&gt;we were friends, colleagues and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;will indeed miss them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;after crying spree head back into the class to teach the afternoon children.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i stepped in n see them playing, i started crying.&lt;br /&gt;wang lao shi just kept: stop crying in front of me. i hate to see ppl cry.&lt;br /&gt;yet in actual fact, tt silly xiao wang was crying away in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;tt made my heart ache a little more.&lt;br /&gt;my last day at the centre and i realise that there are so much things whereby i cant let go.&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl whom i cherish are all over there.&lt;br /&gt;those children whom i bonded with for over the past 4 mths.&lt;br /&gt;we bonded so well to the extend tt they know me and my teaching style.&lt;br /&gt;those parents whom i say hi and bye to every morning.&lt;br /&gt;those parents whom i love working with cause we just wanna give the children the best.&lt;br /&gt;i miss all of them. miss them a lot. so much so that it ached.&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm came so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;my last goodbyes and the last sight of all the ppl whom i m so familiar with after 4 mths.&lt;br /&gt;4 mths is indeed short. but our friendship with one another is just hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;left pretty quickly cause i m so afraid to cry in front of my colleagues once again.&lt;br /&gt;it aches so much to leave there.&lt;br /&gt;i hate separation yet i chose this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to control those tears of mine.&lt;br /&gt;cause till now, i m still missing those kiddos of mine.&lt;br /&gt;those angels in disguise whom i love dearly.&lt;br /&gt;teacher janice never did abandoned u.&lt;br /&gt;i never intended to abandon all of u.&lt;br /&gt;yet to me it seems as if that choice of mine in ur little eyes is known as abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;i hope all of u understand how painful this separation is to me.&lt;br /&gt;hope all of u remember the happy times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;the times whereby we played together.&lt;br /&gt;the times whereby we smiled together.&lt;br /&gt;the times whereby i made all of u line up in a straight row and hug me, kiss me and say i love u to me.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time i did that back to each and every single one of u.&lt;br /&gt;i never did love u lesser after u misbehaved urself.&lt;br /&gt;i never did stop loving u when i scolded u guys for doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;teacher janice loved u and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are my children whom i will remember for life.&lt;br /&gt;jun yi: the little boy who never fails to tell me every single thing tt their friend did wrong&lt;br /&gt;jean koh: the girl whom is changing for the better and knowing all my likes and dislikes of their behaviour&lt;br /&gt;tracey: she never fails to show the sad looking face when i leave the class angrily threatening not to return anymore&lt;br /&gt;jessalynn: my bright little girl whom does her work nicely and is very outspoken&lt;br /&gt;sherman: my fat fat whom i adore a lot. love to see him cry cause tt's when he will look the cutest&lt;br /&gt;marcus: the boy of mine who cry over the slightest issue even thou u never scold him&lt;br /&gt;priscilla: my understanding girl who never fail to help me every morning with the arranging of tables and chairs&lt;br /&gt;valerie: my artistic child who is able to draw very well without anyone's help.&lt;br /&gt;you jie: the child who is so attached to me tt she will cry the moment she doesnt see me at the initial stage&lt;br /&gt;ashley: my little girl who's command for english is very strong.&lt;br /&gt;cassandra: the quietest child in my class. a very sweet girl indeed.&lt;br /&gt;ying wei: the child who has the biggest eyes in my class and very bright too.&lt;br /&gt;regina: my little love whom never fail to does her work seriously.&lt;br /&gt;yi ying: my china little girl who feels the most comfortable in speaking chinese to me.&lt;br /&gt;chermain: my act quiet but not quiet child in actual fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss them calling me teacher janice.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times whereby we sing songs together.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss the times whereby we smile so happily together.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss their cheekiness and their well behaved self.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss xavier's: 'mummy! i love u!' (with actions) , 'mummy! 抱抱!'&lt;br /&gt;i will miss yi yun who will never fail to come to me when i call out bao bei.&lt;br /&gt;these 2 little babies are my angels.&lt;br /&gt;they dote on me so much tt they will fight with children who 'bullies' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;children, do remember me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i will never forget any of you.&lt;br /&gt;all of you meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7306017073042781559?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7306017073042781559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7306017073042781559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7306017073042781559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7306017073042781559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/30th-august-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1009566228859984499</id><published>2007-08-23T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:44:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;has been a long time since i posted an entry.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i fell sick AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i have been falling sick once every mth.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i m indeed getting bored of my totally-no-immune-system-body.&lt;br /&gt;who in the world fall sick every single mth?&lt;br /&gt;JANICE SIM JIE YIN.&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;i think this is first time in my entire life tt i spend so much on medication.&lt;br /&gt;soon i will be a drug addict due to all the medication i took.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the body check ups i went for.&lt;br /&gt;i went for 2 body check ups.&lt;br /&gt;reason y. cause the current centre and the future centre asked me to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;and the report actually showed tt i m totally fine.&lt;br /&gt;i the report is cheating my feelings la.&lt;br /&gt;how can be totally ok when i fall sick so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thing i realise.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TO HAVE FLU AND COUGH AT THE SAME TIME!&lt;br /&gt;due to the flu u cant freaking breathe.&lt;br /&gt;so half of the time u are breathing thru ur mouth.&lt;br /&gt;and due to the freaking cough tt irritates ur throat, u cant stop coughing.&lt;br /&gt;so how in the world am i suppose to fucking breathe!&lt;br /&gt;good question but i think i m still alive after being sick for the past 3 or 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is tt no matter how sick i am now, i cant be absent for work.&lt;br /&gt;y is tt so? cause they dont have enough teachers!&lt;br /&gt;if i were to be on mc, the poor lao shi will have to take nearing 50 students.&lt;br /&gt;right now we are splitting the load.&lt;br /&gt;the children dont sympathize me at all.&lt;br /&gt;still as playful, still as noisy. but i still love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was indeed coughing very badly before i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;chest hurting like fuck due to coughing too hard.&lt;br /&gt;right side neck seem to be strained due to me coughing too hard for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;damn the cough la.&lt;br /&gt;after i recover, i think it is time to build up my immune system.&lt;br /&gt;time to exercise and make myself healthy.&lt;br /&gt;tt's all for now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1009566228859984499?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1009566228859984499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1009566228859984499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1009566228859984499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1009566228859984499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/has-been-long-time-since-i-posted-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-353936924289876358</id><published>2007-08-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:09:32.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;how did i spend my day on 12th august?&lt;br /&gt;the day didnt start off pretty well at all.&lt;br /&gt;first of all i didnt slp much due to the cough tt is bugging me the whole nite.&lt;br /&gt;next, mum is sick so she was a little cranky.&lt;br /&gt;then swept the whole house, plus helping my mum to mop the floor.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. i cant imagine tt i have to mop the floor on my bdae.&lt;br /&gt;noon came and i went to meet dear ah wei.&lt;br /&gt;went down to taka to change the skirt enst3 gave me.&lt;br /&gt;hey girls, sorry to tell u guys tt i changed the skirt to two other tops.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont think i will wear tt skirt out often.&lt;br /&gt;hang in the shop for quiet a while with those salesgirls who have a little attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;it aint me, even sw thinks so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this, sw began to go according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;just tt their plan backfire due to fio falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;next, head to ramen ten at far east for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;practically walking around after tt frm one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;sw said wanna watch movie so i tot he wanted to head to lido to watch.&lt;br /&gt;in the end the 2 of us walked different directions.&lt;br /&gt;so was asking him where he wanna catch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;tt guy was like i wanna go GV to watch cause i like their seats.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we ended up at vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;as tt ass didnt had his lunch, he say wanna go food republic to makan.&lt;br /&gt;so up we went and he change his mind to go sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;i was ranting n ranting on y do we have to go sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;first it is freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;second i was wearing jeans and long sleeved top.&lt;br /&gt;but bo bian. have to go along with him.&lt;br /&gt;took the monorail into sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;went walking all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;take this tram n tt tram.&lt;br /&gt;in simple terms, we seem to be wandering soul.&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice to finally hit the beach and feel the sun on you.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i changed into the top tt i went to swap at taka.&lt;br /&gt;if nt i wld have gotten a heat stroke.&lt;br /&gt;took the skyride with tt sw.&lt;br /&gt;crap and shoot each other lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;after tt we tried to be tourist to ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;cause i got no idea where the hell sw wants to go.&lt;br /&gt;ask him, he dont wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;just ask me to follow can le.&lt;br /&gt;so i just follow him.&lt;br /&gt;last stop was tanjong beach.&lt;br /&gt;got down the tram and walk heading to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;i was more focused onto the sand cause i didnt want it to get into my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;when i looked up, i saw kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this when i realise all these were planned.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether i shld be happy tt fio fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;if she didnt fall sick, i would have to go to lots of places before ending up at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;places such as little india so on n so forth.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i indeed enjoyed myself a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;thanx sw to be the soul survivor to carry out this plan.&lt;br /&gt;plus tolerating all my nonsense plus questions plus scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;thanx fio for being an accomplice with kiddo to plan this together.&lt;br /&gt;thou u didnt turn up, we will meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;for now, just rest well yar =)&lt;br /&gt;thanx kiddo for all the effort u went thru to contact fio n sw to give me this surprise.&lt;br /&gt;for every single thing u did for me, thanx =).&lt;br /&gt;my second surprise frm fio n sw.&lt;br /&gt;thanx guys. u guys spoil me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall enter the big 2 with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;here janice comes! *runs with arms open wide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-353936924289876358?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/353936924289876358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=353936924289876358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/353936924289876358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/353936924289876358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-did-i-spend-my-day-on-12th-august.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1985351188789496423</id><published>2007-08-12T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T09:25:05.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;12th august 2007.&lt;br /&gt;damn. i have officially hit the big 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just wanna wish 2 ppl over here first.&lt;br /&gt;happy 21st birthday edmund!!&lt;br /&gt;hope u did enjoy urself yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and once again thanx for the bdae present =).&lt;br /&gt;happy 20th birthday angel!!&lt;br /&gt;first time i knew a person who's bdae fall on the same day as me.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy urself today yar =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went to a place with enst3 whereby non of us will ever go at all.&lt;br /&gt;we went to seletar camp!&lt;br /&gt;went there to give sindy a surprise as she's working there.&lt;br /&gt;the camp is seriously ulu with all those abandoned houses.&lt;br /&gt;got lost in there which looking for singapore youth flying club.&lt;br /&gt;but in the midst of searching, we chance upon aircrafts.&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us got damn excited and just park the car somewhere near the crafts and went down to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;was snapping away with wen's camera.&lt;br /&gt;but damn, i didnt manage to sit on the craft wing's like i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;cause the security guard came and said no photography.&lt;br /&gt;just tt we took a lot already. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ask him for directions and manage to find sindy's workplace.&lt;br /&gt;the thing tt surprise all of us is tt the ulu place actually gt a lot of ppl go there to eat.&lt;br /&gt;weird sia. plus still need to make reservation.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we ended on a table which seems to be meant for meeting.&lt;br /&gt;ate, cut cake n off we went.&lt;br /&gt;seems pretty fast but we waited for sindy to come to our table for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;she was just too busy to leave her work for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ser drop kai, hui n me at town (thanx for it ser!)&lt;br /&gt;then tt's where we went seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;i went to meet pf peeps while the 2 of them went to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reach vil'age, they were finishing off their desert.&lt;br /&gt;ppl present were: sa, manda, angel, nana, ardi, kenneth, kai, mike, terrence, david.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i didnt miss anyone out.&lt;br /&gt;played 5, 10, 15 as one big group just to finish on muffin.&lt;br /&gt;cause all of them damn full le.&lt;br /&gt;head to balcony to chill after tt.&lt;br /&gt;first time there n all i can say about the place is tt it is freaking HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;cant they like make the place air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to drink at all.&lt;br /&gt;but kana forced to drink all due to tt idiot mike.&lt;br /&gt;made me play 5, 10, 15 with him.&lt;br /&gt;was so tired after one long day le.&lt;br /&gt;so kept loosing to him.&lt;br /&gt;in the end just have to keep drinking.&lt;br /&gt;thank god they didnt order a lot to drink.&lt;br /&gt;after tt was home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;thanx manda for the sunflower =)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiddo, thanx for the surprise =).&lt;br /&gt;thou it was just for less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;*loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1985351188789496423?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1985351188789496423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1985351188789496423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1985351188789496423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1985351188789496423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/12th-august-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-1380138298673399861</id><published>2007-08-10T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:25:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;countdown: 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;clubbing session with the co peeps was fun.&lt;br /&gt;thou the crowd tt night wasnt very friendly, i hope the rest enjoyed themselves as much as i did.&lt;br /&gt;the after effect of clubbing is seriously bad.&lt;br /&gt;club till phuture close and then home.&lt;br /&gt;didnt slp for more than 6hrs tt day.&lt;br /&gt;then out i went again on national day.&lt;br /&gt;tiring arh!&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoyed my this public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;thanx girls for the fun.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for the present.&lt;br /&gt;thanx for making the clubbing wish come true.&lt;br /&gt;next two days will be more going out with different click of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;finally some catching up during such meet ups =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i m gonna hit the big 2 already.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1380138298673399861?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1380138298673399861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1380138298673399861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1380138298673399861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/1380138298673399861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/countdown-2-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-7208543364873933740</id><published>2007-08-07T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:19:02.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;collected my report and everything seems fine with my body as seen on the report.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, this is still a piece of good news.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just tender my resignation letter today.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye to little footprints school and hello to brighton montessori.&lt;br /&gt;a decision tt i myself made.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a rash one but all i can say is no more turning back.&lt;br /&gt;'sold' myself to brighton montessori for a year le.&lt;br /&gt;stop asking me why do i have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;there are just too many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;too many reasons to say and tell.&lt;br /&gt;and there are also things tt are pulling me back to stay.&lt;br /&gt;those children of mine.&lt;br /&gt;it seems as if i m abandoning them like tt.&lt;br /&gt;i love them. love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;i hate separation, yet i m the one who initiated it.&lt;br /&gt;cruel aint i?&lt;br /&gt;they will remember me wont they?&lt;br /&gt;cause i will miss them. miss them badly.&lt;br /&gt;days are drawing nearer, yet i aint getting happier as the day pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe something to be happy abt is tt tml will be clubbing day!&lt;br /&gt;finally after so long.&lt;br /&gt;will i get myself drunk?&lt;br /&gt;to be happy for at least a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;*ponders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-7208543364873933740?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/7208543364873933740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=7208543364873933740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7208543364873933740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/7208543364873933740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/collected-my-report-and-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-4776553291271168990</id><published>2007-08-06T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:04:46.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;playing it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;listening to the lyrics over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the words one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;and i can feel myself breaking a little more inside each time.&lt;br /&gt;something's got into my little brain.&lt;br /&gt;and it aint coming out any soon.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is to assure myself tt all this shit will pass when next week comes.&lt;br /&gt;it will be over by then and i will return back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - Innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up I see that everything is ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The first time in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and now it's so great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I think about the little things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;that make life great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope that it will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This moment is perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Please don't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll hold on to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I found a place so safe, not a single tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The first time in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and now it's so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Feel calm, I belong, I'm so happy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so strong and now I let myself be sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a state of bliss, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;think you're dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's a state of bliss, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;think you're dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes you wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Please don't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cus I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'll hold on to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i aint looking forward to my brithday any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-4776553291271168990?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/4776553291271168990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=4776553291271168990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4776553291271168990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/4776553291271168990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/playing-it-over-and-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2789690751634578182</id><published>2007-08-05T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:25:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my body is a little screwed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;might be due to not enough rest.&lt;br /&gt;might be due to all the thoughts tt are on my mind at night.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. body seems to be rejecting food nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;not much appetite to eat at all.&lt;br /&gt;but will force myself to finish my meal.&lt;br /&gt;after tt will force myself to keep those food in me.&lt;br /&gt;cause now it seems tt i will puke out the things i eat.&lt;br /&gt;not tt i want to but it keep getting churned in tt tummy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;after tt it wld just be forced out.&lt;br /&gt;so yup, trying ways n methods to keep them in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rashes are getting better.&lt;br /&gt;after taking the medication n applying them, it is less itchy.&lt;br /&gt;plus now it aint as red as it is.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it will quickly recover.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to keep thinking of ways to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;cause it seriously look disgusting in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall wait for my body check up report to come in.&lt;br /&gt;two more days to knowing my body better.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it shows tt i m totally fine n ok.&lt;br /&gt;whatever tiredness and restlessness tt i feel are just the brain tt is playing tricks.&lt;br /&gt;tml will be another hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;just looking forward to september.&lt;br /&gt;maybe by then things might change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;august is just so not my month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2789690751634578182?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2789690751634578182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I HATE THE RASHES.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it is the moodswing.&lt;br /&gt;it is getting me so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be rash free!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont like waking up frm slp n feeling so restless.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks totally.&lt;br /&gt;all the discomfort pls leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;one more week and i m no longer a teen.&lt;br /&gt;how will this year's bdae be like?&lt;br /&gt;no mood to think abt it.&lt;br /&gt;cause the rash seems to be always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT IT TO BE PRESENT ON MY BDAE!&lt;br /&gt;*sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2817360231051899147?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31892673.post-2085573773572496670</id><published>2007-08-04T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:15:39.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;i m just a little upset.&lt;br /&gt;shall let it get into me for today only.&lt;br /&gt;by tml everything will be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2085573773572496670?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2085573773572496670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;updates on my rash.&lt;br /&gt;nope. it aint getting better.&lt;br /&gt;i dun like the rash at all!&lt;br /&gt;freaking itchy yet u cant scratch.&lt;br /&gt;cause when i scratch it, it just get worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;on top of tt i think it is the rash tt is causing a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;first wld be body aches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;next would be sudden pains in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;not sure what cause the rash, but it is making me feel freaking weak!&lt;br /&gt;shall post some pics of the rash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO72U1HY8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/FV2vf34Yymg/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO72U1HY8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/FV2vf34Yymg/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094622145464984514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the little irritating dots on my right arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO7101HY7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/kggCmWq-Dm0/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO7101HY7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/kggCmWq-Dm0/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094622136875049906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;close up picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i think it still looks damn disgusting in real life.&lt;br /&gt;looks as if i m someone who contacted dunno what disease.&lt;br /&gt;today will be going frm one doc to another doc i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;sians. i hate to see doctors!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway will be going for interview later. all the best to me!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this time round things will turn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who want to share and buy these tops with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO_Q01HY9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZLq29SS1bko/s1600-h/lilmiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/RrO_Q01HY9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZLq29SS1bko/s320/lilmiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094625899266401234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the person is selling 2 for $3o with free postage.&lt;br /&gt;after looking at the characters tt they have for so long, i only like the little miss sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;so if there is anyone who wanna buy this type of top pls tell me.&lt;br /&gt;so we can like 'share' and purchase it =)&lt;br /&gt;if not i shall just buy it on my own. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;they are just too cute to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-1610118286585501775?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/1610118286585501775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=1610118286585501775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;august just dont seem to be my mth at all.&lt;br /&gt;ever since yesterday, i dont seem to be smiling much.&lt;br /&gt;can i dont celebrate my bdae this year?&lt;br /&gt;right now nothing seems to be going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;guess the thing tt is on my mind most is work ba.&lt;br /&gt;having some probs at work and seriously hoping tt can solve it soon.&lt;br /&gt;not enough rest plus all the thinking gets me seriously tired.&lt;br /&gt;appetite is getting frm bad to worst.&lt;br /&gt;not too sure the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;eating lesser and lesser as the days past.&lt;br /&gt;this saturday will go for check up.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i wont fall sick last minute n cant go again.&lt;br /&gt;wondering whether the body check up will let me know my body better a not.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i seem to have very bad rash right now.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether it is rash a not.&lt;br /&gt;seems like but the rash only appear on my right arm.&lt;br /&gt;mum say it seems like i kana bitten by dunno what insect.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ba. not too sure too.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my right arm is pretty swollen, very red plus very hot at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;applying aloe vera gel helps to stop the itch.&lt;br /&gt;but wondering whether it will go off by tml not.&lt;br /&gt;damn sian. the sight of it makes my whole body itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing this song over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;kinda like the song and the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - Cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       I’m not the type to get my heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m not the type to get upset and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Coz I never leave my heart open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Never hurts me to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Relationships don’t get deep to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Never get the whole in love thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; If someone could say love me truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; But at the time it didn’t mean a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Prehook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; My mind is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m spinnin’ around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; My tears I’ll drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m losing grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; What’s happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I stray from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; This time was different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Felt like I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And they cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I’m in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And I’ve got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; But no matter what you’ll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Did it happen when we first kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; coz its hurting me to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; maybe coz we spent so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; and I know that it’s no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I should have never let u hold me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Maybe why I’m so sad to see us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I didn’t give it to u on purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Gotta figure out how u stole my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Prehook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; My mind is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m spinnin’ around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; My tears I’ll drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m losing grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; What’s happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I stray from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; This time was different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Felt like I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And they cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Now I’m in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And I’ve got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; But no matter what you’ll never see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; How did I get here with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’ll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I never meant to let it get so personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And after all I tried to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; To stay away from love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I’m broken-hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; I can’t let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; And I Won’t Let It Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; You won’t see me cry&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus x3:&lt;br /&gt;                      This time was different&lt;br /&gt;                      Felt like I was just a victim&lt;br /&gt;                      And they cut me like a knife&lt;br /&gt;                      When you walked out of my life&lt;br /&gt;                      Now I’m in this condition&lt;br /&gt;                      And I’ve got all the symptoms&lt;br /&gt;                      Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;                      But no matter what you’ll never see me cry&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I’m in this condition&lt;br /&gt;                      And I’ve got all the symptoms&lt;br /&gt;                      Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;                      But no matter what you’ll never see me cry&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can feel the body crumbling into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;picking them up bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;piecing them together hoping that i will be well at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;nt too sure what's gt into me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe due to work.&lt;br /&gt;maybe due to tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;i m just nt as cheerful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-5140904811041973460?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/5140904811041973460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=5140904811041973460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5140904811041973460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/5140904811041973460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-just-dont-seem-to-be-my-mth-at.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-6363466256166013809</id><published>2007-08-01T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:24:44.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;some thoughts are seriously a killer.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is today is just nt my day.&lt;br /&gt;nthing goes well and all information given to me sux to the core.&lt;br /&gt;workplace have lots of changes.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i dont like those changes to the max.&lt;br /&gt;voicing out might nt help.&lt;br /&gt;instead it might bring about unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;yet i still feel tt it aint my fault to voice it out too.&lt;br /&gt;y shld i stand such stuffs when i said it very clear before i stepped in?&lt;br /&gt;if u want a fair play, shld the principal do something to it during interviews?&lt;br /&gt;i dont see y in the end it is we employees fault.&lt;br /&gt;and we still have to tolerate all these stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: just dont bug me right now.&lt;br /&gt;guess i m able to settle all these only tml.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i will be able to get what i deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update]&lt;br /&gt;ooo. i think i was tag by angie and i didnt notice.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. I like to - be on a swing all by myself on a starry night&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2. I am allowed - to smile, laugh, cry, be upset, be angry in front of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3. My favourite part of my body is - my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4. If i could fix one part of my body - i m happy with who i m and what i m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;5. I hate - living in such a materialistic world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;6. If I could date a female celebrity, I would date - i have no intentions to date them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;7. If i could date a male celebrity, it’s - i have no intentions to date them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;8. I’m attracted to - children between the age of zero to 6 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;9. I hate it - when time n time again u find out tt ppl closest to ur heart doesnt know u at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;10. I prefer to sleep - with bolster and all the soft toys on my bed&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/31892673-6363466256166013809?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/6363466256166013809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=6363466256166013809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6363466256166013809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/6363466256166013809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-thoughts-are-seriously-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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-31892673.post-2637787515730304526</id><published>2007-08-01T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:02:08.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the month of august is here once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;which means i m getting older soon.&lt;br /&gt;damn it. no longer a teen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;shall cherish these few days a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i m suppose to blog an entry on my current wish list.&lt;br /&gt;can help dear ling with buying my present.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this will help and u wont shang nao jing.&lt;br /&gt;plus i m providing u pictures to go along with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;- kimono top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_Flk1HY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/dhrRYVCqkPU/s1600-h/cat_b_aus_6701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_Flk1HY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/dhrRYVCqkPU/s320/cat_b_aus_6701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093506952911610738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;anything similar to this will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tee shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_JFk1HY5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ABjARjWcHNI/s1600-h/84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_JFk1HY5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ABjARjWcHNI/s320/84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093510801202307986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;design like this plus a little hood at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;just totally plain will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_Lbk1HY6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/I_fZtjtpbfo/s1600-h/zakkasearch-img600x327-118232112015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_Lbk1HY6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/I_fZtjtpbfo/s320/zakkasearch-img600x327-118232112015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093513378182685602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i cant seem to find the design tt i want and tt i saw.&lt;br /&gt;walk into future state in seiyu at bugis and hopefully the top tt i want is still in there.&lt;br /&gt;very feminine blouse with ribbons for u to tie at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2. bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_ILU1HY4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9XfHcvZZDp8/s1600-h/bigi0107000-img600x443-118535656900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_ILU1HY4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9XfHcvZZDp8/s320/bigi0107000-img600x443-118535656900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093509800474928002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;similar to this pattern.&lt;br /&gt;colour wise i m looking for light brown.&lt;br /&gt;size of the bag would be smaller than A4 size.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly the bag have to have a sling for me to sling it over my shoulder to carry.&lt;br /&gt;the texture of the bag ought to be anything other than cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3. earrings!&lt;br /&gt;the best would be a plain belly ring to be my earring.&lt;br /&gt;one of it will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;in need of earrings cause i keep spoiling my earrings or lost it.&lt;br /&gt;opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish list are still wish list.&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, hanging out with friends to do something together would just be the best gift le.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know how tough it is to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, clubbing session on the eve of national day!!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait =)&lt;br /&gt;first time with the co peeps. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;thanx girls for letting my far fetch dream come true =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31892673-2637787515730304526?l=liesofmine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/feeds/2637787515730304526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31892673&amp;postID=2637787515730304526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2637787515730304526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31892673/posts/default/2637787515730304526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liesofmine.blogspot.com/2007/08/month-of-august-is-here-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06522423251136394537</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/_K12UqAF5rhE/Rq_Flk1HY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/dhrRYVCqkPU/s72-c/cat_b_aus_6701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
