<?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-28840039</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:58:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHougHts.vOicEs.seCrets.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>388</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-3610022090311278383</id><published>2008-05-31T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:21:49.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://nitsandbitsofmylife.wordpress.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3610022090311278383?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3610022090311278383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3610022090311278383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3610022090311278383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3610022090311278383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-5254288059035076133</id><published>2008-05-23T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:29:41.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7R3MdzTI/AAAAAAAAA3E/R9EKGkN4klU/s1600-h/GetAttachment6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481966277414194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7R3MdzTI/AAAAAAAAA3E/R9EKGkN4klU/s320/GetAttachment6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you guess what are we going to do based on this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its CHEERSING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7R3MdzSI/AAAAAAAAA28/Mp0kIV4iilA/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481966277414178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7R3MdzSI/AAAAAAAAA28/Mp0kIV4iilA/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt heng you play cheat hor, take a super big water bottle with bigger opening somemore. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SHMdzVI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-t_OxFcc90s/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481970572381522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SHMdzVI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-t_OxFcc90s/s320/GetAttachment8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me - macham siao char bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splash of course splash the bdae girl right? it has become a tradition for us to cheers whenever its someone's bdae/whenever we meet up. anywhere, everywhere also can. haha, i got it once in front of the esplanade bus-stop, butt heng got it at changing appetite. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SXMdzWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5DXy_5sW0a4/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481974867348834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SXMdzWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/5DXy_5sW0a4/s320/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fHMdzXI/AAAAAAAAA3k/fC3_1NwUyMc/s1600-h/GetAttachment10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fHMdzXI/AAAAAAAAA3k/fC3_1NwUyMc/s1600-h/GetAttachment10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203482193910680946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fHMdzXI/AAAAAAAAA3k/fC3_1NwUyMc/s320/GetAttachment10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fHMdzYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/AqTq4OT0B4g/s1600-h/GetAttachment11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203482193910680962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fHMdzYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/AqTq4OT0B4g/s320/GetAttachment11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fXMdzZI/AAAAAAAAA30/-joKwnPjUQY/s1600-h/GetAttachment12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203482198205648274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7fXMdzZI/AAAAAAAAA30/-joKwnPjUQY/s320/GetAttachment12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i super pai seh la, cause we made a pact not to splash on faces but in the end when i still had a little water in my bottle and butt koh walked right towards me, then my first instinct was to splash her and i splashed directly right onto her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry ah butt koh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SHMdzUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Xxj8j3Zrg5Q/s1600-h/GetAttachment7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481970572381506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SDZ7SHMdzUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Xxj8j3Zrg5Q/s320/GetAttachment7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS BUTTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5254288059035076133?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5254288059035076133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5254288059035076133' 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-28840039.post-1425046504778408285</id><published>2008-05-22T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:56:20.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cf paper is a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1425046504778408285?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1425046504778408285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1425046504778408285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1425046504778408285'/><link rel='self' 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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-28840039.post-6319510981978356963</id><published>2008-05-19T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:03:48.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so nice to feel the way the family (including relatives) bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though im like a typical asian who feels shy expressing it out verbally to them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really love all of them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) if everything goes ok, grandpa is coming home in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my exams are coming to an end in 9 days' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things that i want to do after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loo lala loo lala loo la loo la leh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4814711574969952214</id><published>2008-05-18T10:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:05:39.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im too lazy to type out the entire long story of the sleeping pills saga (theres a lot that i wanted to say actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary of it is that she admitted to it after being questioned at the agency and said that she had done it (she did it twice) because she wants to sneak out at night to go meet up with her bangla bf (since she had to un-arm the alarm system b4 going out, theres no way she can do it without awaking my dad, whos a light sleeper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like damn bloody idiotic can. what if dad or i were to drive after having out dinner (she made me miss 1 precious day of revision - bloody hell)? because eating the pills makes u knock out immediately and go into deep sleep when the effect kicks in, not like how u will usually lie on bed, wait for a while before going to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the agent ask her to write down all the things that she had done and to sign it. the agent asked my parents if they want to make a police report and also blacklist and ban her from coming to work in singapore again but they decided to let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after some new shocking discoveries that we saw from the home video when we replayed it yesterday, my parents decided to call the agent and ask to blacklist her, to prevent her from coming back to harm any more families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*she told my other maid to tell her husband that she was being sent back because my grandpa had passed away already. touch wood! fu*k her la! super evil can? curse my grandpa and she isnt nice to him at all in the first place - which will then spark off another story which im too lazy to type out* who asked u to have affairS in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, good riddance that she has left our family - she created a lot of problems for our family. we wanted to send her back long ago but due to certain hiccups here and there we havent got a chance to. but this is the last straw. no more chance already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually thought of writing to the newspaper, like want to warn people of such maids (of course there are still nice and good ones out there, i still have one good one at home). you never know what they can do to you, just because they want to go out and have affairs la or whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine they add urine, saliva or even worse menstrual blood into your food. or use the water they used to soak their feet to cook ur maggi mee for you. cant blame me for having such crazy thoughts, i never once thought i will experience such a thing. scary you know, what if my family die from an overdose of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. scary la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van, enjoy your trip ah! haha! later you go there 1 person, come back 2 (your german bf!) lol! if got cute guy there dont forget me hor. haha! i shall cya in july!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SC-nI1rSbiI/AAAAAAAAA20/4qm0O_H_rXI/s1600-h/17052008324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201559864925646370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SC-nI1rSbiI/AAAAAAAAA20/4qm0O_H_rXI/s320/17052008324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants a super-sized mentos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i macham having holidays liao leh, totally no mood to study and next paper is like 3 days away. haiz. but study so hard for it got use meh? doesnt get me what i want to even get (a pass) in the first place. all the more demoralises me. but i really tried my best already. i sat and studied for at least 9 hours everyday leh. haiz. dont know what to say la. i'll see how when the results come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate (this thing). shall go into details when i ( ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt koh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SC-lkFrSbhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/uk1ULbPWkdY/s1600-h/17052008332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201558134053826066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SC-lkFrSbhI/AAAAAAAAA2s/uk1ULbPWkdY/s320/17052008332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall cya guys in june!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4814711574969952214?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4814711574969952214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4814711574969952214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4814711574969952214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4814711574969952214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-too-lazy-to-type-out-entire-long.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SC-nI1rSbiI/AAAAAAAAA20/4qm0O_H_rXI/s72-c/17052008324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7448543377729043595</id><published>2008-05-17T07:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T07:31:17.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted from 12.56am till 7.15am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke our old record liao miss shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, my right eye suddenly got swollen. haha. must be because i only slept for 3 hours on thursday night. but doesnt make sense la, does it mean then my left eye got more sleep/rest than the right one? =X i cannot find eyedrops! how to make a sore eye disappear in 4 hrs' time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its only sleep. i need to be able to put on my contacts later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart to heart chat is so comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the day that i passed my driving test, one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7448543377729043595?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7448543377729043595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7448543377729043595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7448543377729043595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7448543377729043595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/woa-we-chatted-from-12.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-7293456992055757259</id><published>2008-05-15T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:19:31.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grandpa is hospitalised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad and mum just went over again and he's sleeping already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily its not that serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to message bro to tell him about it, since he says to contact him if anything happens at home (we never told him grandpa was hospitalised last year while he's in tekong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on second thoughts, think better not. why make him worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hurry hurry recover grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go visit you after my exams tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid feeds us sleeping pills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to chiong the last lap of revision before i go to bed and prep myself up for the 2nd battle tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i doubt i will sleep in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just hope i wont come out of the exam hall tomorrow - crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7293456992055757259?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7293456992055757259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7293456992055757259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7293456992055757259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7293456992055757259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/grandpa-is-hospitalised.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-3164177680581423621</id><published>2008-05-14T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:33:08.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really very blessed and fortunate to be born into this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and btw, i made these myself the other day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SCrYiVrSbgI/AAAAAAAAA2k/znlZUsa8drc/s1600-h/07052008314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200206804198518274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SCrYiVrSbgI/AAAAAAAAA2k/znlZUsa8drc/s320/07052008314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just kidding! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love is still the oreo flavoured one, but im gonna try the green tea one next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really craving for lots of food now, chilli &amp;amp; pepper crabs, sakae sushi, hot &amp;amp; cold ramen, any pasta, steamboat, chocolate fondue etc. i miss shopping too! all of you wait for me for another 14 days ok?! i'll be right there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;kangaroos, koalas and roc candy! i'll finally see you all again after 11 years! woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SCrYiVrSbgI/AAAAAAAAA2k/znlZUsa8drc/s72-c/07052008314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6424738273669322078</id><published>2008-05-13T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T03:15:27.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was chatting with liting just now and discussing about the disparity between the lecture notes and subject guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we dont like the fact that the examination is stretched over such a long period (somemore for the fact that we started preparing for it at least 2 weeks before). but if there isnt any time in between for us to study the huge stack of notes also cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain feels as if its gonna explode any moment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all really feeling mentally and physically exhausted already, not forgetting theres 3 more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have an additional burden that no one elses have. people have been saying that i think too much but seriously i confirm that i will not make it this time. and its seriously affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh $%*^&amp;amp;#$% &amp;amp; i really dont know how to release the pent up emotions inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2 most awful months of april and may i've ever experienced and by the 28th, you will see that i have a new hairstyle - botak. either they commit suicide themselves due to stress or i pull them out of frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody will understand how i feel, unless they are right in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really feeling awful right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awful, really really awful beyond words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to say sorry to -- ------, i will make it up to you all after this horrible period is over. bear with me for the moment. im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6424738273669322078?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6424738273669322078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6424738273669322078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6424738273669322078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6424738273669322078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/was-chatting-with-liting-just-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-508061265232759678</id><published>2008-05-12T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:02:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can anyone tell me how do i actually stop it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-508061265232759678?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/508061265232759678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=508061265232759678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/508061265232759678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/508061265232759678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/can-anyone-tell-me-how-do-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-252438280764931314</id><published>2008-05-10T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:19:26.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after behaving like a zombie for these few days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally broke down in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;guess i fell really hard this time. i tried to stand up and walk away from it but it seems as if my legs are broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-252438280764931314?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/252438280764931314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=252438280764931314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/252438280764931314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/252438280764931314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-behaving-like-zombie-for-these.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-3900397261388209574</id><published>2008-05-06T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:23:25.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice it is to fall sick just days before the exam war is going to start. i think its all becuase of the 4am showers. although it is not that serious until i have to lie on bed and cannot move but i didnt want to take any chances and wait till its full blown before i do something to it. i already told myself i cannot afford to fall sick now and must take care of myself, with the terrible weather now and &lt;em&gt;luckily enough&lt;/em&gt;, i really fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling sick, apart from feeling super uncomfortable, waste alot of time too. i always take a long time to completely clear up all the bacteria and germs in my body. then while you are sick you feel lethargic, body ache, alternate between cold and hot, have bitter taste in your mouth etc. my nose drips so much that i felt so frustrated that i almost tied a plastic bag right under my raw and frictioned nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the weekends, i popped panadols to aid me through first since clinic not opened. then i went down to see the doc this morning. already feeling shitty enough and the first thing i see early in the morning on my windscreen is the shit-mess of a bird who i think has constipation for a year already. wa lau, on windscreen not enough, i only realised later that my hood and the part below windscreen also kena ~&lt;em&gt;thanks ah birdie~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SB6em2dJqdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Axd4XgeAExA/s1600-h/05052008312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196765410322131410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SB6em2dJqdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Axd4XgeAExA/s320/05052008312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pills ah pills please let me hurry up and recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather super bad now la so damn bloody hot. so everyone, especially those having exams now must really take care of yourself, have adequate rest, drink more water, eat more fruits and not to have 4am morning showers. stay healthy and be well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 more days is what i have to endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3900397261388209574?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3900397261388209574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3900397261388209574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3900397261388209574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3900397261388209574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-bro-how-nice-it-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SB6em2dJqdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Axd4XgeAExA/s72-c/05052008312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7812988712417800980</id><published>2008-04-30T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:25:43.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was preparing the ingredients for my lunch when i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB7mdJqXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/38SNU4ExwS4/s1600-h/30042008273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045031106947442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB7mdJqXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/38SNU4ExwS4/s320/30042008273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double yolks in an egg! first time i saw this and dont you think the yolks look like number 88? then i ask my maid is the egg carrying twins and she said something like these eggs are not meant for growing chicks or something. heh, let me get this 88 for my exams and i'll really smile for 88 days without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;*slaps myself awake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB8WdJqYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/TBMldN500iA/s1600-h/30042008274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045043991849346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB8WdJqYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/TBMldN500iA/s320/30042008274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i had rice-free inaris again for lunch today. instead of hotate(which is very salty), i made egg mayo! and i dice the ingredients until hand super sour leh. i'll even more appreciate diced-up food served/cooked for me in future. i super love the egg mayo leh, very nice! egg is indeed the best food on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad and mum ate out tonight so we decided to not cook because its pretty difficult to cook for just the 2 of us. my maid decided to have the inaris for dinner while i tried out the new cup pasta that i bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB8mdJqZI/AAAAAAAAA14/gMXofuSDcao/s1600-h/30042008276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045048286816658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB8mdJqZI/AAAAAAAAA14/gMXofuSDcao/s320/30042008276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i didnt know that such things even exist. usually when i cook pasta myself, the pasta itself have to be boiled over hot boiling salt water for at least 15mins while this will be ready in just 4 minutes! so sometimes if i had cravings for pasta, the moment i think of the hassle, i rather not have it already cause im lazy! haha. i actually wanted to choose a tomato-based one but there isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i followed the instructions and poured hot water into it and covered it up. at first pretty gross la, imagine pasta and cheese powder and water being mixed together, as if its like cheese pasta soup. surprisingly, after 3 to 4 minutes, it turned out to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB9GdJqaI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Oe-6-yLTCwI/s1600-h/30042008275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045056876751266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB9GdJqaI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Oe-6-yLTCwI/s320/30042008275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 3 tastes, i threw the whole cup away. at first i thought it was the starfruit juice that i drank earlier that affected the taste of the pasta. so i tried a 2nd and 3rd time but still the same. my maid tried it too and decided that it was strange too. how to describe leh? i think the cheese tastes somewhat funny. you'll have to try it yourself to know the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, its just my own opinions and maybe other people may find the taste to be alright. i think its very creative of them to come up with this though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we are going to have family cum relatives dinner outside and i cant wait to get my hands on the xian dan pang xie (salted-egg crab) which is a pretty popular new flavour. so nice!!! and the restaurant also have other signboard (zhao pai) dishes that are also very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my, im drooling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i weighed myself and im currently 198357539576kg already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes ok, sometimes not ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is it ok or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7812988712417800980?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7812988712417800980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7812988712417800980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7812988712417800980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7812988712417800980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-preparing-ingredients-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBiB7mdJqXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/38SNU4ExwS4/s72-c/30042008273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-5160974348045278590</id><published>2008-04-30T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T03:48:49.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fear is hounding me and i couldnt have a proper night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hateful pre-exams syndrome is back to haunt me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to wake up and study till its time to leave for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that im still so sleepy despite having long hours of sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear and pes, leave me alone please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5160974348045278590?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-494870794843830585</id><published>2008-04-28T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:22:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey! im back with more flavours of the Katjes Gummy sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj6WdJqSI/AAAAAAAAA1A/vXjxqeLREIk/s1600-h/28042008254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194308336841500962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj6WdJqSI/AAAAAAAAA1A/vXjxqeLREIk/s320/28042008254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry dessert and Apple bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry dessert: its a packet of combination of berries. I dont like this flavour. too overly sweet. and it tastes milky? im wondering if the milky taste comes from the white part of the sweet (see the pics on the cover). i checked the nutritional value and true enough, its sugar levels are higher than the other flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple bites: i got a shock when i tore the packet off, because it was coated with sugar. so i was sort of expecting it to be like the berry dessert. but to my surprise, its sour in taste and i infer from the packaging that they made it from green apple. superb nice (though i wish they can take away the sugar and leave the sourness there)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think i've tasted and tried all the flavours available and my favs are the apple bites, lemon splash and the raspberry hearts! but these are all my own preferences so if interested, you can get them at all leading supermarkets and try the different flavours out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot live without soups and its not everyday that we will have soups for meals (porridge how to eat with soups leh?). its troublesome to specially cook soup for me alone and how to actually cook for 1 person only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess how happy i am when i found this in the supermarket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj62dJqUI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/bGb9qpMuJ3s/s1600-h/wonton-pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194308345431435586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj62dJqUI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/bGb9qpMuJ3s/s320/wonton-pack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its wonton soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the actual one found in supermarkets comes in the form of a bowl (i took this pic from their website).  its just like cup noodles, except that you have to defrost it before you add hot water and place it into the microwave for 2-3 minutes. very nice you know their soup base and you can control the level of saltiness to your own preferences (by adding more or less water la).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get to satisfy my cravings for soup in 3 minutes' time, hassle-free!&lt;br /&gt;(actually you can drink from the bowl itself, dont have to pour it out like what i did, but they never provide plastic spoon la so 95% hassle-free to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj62dJqTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/VXPQZcMJmyg/s1600-h/28042008257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194308345431435570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj62dJqTI/AAAAAAAAA1I/VXPQZcMJmyg/s320/28042008257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj7WdJqVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/N58l7OQmed8/s1600-h/wonton1-food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194308354021370194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj7WdJqVI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/N58l7OQmed8/s320/wonton1-food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. i need photography lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was choosing a car perfume when i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj7mdJqWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/jUpCtUCQRVc/s1600-h/28042008256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194308358316337506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj7mdJqWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/jUpCtUCQRVc/s320/28042008256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melon flavoured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very curious, because never see this flavour before. it smelt very nice and so i bought it home. at first was struggling to see how to use it. ah! then remembered theres such thing as instructions and it goes: 'activate by twisting and releasing cover'. but its the first time i use such type of an air freshener and i wondered if its supposed to be left like that. but it smells really nice leh, so much so that im afraid if i left it open like that the ants will come. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats another food entry! do try the products! errr, except maybe not the melon flavoured air freshener - its not a melon bar hor, dont try to eat it no matter how nice it smells =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert gor gor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-494870794843830585?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/494870794843830585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=494870794843830585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/494870794843830585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/494870794843830585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-hey-im-back-with-more-flavours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBXj6WdJqSI/AAAAAAAAA1A/vXjxqeLREIk/s72-c/28042008254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6799282301100853097</id><published>2008-04-27T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T03:18:05.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was this pair of lovers at this university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, they were at this bridge in school when the guy wanted to break up with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy started to leave but the girl tried to pull him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however she wasnt careful and she fell head first into the river below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her corpse was found only some days later because her head was found to be stuck in the mud at the river bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the guy stayed at school's dormitory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1, 12am - the 1st room of the guys' dormitory: *knock knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the guys opened up the door but theres nobody there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2, 12am - the 2nd room of the guys' dormitory: *knock knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by this time, people are already starting to speculate that the girl came back looking for the guy and the guy was staying in the 6th room. his roommates decided to leave the room on the 6th night and so the guy was left alone in the room. he got more afraid by the minute and decided to hide in his blanket under his bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 6, 12am - the 6th room of the guys' dormitory: *knock knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the guy was so afraid that he darent open the door. however the knockings got faster and faster. he then decided to peep through the door to see if she's there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment he flipped his blanket off, his gf was looking straight at him, her being upside-down (remember she went head first into the river?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary-o-meter: 1000/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sleep with the lights on tonight. i kept visualising the upside-down gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goosebumps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6799282301100853097?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6799282301100853097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6799282301100853097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6799282301100853097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6799282301100853097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-was-this-pair-of-lovers-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-6918079054925802548</id><published>2008-04-26T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:22:57.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so overwhelmed by this *thing* that im really just:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;speechless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6918079054925802548?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6918079054925802548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6918079054925802548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6918079054925802548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6918079054925802548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-so-overwhelmed-by-this-thing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1865112259653383558</id><published>2008-04-26T04:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T05:22:12.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was having a conversation with my 6 year old cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(he's going to primary one next year and all of us have been reminding him about it and asking him to study hard instead of playing DS only - he loves maths, hates english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dexter: you now study what ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: im now in university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dexter: then then then tomorrow you go university then i go primary 2 liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! he was extremely cute when he said those words la and i think he's waiting excitedly for his primary education to start (somemore want to jump straight to primary 2)! ever since we told him he is going to primary one next year, he has been constantly telling us that he will be going to start his primary one the very next day! so he got a lot of 'tomorrows' to start his primary one with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the words he says are so adult-like that we were kinda caught unexpectedly and he learnt some kinda vulgar language from his friends at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids nowadays very mature eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBJC52dJqQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/6i8bSFkiYd8/s1600-h/PICT0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBJKqGdJqRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Mq92ZRRRet4/s1600-h/Photo2281A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193295407459445010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBJKqGdJqRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Mq92ZRRRet4/s320/Photo2281A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's sticking out his tongue at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5ALIL7T764&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I5ALIL7T764&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this! u'll laugh your blues away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cute can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some nights ago in the wee hours of the morning i searched youtube for Shinhwa and i decided to watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1HbFusUsAI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1HbFusUsAI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only uploaded the first part (1/6) of the episode here. click on the video and go see the rest of the parts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regretted that i chose this timing (around 3+am) to watch this (super quiet la the environment and everyone sleeping liao). im not going to spoil the video by telling you the contents but i think after you watch it you will know why. unless you are super brave and not scared la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hairs on my body shot up to 10cm in length and i contemplated leaving the lights on for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but from the 4th part onwards, i was laughing so loud that im afraid my neighbour will call the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINHWA simply ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;(they super cute and funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha there will be this person nodding her head frantically upon reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today no NewPaper to read so i grab chinese papers to read. then theres this section on 'ghostly stuffs' and i ignored it at first but after that i went back to read it. ya, hairs stand again la. cannot help it la, i just like to read and watch horror stuffs but will tend to scare myself in many ways after. you cannot imagine how wild my imagination can go. haha im sure alot of people also like that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh shit, i wasted a lot of time already. but what to do? sometimes no mood means no mood, you force yourself also no use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why am i talking to myself?&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/28840039-1865112259653383558?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1865112259653383558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1865112259653383558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1865112259653383558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1865112259653383558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-having-conversation-with-my-6-year.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBJKqGdJqRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Mq92ZRRRet4/s72-c/Photo2281A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6805214610470903133</id><published>2008-04-25T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:29:08.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need more songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should go and rob the music bank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6805214610470903133?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6805214610470903133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6805214610470903133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6805214610470903133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6805214610470903133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-more-songs-maybe-i-should-go-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-5625594823035708633</id><published>2008-04-25T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:09:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i read this entry from ms shoot's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(100% copied from: &lt;a href="http://www.futureliesahead.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.futureliesahead.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - if not she send me lawyer's letter again haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So how a toddler defines you as 'kor kor' ( big brother ) and 'jie jie' ( big sister )??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we view things from a toddler point of view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kor Kor' = short hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Jie Jie' = long hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. So this fateful day when I was on the way home after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this two year old (approx.) boy standing in the middle of cabin waving to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And started pointing ( starting from the right )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler: *pointing to a young lady* Jie jie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Clever! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler: *next....* Jie jie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler: *next next......* Jie jie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: O.o =____="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That jie jie" : =_______________="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That jie jie" is a guy with LONG HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOoOoOOO~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! kids are just so cute! i also had an almost similar experience - that is the story happened the other way round. haha so cute la the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went on a wild goose chase for this particular *thing* and almost humtum-ed myself in the process because it was so =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBC7j2dJqPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ao-DZU0YslQ/s1600-h/23042008228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192856594945779954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBC7j2dJqPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ao-DZU0YslQ/s320/23042008228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toffifee - as delicious as described on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i snack  so much that im going to balloon to 7000kg soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5625594823035708633?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5625594823035708633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5625594823035708633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5625594823035708633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5625594823035708633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-read-this-entry-from-ms-shoots-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SBC7j2dJqPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ao-DZU0YslQ/s72-c/23042008228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7157673584103641213</id><published>2008-04-22T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:58:43.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally met up with ms shoot, after like we planned for this meeting since 3 million weeks ago? she forced me to meet her today because she &lt;s&gt;really missed me so much&lt;/s&gt; wanted to give me something she got from her trip and so we met for a meal today and to catch up, down, left, right and middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_hmdJqLI/AAAAAAAAA0I/GnkTRzOLt2A/s1600-h/22042008201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192086898151631026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_hmdJqLI/AAAAAAAAA0I/GnkTRzOLt2A/s320/22042008201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special edition chocolates! thanks ya ms shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(she knew that i needed chocolates at this point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;saw a new ad featuring new gummy sweets called the 'fruit jellies' in many mags. it says that its 99% fat free and sugar free. its looks nice and the most important thing is that they have my favourite berries flavour! ya, give me any thing that is berry-ed and i'll cave in. strawberry dutch ice la, ice berry tea la etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_iGdJqMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i5MUCqcCtCo/s1600-h/22042008199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192086906741565634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_iGdJqMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i5MUCqcCtCo/s320/22042008199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought 3 out of the 4(?) flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(heh, the lemon splash packet was not spoilt, its just that we ripped it off in the car and started snacking on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_imdJqNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nfEcTISB1Do/s1600-h/22042008205a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192086915331500242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_imdJqNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nfEcTISB1Do/s320/22042008205a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need not further introduce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_jGdJqOI/AAAAAAAAA0g/43yql7m9kdw/s1600-h/22042008206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192086923921434850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_jGdJqOI/AAAAAAAAA0g/43yql7m9kdw/s320/22042008206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice! except maybe that the grape one is a tad sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that i have a whole box of them above? if you want to try them, can either drop me a line or sms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll DHL them to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7157673584103641213?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7157673584103641213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7157673584103641213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7157673584103641213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7157673584103641213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-met-up-with-ms-shoot-after-like.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SA3_hmdJqLI/AAAAAAAAA0I/GnkTRzOLt2A/s72-c/22042008201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-4353497075855745605</id><published>2008-04-21T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:11:57.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went parkway after school today wanting to pick up some stuffs and mum asked me to shun bian buy pineapple and bananas. im afraid that i will forget about it so i decided to get it from the cold storage first. go until there then alamak! i realised that i dont know how to choose a pineapple in its original form (but the without skin one i know haha). so i stand there and see and see and then i finally decided on a particular one and wanted to reach for it. but it was placed right smack in the middle of the other fruits and reaching for it is a little tough so in the end was that i got poked by the pineapple 'leaves' until i bleed. i didnt know that the 'leaves' of the pineapple was so hard and spikey (thought they were of those of soft strawberries kind) - i was sort of grabbing it by the 'leaves' la. not that gushing kind of bleeding though, my fingers looked as if they were poked a needle many times. anyway, had a hard time choosing the bananas too - either riped and dented or unriped and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying of 2 fruits initially turned into 3 bags of groceries in the end. lol. all because i decided to make some inari(s)! after cold storage, i went to buy somemore stuffs and lugging 3 bags of groceries while buying other things erm, how to put it into words leh, tough? carry the bags on one hand, trying to open your wallet and taking out cash, receiving change etc. which reminds me of this scenario that i saw the other day when i went marketing. this mummy was carrying her (3 year old?) daughter on one hand and doing grocery shopping at the same time (i believe mummies have to do marketing at least twice a week)? amazing isnt it? im sure a child will definitely weigh heavier than 3 bags of groceries. even without a child, mummies also have to carry many bags of marketing stuffs. 妈妈们真伟大.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to get the rest of my stuffs another day. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i made a mess of the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAyRd-Hp5II/AAAAAAAAAzY/sCyQ-0j12X4/s1600-h/21042008195a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAySdOHp5LI/AAAAAAAAAzw/q9m4E56zSMM/s1600-h/21042008195a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191685501155402930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAySdOHp5LI/AAAAAAAAAzw/q9m4E56zSMM/s320/21042008195a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is only part of the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAyReuHp5JI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hJMDwnNrxQE/s1600-h/21042008196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191684427413578898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAyReuHp5JI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hJMDwnNrxQE/s320/21042008196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! my favourite inari(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, but they are not the original inari, know why? cause theres no rice inside! lol. too much rice makes me feel disgusted. so i tried making it without rice (i didnt buy the sushi rice anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that bad, just that its a little too salty? eh, but its supposed to be sweet. so i think its the hotate thats salty cause i find the tuna one super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAyRe-Hp5KI/AAAAAAAAAzo/9dSr-Pjq5ds/s1600-h/21042008194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191684431708546210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAyRe-Hp5KI/AAAAAAAAAzo/9dSr-Pjq5ds/s320/21042008194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was wondering if im supposed to mix it with normal rice or sushi rice? which im sure everyone knows the answer just that maybe my brain wasnt functioning well at that moment (yeah i have some things bothering me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so this packet of sushi mix and seaweed will be left in the cupboard till i get the rice the next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*food sometimes is the best solace a person can find in. look at my size and you can guess how many times i got emo-ed during my 20+ years of life* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4353497075855745605?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4353497075855745605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4353497075855745605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4353497075855745605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4353497075855745605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-parkway-after-school-today-wanting.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/SAySdOHp5LI/AAAAAAAAAzw/q9m4E56zSMM/s72-c/21042008195a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-3005030312709752962</id><published>2008-04-17T16:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:50:32.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I. SINK. INTO. DEPRESSION. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this time, its 3 times worse than on the 27-2-08. yesterday i already told myself that no matter what i see, i will not be affected by it and that i must learn from my mistakes. but still, say only, cant helped being so disappointed and sad. i tell myself that its because i havent finish revising all the topics before going for the papers so that im not that well prepared. but come to think of it, these are just plain excuses that im giving myself or rather trying to make myself feel better. im the most disappointed with the pmkg paper. the poa paper, i've got not enough time to do the cash flow statement so i thought i write down the format of the whole statement see can get 1/2 or 1 mark for format but when i flip to that page its a big fat zero. im so sad. i've got a lot of things that i want to say but i dont know how to put it into words. im starting to think if im putting the best effort i can now, while preparing for the finals. i guess not. well, even though i lost alot of time already and exams are in 3weeks' time, im sure that if i buck up even more now, i still can catch up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i must tell myself i can. i must tell myself i can. i must tell myself i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i must tell myself to let go of the past and concentrate on the future. i must tell myself to let go of the past and concentrate on the future. i must tell myself to let go of the past and concentrate on the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the more i think, the more i want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3005030312709752962?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3005030312709752962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3005030312709752962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3005030312709752962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3005030312709752962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-8411384327764199956</id><published>2008-04-15T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:58:32.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8411384327764199956?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8411384327764199956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=8411384327764199956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8411384327764199956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8411384327764199956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4920363228768493233</id><published>2008-04-12T03:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:36:27.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomnia is back to haunt me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been tossing and turning for a very long time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got 8.30am class tomorrow/ later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just box and knock myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing alot of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that its one big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other times i just feel that its insignificant/ the size of a full-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just all the doing of the PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, im gonna try box myself out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*darn, theres something wrong with one of the 'shift' controls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4920363228768493233?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4920363228768493233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4920363228768493233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4920363228768493233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4920363228768493233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-5736709444314079027</id><published>2008-04-11T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:47:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know now is the time where all of us are trying to pull our hair out in frustration, bang our heads onto the wall, or even burn away our notes, textbooks and subject guides (maybe only me la) while preparing for exams which are very round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to prevent myself (and maybe others too haha) from becoming a botak, i decided to share some tongue-in-cheeks to let everyone loosen up for a moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Short jokes (of) Husband and Wife:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first?&lt;br /&gt;The dog of course... at least he'll shut up after you let him in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple had three children. Two of them were bright, smart and handsome but the third child was dull, ugly and backward.&lt;br /&gt;One day the hubby got suspicious and asked: 'Tell me the truth, dear. Is this third child really mine?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, dear' replied the wife, 'but the other two are not'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my wife: 'Where do you want to go on our anniversary?'&lt;br /&gt;She said: 'Somewhere I have never been!'&lt;br /&gt;I told her: 'How about the kitchen?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their silver anniversary, a wife reminded her husband: 'Do you remember when you proposed to me, I was so overwhelmed that I didn't talk for an hour?'&lt;br /&gt;The hubby replied: 'Yes, honey, that was the happiest hour of my life'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! kinda funny right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, add oil and good luck to everyone who are mugging for their exams (including myself)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5736709444314079027?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5736709444314079027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5736709444314079027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5736709444314079027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5736709444314079027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-know-now-is-time-where-all-of-us-are.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-7172168626857587076</id><published>2008-04-08T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:41:56.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;those who know my full name will know that my english and chinese name actually sounds the same. not that i dislike or am ashamed by my name (in fact i do love my name very much ok), but in certain circumstances when people read my full name out (especially when they start with my surname first), lots of giggling followed behind and it can be kinda embarassing. i've experienced that in secondary school, oh and also in poly (you know who you are lor, laugh somemore lah haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in my mum's office doing my revision when this conversation popped up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: why u give me this (my full) name leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(i forgot why we got to the topic on names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mum: because i want to have the same pronounciation for your english and chinese names mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: but people always laugh and make fun of me when they hear my full name lah. so pai seh leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mum says out my full name, then laughs hysterically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mum: go and change your name lor. what you want to change it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mum thinks for awhile, then laughs hysterically again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mum: change your name to 小花 lor. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: 沈小花. HAHAHAHA! eileen sim xiao hua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: then brother leh? 沈小草 ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mum and me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; HAHAHAHAHA!&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/28840039-7172168626857587076?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7172168626857587076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7172168626857587076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7172168626857587076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7172168626857587076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/those-who-know-my-full-name-will-know.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4071992973390686045</id><published>2008-04-03T23:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:39:59.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd and 4th april are the dates for the graduation ceremony for UOL graduates. happened to chance upon them outside their changing room at level 4 today. saw them all radiate happiness from within, with their family members standing next to them, beaming with pride. i had a chong dong to want to wear the gown/ robe/ attire. then i was dreaming that im the one wearing that and standing there with my parents, before i slap myself awake and ask myself to stop dreaming. havent even finish my first year of exams thinking of graduation liao. but really, i envy them. argh! anyway, if everything goes on smoothly, i will be standing there in 1.5 yrs' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must work hard! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9GUnA3sI/AAAAAAAAAy8/jNT6EOY5KZ0/s1600-h/Photo2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185047356063669954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9GUnA3sI/AAAAAAAAAy8/jNT6EOY5KZ0/s320/Photo2308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went marketing the other day again. then the auntie gave me a purple plastic bag for our breakfast. so nice the colour, i like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woo! had a very sumptuous dinner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drinks:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9FknA3qI/AAAAAAAAAys/BYJ9wMGMr5Q/s1600-h/Photo2309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185047343178768034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9FknA3qI/AAAAAAAAAys/BYJ9wMGMr5Q/s320/Photo2309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lime juice with aloe vera. my love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9GEnA3rI/AAAAAAAAAy0/aSPKtNLQOn4/s1600-h/Photo2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185047351768702642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9GEnA3rI/AAAAAAAAAy0/aSPKtNLQOn4/s320/Photo2310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coke with lemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Appetizers:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8rknA3lI/AAAAAAAAAyE/6cMToyEIYQ4/s1600-h/Photo2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046896502169170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8rknA3lI/AAAAAAAAAyE/6cMToyEIYQ4/s320/Photo2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, we had these while waiting for the dishes to arrive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Main Courses:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8r0nA3mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ivvN3M6QJbE/s1600-h/Photo2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046900797136482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8r0nA3mI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ivvN3M6QJbE/s320/Photo2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8r0nA3nI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lksR56sw98c/s1600-h/Photo2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046900797136498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8r0nA3nI/AAAAAAAAAyU/lksR56sw98c/s320/Photo2313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crispy squids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8sUnA3oI/AAAAAAAAAyc/zJYWUOI0Z_Q/s1600-h/Photo2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046909387071106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8sUnA3oI/AAAAAAAAAyc/zJYWUOI0Z_Q/s320/Photo2315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stir-fried kangkong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8sUnA3pI/AAAAAAAAAyk/H6m5gGCnO30/s1600-h/Photo2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046909387071122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8sUnA3pI/AAAAAAAAAyk/H6m5gGCnO30/s320/Photo2318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you tiao with fish meat filling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Star of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MEnA3gI/AAAAAAAAAxc/a8hDWmzdKOU/s1600-h/Photo2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046355336289794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MEnA3gI/AAAAAAAAAxc/a8hDWmzdKOU/s320/Photo2320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chilli crab!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MUnA3hI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zDvg9fVQcY8/s1600-h/Photo2322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046359631257106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MUnA3hI/AAAAAAAAAxk/zDvg9fVQcY8/s320/Photo2322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can we not have the crispy man tous with the gravy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MUnA3iI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SaUax3NwjQs/s1600-h/Photo2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046359631257122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8MUnA3iI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SaUax3NwjQs/s320/Photo2323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8M0nA3jI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9b4-88P5D3E/s1600-h/Photo2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046368221191730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8M0nA3jI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9b4-88P5D3E/s320/Photo2326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dessert:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8M0nA3jI/AAAAAAAAAx0/9b4-88P5D3E/s1600-h/Photo2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8M0nA3kI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yoLhQhK8wNw/s1600-h/Photo2338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185046368221191746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T8M0nA3kI/AAAAAAAAAx8/yoLhQhK8wNw/s320/Photo2338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all food and drinks excluding sushi and cake are from Safra(NSRCC), Tanah Merah (Jumbo Seafood).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;want to go and eat call me! im a member @ Safra so got 10% discount!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks butt! enjoyable time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its bedtime for me already, if not i'll be late for school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4071992973390686045?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4071992973390686045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4071992973390686045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4071992973390686045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4071992973390686045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/04/3rd-and-4th-april-are-dates-for.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_T9GUnA3sI/AAAAAAAAAy8/jNT6EOY5KZ0/s72-c/Photo2308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-1860209756757486554</id><published>2008-04-01T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:36:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do u love eating prawns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you would want to try to prepare this simple and fuss free home-baked garlic prawns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPHknA3bI/AAAAAAAAAw0/28Raweal4VU/s1600-h/Photo025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184293112561851826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPHknA3bI/AAAAAAAAAw0/28Raweal4VU/s320/Photo025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you would need to prepare prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPIUnA3cI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ovvHhuVZtJg/s1600-h/Photo024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184293125446753730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPIUnA3cI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ovvHhuVZtJg/s320/Photo024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) preferably this size (if not the fillings will drop out)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPI0nA3dI/AAAAAAAAAxE/NVIXC8fil8M/s1600-h/Photo026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184293134036688338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPI0nA3dI/AAAAAAAAAxE/NVIXC8fil8M/s320/Photo026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) slit the prawns open (erm, i dont know whats that part of the prawn called but its where people usually slit the prawns open).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the base: depending on your preferences, you can choose to either spread butter, margarine or planta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garlic: depending on your preferences, like whether you like it in chunky bits or if you dont, you can choose to grind it (so that it would not be so spicy when you bite onto it when eating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread on the base that you chose, then sprinkle on the garlic bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrap the prawns in aluminium foil like a present (because once baked, the butter will melt and the sauce will flow out of the prawns ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) pop the aluminium foiled-prawns into the oven for a full 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPJEnA3eI/AAAAAAAAAxM/_ZpJ21wj2uc/s1600-h/Photo027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184293138331655650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPJEnA3eI/AAAAAAAAAxM/_ZpJ21wj2uc/s320/Photo027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its done (we never wrap it up so the juices all wasted, it will be ideal to dip the prawns onto the buttery sauce before devouring it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPJknA3fI/AAAAAAAAAxU/21uqeTlVU-s/s1600-h/Photo029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184293146921590258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R_JPJknA3fI/AAAAAAAAAxU/21uqeTlVU-s/s320/Photo029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) enjoy your fresh-juicy-tender-sweet prawns! (perfect with a cup of florida orange juice - personal preference la :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: photos taken with my mum's hp camera. super clear isnt it? those who are interested, the model is samsung G800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did something stupid today. i went to buy some chap-pa-lang stuffs after sch and i was holding on to my purse and hp (i didnt bring my bag with me). soon i was making my rounds buying stuffs that i need and went to my car after that. to my horror, i found out that my hp was nowhere in sight! somemore i had already driven my car out of my lot preparing to make my way home. so i parked back and after making sure the hp was indeed not with me, i frantically traced my steps backwards and think where is the first shop i went to. alas! i had actually placed my hp at the cashier while taking out cash for payment. then i left without taking it! so i ran back to the shop - er, run 3 steps walk 2 steps la i was wearing skirt what. then i went in and asked auntie if she had seen my hp at the counter. she said no - my heart sank. then i looked around the shop, really not in sight. then i was thinking if someone took it while they were making payment. then i was contemplating borrowing phone from the auntie to call my number (i never did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once i reached home, i called back, nobody answered the phone. of cause la, who so stupid answer the phone after stealing it? so i called singtel and reported a loss. haiz, i guess i will be hp-less for the time being. so friends, if you need to call me, call my house ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody got a phone to spare?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. heehee. ya so the story is not true. not 100% true at least. it was true up to the part i said i wanted to borrow the phone from the auntie. then continuing the story, i think the auntie was scared that i would make a police report or something then she went on to a story on how people also left things in her shop and how she will keep for them and she repeated the same things many many times. i wanted to hurry up and go and look for it elsewhere and i politely thanked her and wanted to hurriedly rush out liao but she didnt want to stop talking so i cannot just leave like that. that would be rude, aint it? but thanks to the auntie who kept talking to me, i suddenly remembered that after i had finished making payment, i grabbed my phone and slip it into the plastic bag of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super =.=' can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i walked out of the shop, i dont know whether to laugh or hit myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt - always slip your belongings into your pockets or something. dont leave it lying around. you never know when you might just forget to take it with you when you leave (and give yourself such a scare of the century - so many contact details inside). oh ya and back up your contact numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pockets? hmm... you can try squeezing it into your socks or kiap-ing it under your armpits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1860209756757486554?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1860209756757486554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7441404108305321804</id><published>2008-03-31T02:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T03:30:07.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lKUnA3SI/AAAAAAAAAvs/35KLmDo7sh4/s1600-h/Photo2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183613661620526370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lKUnA3SI/AAAAAAAAAvs/35KLmDo7sh4/s320/Photo2255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lKknA3TI/AAAAAAAAAv0/tZ8tZatG0cw/s1600-h/Photo2257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183613665915493682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lKknA3TI/AAAAAAAAAv0/tZ8tZatG0cw/s320/Photo2257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seafood horfun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lK0nA3UI/AAAAAAAAAv8/SS0wd2iH1fA/s1600-h/Photo2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183613670210460994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lK0nA3UI/AAAAAAAAAv8/SS0wd2iH1fA/s320/Photo2258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh~ huiru doesnt know i snapped her food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lLUnA3VI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Ge2KVLUbIVo/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183613678800395602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lLUnA3VI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Ge2KVLUbIVo/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot had XO flavoured fried rice w/o the taste of XO. the rice tastes pretty nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lLUnA3WI/AAAAAAAAAwM/58Yzsym33tw/s1600-h/Photo2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183613678800395618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lLUnA3WI/AAAAAAAAAwM/58Yzsym33tw/s320/Photo2262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drink - called frosty fruit juice or smething, was super sour (but its nice) cus i ordered lemon flavour. just as well, cus the cake's pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnUnA3XI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xwah1NmEIRA/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183614159836732786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnUnA3XI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xwah1NmEIRA/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stubborn ms shoot who ordered espresso (double shot smemre) - didnt manage to sleep the following night and also had the runs in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_l7UnA3aI/AAAAAAAAAws/_nAUC6PeaP4/s1600-h/Photo2281A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183614503434116514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_l7UnA3aI/AAAAAAAAAws/_nAUC6PeaP4/s320/Photo2281A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnknA3YI/AAAAAAAAAwc/s3I91z3zQvM/s1600-h/Photo2284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183614164131700098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnknA3YI/AAAAAAAAAwc/s3I91z3zQvM/s320/Photo2284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i look super ugly with my specs. aiya not that i look very nice w/o it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnknA3ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/vSj_WGW9MBE/s1600-h/467335392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183614164131700114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lnknA3ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/vSj_WGW9MBE/s320/467335392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my! i am falling in love all over with him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7441404108305321804?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7441404108305321804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7441404108305321804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7441404108305321804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7441404108305321804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/seafood-horfun.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-_lKUnA3SI/AAAAAAAAAvs/35KLmDo7sh4/s72-c/Photo2255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-8164871276758533698</id><published>2008-03-29T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:38:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got caught&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i kena summon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3ROEnA3RI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0dbEF6vf_vQ/s1600-h/Photo2279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183028785859058962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3ROEnA3RI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0dbEF6vf_vQ/s320/Photo2279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i never put enough coupons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so got fined 10 bucks. maybe u all wanna try buying 4D on my car plate number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LS-ed yesterday and today morning. dont know whats wrong with what i ate. ms shoot LS-ed too. so im wondering if its the food that we ate or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this morning i went marketing with mummy and maid again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know for whatever reasons but theres a huge crowd today. a lot of people. so i dropped mummy and maid off first while i search for a parking lot. dont have, so i just stopped by the side and waited. waited and waited for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q70nA3OI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z1ijzmQM3tU/s1600-h/Photo2276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183028472326446306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q70nA3OI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z1ijzmQM3tU/s320/Photo2276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the flower? &lt;em&gt;wo deng dao hua er ye xie liao. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i found a lot and went to meet mum. shes been waiting at the fish stall for a very long time already. then next to the fish stall is a fruits stall and the grapes there looks fresh and nice so mum asked if i wanted to get it. i did, because i had a sudden craving for grapes. haha. so mum went back to the fish stall and queue while i stood there and made payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know what i did? after making payment and receiving my change, i walked off! lol! after 2 steps later then remember that i haven take my grapes! the uncle laughed and my mum shaked her head. haha. since everywhere also long queue so we went off our seperate ways, i buying breakfast, mummy waiting for fish and maid went to buy vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after im done, went to look for mum, then alas! stomachache sia! my #1 enemy when im outside. the pain is excruciating la. i thought it will go away after awhile but no, then mum asked if i wanted to go toilet but im only comfortable in my own toilet. so i went home first, then went back to fetch mummy and maid again. today's weather so damn hot and the poor 2 of them had to stand in the sun and wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q8EnA3PI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1ycSIzednlw/s1600-h/Photo2275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183028476621413618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q8EnA3PI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1ycSIzednlw/s320/Photo2275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! its dao hway zui again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum asked if i bought the cold or the hot one. i bought the cold one - then mum said dad always buy the hot one, cause it will be thicker, then come home just put in the fridge. haha she says that this is done by people who never go marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q8EnA3QI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dpRiHCzY3g4/s1600-h/Photo2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183028476621413634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3Q8EnA3QI/AAAAAAAAAvc/dpRiHCzY3g4/s320/Photo2274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my breakfast. so long never eat chao mian. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought mum samsung G800 for her bdae. because its pretty new so the batteries and desktop charger not available yet but she placed orders for them already. after breakfast, mum called to enquire if they are available. it has, so i fetched her to Century Square to pick it up. but go all the way there, dont have. aiyo, internally dont know got what miscommunication la. but should confirm everything then ask people collect right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw mr uncle summon! i was waiting at a place for mum which doesnt really allow cars to park there (but i never park la, im in the car ma and lots of people do that too) and for so many times that i've been waiting there i've never seen people coming to issue summons before. so of course i drove off and went on a round! haha. looks like im fated to meet up with auntie and uncle summons this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, i really got a gut feeling that my car plate will appear in today's 4D results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-3ROEnA3RI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0dbEF6vf_vQ/s72-c/Photo2279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-8749073413586050253</id><published>2008-03-27T19:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:54:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had some random thoughts in the midst of the POA revision lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross: a slang term meaning disgusting or grotesque.&lt;br /&gt;(extracted from wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why the term 'gross profits'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profits supposed to be something that everyone wants to see on their financial statements right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone tear a piece of foolscap paper out without making any sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if u can ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hated today's lecture hall. super uncomfortable can (the kind that we used in poly). table so small, pencil box oso no space to put (but i managed to squeeze in prelim paper, slides, foolscap, 1 pen, 1 pencil, 1 ruler, a box of cranberry sweets haha). movements so restricted, later move abit only everything drop onto the floor. sit there whole day whole body ache sia. luckily no more this lecture hall! its back to the normal ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really tired today. slept around 4 plus yesterday. tossed and turned for hours. i think im really suffering from insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew this at the lecture @ 4.30pm when i really switched off, cannot absorb anymore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDMknA3GI/AAAAAAAAAuM/y_xwwJAMdss/s1600-h/Photo2244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380048228867170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDMknA3GI/AAAAAAAAAuM/y_xwwJAMdss/s320/Photo2244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extreme left above the smiley face : 10am&lt;br /&gt;extreme right above the sad face: 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how my mood changes throughout the whole lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever mention before how much i like Nong Shim's ramen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDM0nA3HI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Vb-D6xQQtfo/s1600-h/Photo2233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380052523834482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDM0nA3HI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Vb-D6xQQtfo/s320/Photo2233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNEnA3II/AAAAAAAAAuc/K4Ru2rtB0KU/s1600-h/Photo2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380056818801794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNEnA3II/AAAAAAAAAuc/K4Ru2rtB0KU/s320/Photo2235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, it comes with a plastic fork so can throw after eating! no washing up needed! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, this is what my mum brought back from the malaysia airport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNEnA3JI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qXNIvEHnnKY/s1600-h/Photo2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380056818801810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNEnA3JI/AAAAAAAAAuk/qXNIvEHnnKY/s320/Photo2232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNUnA3KI/AAAAAAAAAus/l6k6Ajt_rXU/s1600-h/Photo2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380061113769122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDNUnA3KI/AAAAAAAAAus/l6k6Ajt_rXU/s320/Photo2237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDa0nA3LI/AAAAAAAAAu0/L20EQRfKFHo/s1600-h/Photo2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380293042003122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDa0nA3LI/AAAAAAAAAu0/L20EQRfKFHo/s320/Photo2239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if im not wrong, i believe we dont have any form of packaging and flavour of this kind in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice, taste almost like the original one except that its sweeter cause its white chocolate. what i dont really like is the cocoa powder sprinkled onto it. makes eating it messy. u have to hold a piece of tissue underneath unless you are planning to hold a chocolate buffet for the ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its time to do what i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8749073413586050253?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8749073413586050253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=8749073413586050253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8749073413586050253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8749073413586050253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-had-some-random-thoughts-in-midst-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-uDMknA3GI/AAAAAAAAAuM/y_xwwJAMdss/s72-c/Photo2244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-24563652717679442</id><published>2008-03-26T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:58:36.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really really cannot believe that i actually dreamt of *this person* yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like so damn real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even had a conversation with *this person* and i can still remember what we talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i still can remember that a few days back, i dreamt that i was told i had to wait for 2 hours for my placed order of fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours for a cup of fruit juice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i must be really thirsty in my dream and ordered 10 litres worth of fruit juice - thats why it had to take so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming is so fun la - keeps myself entertained even when im sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when i had nonsensical ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tickled my very own bones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-24563652717679442?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/24563652717679442/comments/default' title='Post 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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-28840039.post-7653976062377992879</id><published>2008-03-25T05:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T06:04:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually fell asleep so early in my 20+ years of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha must be scratching your head as to whats so great about sleeping so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have a reputation for the upside down clock in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so super tired that i dozed off just like that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to realise that i never even switch off my lappy and lights when i woke up for toilet break 3 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste electricity la (haha its wad my bro always will say to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not the earliest record so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earliest record is last tuesday. i was sitting on my bed watching the 9pm show when i switched off completely in the middle of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, 7hrs (ok 6 bcus of the lunch break) long lecture no joke la, especially when u have 3 consecutive days of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down: im still left with 5 overseas revision workshops and 4 local ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i better go back and sleep alr, if not i'll sleep even earlier at 8pm tml or worse, sleep in front of the lecturer tml or rather, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, the toilet trip make me wide awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7653976062377992879?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-5520258578452330381</id><published>2008-03-24T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:23:00.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was having soup just now when i was suddenly reminded of the soup scene in Rule #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red and thick soup which had condiments of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err i better not say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg so disgusting la (luckily i haven had my dinner b4 the movie that day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puts me off soups for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love soups like mad ( i have to drink soup everyday, if not i'll feel uncomfortable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking abt soups, the soup i had for dinner just now is so yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotus root soup boiled with dried scallops, dried cuttlefish and pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dried cuttlefish (which mum brought back from macau) makes so much difference to the soup compared to the ones bought in spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the soup sold in SIM's canteen is very nice too (i had it for lunch today - haha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could do with another bowl of soup now, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5520258578452330381?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5520258578452330381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5520258578452330381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5520258578452330381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5520258578452330381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-having-soup-just-now-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-2314236113313812395</id><published>2008-03-22T22:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:00:02.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the next time you see me, i will be a 1000kg woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UV_UnA3EI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zn52Og_Gtsg/s1600-h/Photo2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180571123967908930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UV_UnA3EI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zn52Og_Gtsg/s320/Photo2205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UV_0nA3FI/AAAAAAAAAuE/v9uPXcrfrdY/s1600-h/25112007027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180571132557843538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UV_0nA3FI/AAAAAAAAAuE/v9uPXcrfrdY/s320/25112007027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVp0nA2_I/AAAAAAAAAtU/55DtYKTMPbE/s1600-h/Photo2206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180570754600721394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVp0nA2_I/AAAAAAAAAtU/55DtYKTMPbE/s320/Photo2206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haagen dazs fondue is much much nicer than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVqUnA3AI/AAAAAAAAAtc/i4q2Huuae1E/s1600-h/Photo2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180570763190656002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVqUnA3AI/AAAAAAAAAtc/i4q2Huuae1E/s320/Photo2209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this drink. super duper refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVqknA3BI/AAAAAAAAAtk/1LfNUpDjFN8/s1600-h/Photo2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180570767485623314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVqknA3BI/AAAAAAAAAtk/1LfNUpDjFN8/s320/Photo2207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishballs that bounces like ping pong balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always have the trouble of losing your pens? fret not! your save star (jiu xing) is here!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVrEnA3CI/AAAAAAAAAts/v1wGQJhApnA/s1600-h/Photo2210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180570776075557922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVrEnA3CI/AAAAAAAAAts/v1wGQJhApnA/s320/Photo2210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super XL pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comparing the sizes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVrEnA3DI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wpURA0jK3Qk/s1600-h/Photo2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180570776075557938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UVrEnA3DI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wpURA0jK3Qk/s320/Photo2211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;available @ Action City (err, the blue pen sold seperately).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Retail therapy is super &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to contribute to the economy and make myself happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but seriously, even after therapy-ing, i still dont feel 'normally' happy at all. wanted to buy alot of things, but luckily i didnt because i know i am buying on impulse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so, what on earth is exactly wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2314236113313812395?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2314236113313812395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2314236113313812395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2314236113313812395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2314236113313812395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/next-time-you-see-me-i-will-be-1000kg.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-UV_UnA3EI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Zn52Og_Gtsg/s72-c/Photo2205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-4469826383111095998</id><published>2008-03-20T23:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:16:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think this blog is gonna be more of a food blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJDEnA26I/AAAAAAAAAss/nKtfM81KHLM/s1600-h/Photo2181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179853207299480482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJDEnA26I/AAAAAAAAAss/nKtfM81KHLM/s320/Photo2181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJDknA27I/AAAAAAAAAs0/QxmcQbe_2tQ/s1600-h/Photo2182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179853215889415090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJDknA27I/AAAAAAAAAs0/QxmcQbe_2tQ/s320/Photo2182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJEUnA28I/AAAAAAAAAs8/aIcLLGNvGTQ/s1600-h/Photo2185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179853228774316994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJEUnA28I/AAAAAAAAAs8/aIcLLGNvGTQ/s320/Photo2185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJEknA29I/AAAAAAAAAtE/rAi5ZExZDak/s1600-h/Photo2186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179853233069284306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJEknA29I/AAAAAAAAAtE/rAi5ZExZDak/s320/Photo2186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJFEnA2-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/CXcGny4Yf6g/s1600-h/Photo2187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179853241659218914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJFEnA2-I/AAAAAAAAAtM/CXcGny4Yf6g/s320/Photo2187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcUnA21I/AAAAAAAAAsE/pmw_bVLqH7A/s1600-h/Photo2188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179852541579549522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcUnA21I/AAAAAAAAAsE/pmw_bVLqH7A/s320/Photo2188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcknA22I/AAAAAAAAAsM/4NjTuWs2ZZ8/s1600-h/Photo2189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179852545874516834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcknA22I/AAAAAAAAAsM/4NjTuWs2ZZ8/s320/Photo2189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcknA23I/AAAAAAAAAsU/thBsyEohSzE/s1600-h/Photo2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179852545874516850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIcknA23I/AAAAAAAAAsU/thBsyEohSzE/s320/Photo2184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIc0nA25I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Vljna5WbRcs/s1600-h/Photo2192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179852550169484178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KIc0nA25I/AAAAAAAAAsk/Vljna5WbRcs/s320/Photo2192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH2knA2wI/AAAAAAAAArc/WfQRg1WNb_Q/s1600-h/Photo2193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179851893039487746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH2knA2wI/AAAAAAAAArc/WfQRg1WNb_Q/s320/Photo2193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH2knA2xI/AAAAAAAAArk/Dc6YTjq7Dho/s1600-h/Photo2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179851893039487762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH2knA2xI/AAAAAAAAArk/Dc6YTjq7Dho/s320/Photo2194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH20nA2yI/AAAAAAAAArs/9cK59HJjB1U/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179851897334455074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH20nA2yI/AAAAAAAAArs/9cK59HJjB1U/s320/DSC01064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH3UnA2zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/RPowcRomBhU/s1600-h/DSC01068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179851905924389682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH3UnA2zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/RPowcRomBhU/s320/DSC01068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to vomit after consuming all that food. super bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt for the day: never go out on a holiday eve. parkway's sakae super crowded with a queue, so went over to marina which had an even longer queue. so we decided to wait and until 8 plus then we had our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, it was a great makaning session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt,&lt;br /&gt;1st week in april:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to the waiter): can we have 6 crab claws pls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH3knA20I/AAAAAAAAAr8/n7S-LMNlhC4/s1600-h/Photo2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179851910219356994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KH3knA20I/AAAAAAAAAr8/n7S-LMNlhC4/s320/Photo2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im ending my day with a very narcissist pic of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KG1knA2rI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8zD4RPb89Y0/s1600-h/Photo2193.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im sick and tired of it and i had enough. its all gonna stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i. mean. it.&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/28840039-4469826383111095998?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4469826383111095998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4469826383111095998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4469826383111095998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4469826383111095998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-this-blog-is-gonna-be-more-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R-KJDEnA26I/AAAAAAAAAss/nKtfM81KHLM/s72-c/Photo2181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-4100145901483843622</id><published>2008-03-19T17:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:51:03.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1) -- --- ------- ----.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) -- --- -------.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) -- --- ---- ------ ------ ----- -----. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) ---- -- -- ------ ----------.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it all SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im already very tired from sch and all these had to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im definitely not in the best of moods now.&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/28840039-4100145901483843622?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4100145901483843622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4100145901483843622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4100145901483843622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4100145901483843622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-3054153962562033167</id><published>2008-03-17T16:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:59:34.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a pre-celebration for mum on sat, with buffet at home instead of the original plan of gg out to eat. we tried a new caterer for the buffet but erm only some of the dishes were nice. so i think we will stick to our current one for now. due to some miscommunication, we had 2 cakes on that day! haha. and guess what my aunt ordered???&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wKr4LO4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/uRbSeRANL-I/s1600-h/PICT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178629581657815938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wKr4LO4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/uRbSeRANL-I/s320/PICT0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a BIKINI cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! we nv expected my aunt to order this la haha. then everybody's attention was on the cake, talking about the cup sizes la, the g-string la wahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wK74LO5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/qYu-3H0jJXM/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178629585952783250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wK74LO5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/qYu-3H0jJXM/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R941e74LPEI/AAAAAAAAApc/MM9ys6YyZvQ/s1600-h/PICT0039a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178635427108305986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R941e74LPEI/AAAAAAAAApc/MM9ys6YyZvQ/s320/PICT0039a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend and girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178629594542717858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wLb4LO6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/C4UeJDBBptQ/s320/PICT0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and her sec sch bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178629603132652466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wL74LO7I/AAAAAAAAAoU/F8pptb312lQ/s320/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's favourite pandan kaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad she like the gift we bought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! and shes now at Goodwood Park having high tea with her friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that she had enjoyed herself and had a very happy birthday this year and for the many years more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycb4LO9I/AAAAAAAAAok/VUaD0hPCb4g/s1600-h/Photo2145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178632085623749586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycb4LO9I/AAAAAAAAAok/VUaD0hPCb4g/s320/Photo2145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lime me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super nice drink. luckily the pineapple breeze was unavailable if not i wouldnt have ordered this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94z3r4LPBI/AAAAAAAAApE/rmYvCjdw6BM/s1600-h/DSC00287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178633653286812690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94z3r4LPBI/AAAAAAAAApE/rmYvCjdw6BM/s320/DSC00287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spice me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two words - sedaplicious and spicylicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for some Daytona-ing afterwards and we made a new discovery. driving does make u hungry. and guess wad? less than 3 hrs after we had lunch (which we had like 4plus), we had dinner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94z3r4LPCI/AAAAAAAAApM/5J9iuqGloMA/s1600-h/DSC00304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178633653286812706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94z3r4LPCI/AAAAAAAAApM/5J9iuqGloMA/s320/DSC00304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popeye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, hands super oily so went to the washroom and washed up. then this vainpot (ooops =X) ms shoot started examining hair and so on. then take out hairbrush to comb her hair. i got nothing to do so i whipped out my hp and snapped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycr4LO_I/AAAAAAAAAo0/_3N9Y2-HyKs/s1600-h/Photo2149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178632089918716914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycr4LO_I/AAAAAAAAAo0/_3N9Y2-HyKs/s320/Photo2149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finished combing and wants to take a pic with her hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycr4LPAI/AAAAAAAAAo8/5P7B4aKkyvg/s1600-h/Photo2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178632089918716930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94ycr4LPAI/AAAAAAAAAo8/5P7B4aKkyvg/s320/Photo2150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official! i can eat faster than any army guy! today's morning lesson ended late at 11.45am. our next lesson is 12pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jasmine and i hurried to megabites (which had no crowd ~ phew) and ordered our food. ard 11.55am we finished up and left! super fast rite? haha. of cus we didnt finish up all clean la, got morsels of food left on our plates. we managed to squeeze in a toilet trip before making it just in time for the lesson! wahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super no fun having lesson straight after lunch. both of us on the verge of sleeping sia. i was liquid-ing my words where i suddenly nodded off and ended up liquid-ing the spaces where i didnt write any words at all. super tired today. macro ended late too today and so we had straight 7hrs of lessons today with 15mins break in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i want to go and read my cleo already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3054153962562033167?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3054153962562033167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3054153962562033167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3054153962562033167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3054153962562033167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-mummy-we-had-pre.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R94wKr4LO4I/AAAAAAAAAn8/uRbSeRANL-I/s72-c/PICT0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-8087984679463045344</id><published>2008-03-15T00:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:39:15.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am craving for the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qikL4LO0I/AAAAAAAAAnc/FhZEhU5CEIU/s1600-h/Photo2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177629464163203906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qikL4LO0I/AAAAAAAAAnc/FhZEhU5CEIU/s320/Photo2110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dao hway zui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qikr4LO1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/B_TW6IcWMvI/s1600-h/Photo2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177629472753138514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qikr4LO1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/B_TW6IcWMvI/s320/Photo2111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold ramen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qik74LO2I/AAAAAAAAAns/_Ue_bkha62U/s1600-h/Photo2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177629477048105826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qik74LO2I/AAAAAAAAAns/_Ue_bkha62U/s320/Photo2112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desserty ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qky74LO3I/AAAAAAAAAn0/IVVwmHDN4rg/s1600-h/DSC03266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177631916589529970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qky74LO3I/AAAAAAAAAn0/IVVwmHDN4rg/s320/DSC03266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or no, maybe the fondue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yeah i sound like a pregnant woman again...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michael scofield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8087984679463045344?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8087984679463045344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=8087984679463045344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8087984679463045344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8087984679463045344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-craving-for-dao-hway-zui.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9qikL4LO0I/AAAAAAAAAnc/FhZEhU5CEIU/s72-c/Photo2110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-667216151370178599</id><published>2008-03-13T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T14:47:43.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am currently watching Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch until i dreamt that i was on the run too - hiding inside the longkang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a superb drama and Michael Scofield (Wentworth Miller) was so clever and cool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the kan chiong-ness mode for most parts of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show's pretty addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tink im gonna finish the season 1 and 2 by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so that i can start on my revision again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that makes me queasy and disgusted are the violent scenes where the guys are threatening each other, having riots etc - the scenes are gross (michael had his little toe cut off, eeew). and its like u are the one being inflicted by the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do watch it if u happen to chance upon it, or when u want to try running away and hiding in longkangs in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey Anatomy's next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-667216151370178599?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/667216151370178599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=667216151370178599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176749064587000626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9eB2L4LOzI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-t0T63WXMdE/s320/DSC03266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slurps*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6611409469372006402?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6611409469372006402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6611409469372006402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6611409469372006402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6611409469372006402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/slurps.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R9eB0L4LOvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/CSEARoe0pxw/s72-c/DSC03260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7963765997197054263</id><published>2008-03-11T06:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T06:39:18.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms shoot ask me to drink cough syrup to help me fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anything happens ah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be overdose of cough syrup liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then u all know who to find liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching a super out-dated comedy movie that i didnt know why i didnt watched it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super funny can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tickled me to the core man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to supress all my giggling to myself, cus if i burst out really loud, everybody would be awoken up by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to burst out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a fun time typing the haha(s)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7963765997197054263?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-6537842682566897766</id><published>2008-03-11T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T04:42:07.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 weeks of consecutive late night revisions practically turned my biological clock topsy-turvy. almost everyday i slept at 6am. i also dont know why, but i tend to concentrate better at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 6am on sunday and woke up at 8am. and became very sleepy when sitting on my seat waiting for the question papers to be distributed. luckily i became wide awake when doing the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(drats, i always change my originally correct answer into something else that is wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i will sleep for at least 24 hours when i reached home. but even till now, i still had difficulty going into dreamland. im becoming an owl - as what van calls me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also think that theres something wrong with me, because nowadays i had to spend at least 1 hour tossing and turning before i can really sleep. and sometimes i woke up with a start for no reason. and i also dreamt about alot of things these few days. maybe i need to ask my mother to sew those 'bean bags' for me to put on my tummy - like how the newborn babies sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to change my clock back to the normal mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not now, hoho. in 2 hours' time im gonna fetch bro to the mrt and am going marketing with my maid. haha. my favourite yummilicious dao hway zui (soya bean drink) im coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have heart problems - 心事.&lt;br /&gt;it has to do with the hole in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its gradually filling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am crossing my fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6537842682566897766?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6537842682566897766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6537842682566897766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6537842682566897766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6537842682566897766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-weeks-of-consecutive-late-night.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-3118185507994120640</id><published>2008-03-07T09:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:57:28.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dreamt that i had a tummy ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to wake up and realise that im really having a tummy ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think i was waiting for the toilet in my dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3118185507994120640?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-506459871925326583</id><published>2008-03-04T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:48:26.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i put it into &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-506459871925326583?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/506459871925326583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=506459871925326583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/506459871925326583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/506459871925326583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/erm-how-do-i-put-it-into-words.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-7498076071681444151</id><published>2008-03-03T23:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:21:35.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha! im back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back from? my depression! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ya, im no longer depressed alr. but i realli hope such things dun ever happen again in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want to say a big &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to those who gave me encouragements via tags or sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank you, my friends. i realli appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;loves! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but i still think i'll get jittery from 06-03 to 10-03).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more week and i'll have my temporary freedom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8wbBxTbaII/AAAAAAAAAmk/rqWVTPu_Qpk/s1600-h/Photo2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539789170501762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8wbBxTbaII/AAAAAAAAAmk/rqWVTPu_Qpk/s320/Photo2047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im craving for desserts now. esp brownie la, fresh fruit fondue etc! aiyo i sound like a pregnant woman. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;theres a new horror movie coming out too! whoppie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 week 1 week 1 week is all it takes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8wdRRTbaJI/AAAAAAAAAms/T_1CjTF19HA/s1600-h/Photo2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173542254481729682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8wdRRTbaJI/AAAAAAAAAms/T_1CjTF19HA/s320/Photo2101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mum came all the way up to my room and gave me this to drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thanks mum and dad 4 everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;loves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7498076071681444151?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7498076071681444151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7498076071681444151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7498076071681444151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7498076071681444151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha-im-back-back-from-my-depression.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8wbBxTbaII/AAAAAAAAAmk/rqWVTPu_Qpk/s72-c/Photo2047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2869650545537463897</id><published>2008-02-28T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T01:03:14.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so depressed that i duno where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it all started when i woke up this morning. already i felt that idiotic stomach-churning feeling again. then on the way to sch my whole brain went blank and i felt like crying alr. though it was not 100% that i know for all chpts but i realli put in my best for all that i know alr. the moment i flipped the exam paper, i knew it was all over. it looks as if i sat for an arabic language paper. it was totally different from wad we had practiced and done in class as well as at home. i wanted to faint sia. so i sat there and force myself to think and write some things out for the whole 3 hours. i realli squeezed my brain juice dry. lots of ppl left after the compulsory one hr. even the past exam questions that i did is not like that. totally made me go into depression sia. i duno wad im gg to do for the rest of the papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i can even get one mark for the whole paper, i will be luffing my ass off. thats hw difficult the paper is. kns. and one thing i dun like is that if u write 5 pages or less they may not even mark ur paper at all. cus they say its meaningless. at least mus let ppl c if what they wrote was correct wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanted to tell my mum abt this, but i didnt wan to stress her with all the stresses that shes already having. its realli nt easy being in her position. she has lots of things to handle. shes very worried that i may study till i go mad - cus i cope myself in the room the whole day to study. and one thing im very grateful is that my parents nv give me any form of stress at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as liting says, the worst has yet to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno how i am gg to survive for the next 3mths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im realli worried for my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its not possible to not put stress upon myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the thought of quitting sch and giving up once, no twice went through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i've decided that i wun gif up. even if i take 10 yrs to graduate from sim, i still will continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for now, i still need some time to jump out from the cf paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chocolates from the petrol kiosk that i bought just now doesnt help me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what i need, i guess, are shoulders, ears and maybe some tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2869650545537463897?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2869650545537463897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2869650545537463897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2869650545537463897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2869650545537463897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-depressed-that-i-duno-where-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-8875759777274110810</id><published>2008-02-27T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T00:43:26.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im dying from information overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im super sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i tink i can oli sleep at 6am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i last took an exam. tests not realli counted cus coverage not as wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very afraid of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;failing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8875759777274110810?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-28840039.post-3561127642461399567</id><published>2008-02-26T00:35:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T02:23:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its my break time! so im here to tou lan. didnt want to touch the scv remote. later i 3am then resume my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, after reading ms shoot's tag, i decided that the topic of this post will be on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my study table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i duno if this table was moved over to this hse from our ex-hse when moving here, but judging on the wear and tear, im quite certain it is. &lt;/span&gt;if thats realli the case, then this table has been with us for quite a number of years. it accompanied me through my pri &amp;amp; sec sch life, esp for the 3mths of revision for my O levels. i did my 10 year series there, fell asleep on it, maybe oso dripped puddles of my saliva on it while sleeping (eeks!). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im using it for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i use this instead of my original study table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8LzpilKFDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LkE9wai3KPU/s1600-h/Photo2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963217157592114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8LzpilKFDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LkE9wai3KPU/s320/Photo2050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cus no space! haha. my table so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8L3NylKFFI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SNpFvAaH6VM/s1600-h/Photo2053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170967138462733394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8L3NylKFFI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SNpFvAaH6VM/s320/Photo2053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on this chair for long hrs is uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8L4YylKFGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vGj8vkBlQgk/s1600-h/Photo2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170968426952922210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8L4YylKFGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vGj8vkBlQgk/s320/Photo2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this table big enuf for my everything and i get to sit on the bed comfortably!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i sound so... sentimental (???) abt this table? maybe i shall name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its a boy, it will be called &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt; and if its a girl, it will be called &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Table&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super lame and unfunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enuf of my table-ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for my revision again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3561127642461399567?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3561127642461399567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3561127642461399567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3561127642461399567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fetch them later. hope i dun get myself lost at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this phobia feeling is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt help that pms is engulfing me right now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my moods swing faster than u can say the word  'haha'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carn even 'haha' out at all now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6584240874825066218?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6584240874825066218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6584240874825066218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6584240874825066218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6584240874825066218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/yeah-dad-and-mum-are-reaching-spore-in.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-8602607908049223920</id><published>2008-02-24T05:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:01:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after so long on wondering why i canot make changes to my fonts everytime i blog, i finally got the answer today, which is like so ridiculous la. haha. just right in front of me and yet i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still trying my best to finish up as much syllabus as i can for the prelims, which is like climbing up Mount Everest. ntes pilling up as high as it and as i go up (through) higher and higher through the stack, the lesser the supply of oxygen there is, leaving me almost breathless. no joke leh, last time poly 3mths plus i alr want to die. now this one ard 1yr's worth of notes, dunno mus die how many times. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still hafto finish up my cf b4 i can slp, so that i can start on my poa tml. and i set my alarm at 12pm which i defintely will off it and go back to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can sme1 pls install a 72hrs/day system into my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8CS3SlKFCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HCSdYEqWk-Q/s1600-h/Photo2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170293850799477794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8CS3SlKFCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HCSdYEqWk-Q/s320/Photo2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warzone&lt;/span&gt; until end of may.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i do when im taking a break. smetimes for break my hand will stretch and reach for the scv remote... and ya the next 30 mins or so will be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i realli have to hit back on my notes alr. if nt by 12pm oso canot finsh my cf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R8CS3SlKFCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HCSdYEqWk-Q/s72-c/Photo2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-5940034214405920157</id><published>2008-02-17T23:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:09:39.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7hZwilKFBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/K9M2T9THaGA/s1600-h/Photo2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7hZwilKFBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/K9M2T9THaGA/s320/Photo2032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167979262858892306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this pair of heels that i bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the ribbon at the toe area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, but its not so fun walking ard with it the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super nice delicious dinner at Hog's Breath as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its really really high time for me to cram all the exam topics into my stopped-new-year-mood brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a happy happy day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5940034214405920157?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5940034214405920157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5940034214405920157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5940034214405920157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/5940034214405920157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-this-pair-of-heels-that-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7hZwilKFBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/K9M2T9THaGA/s72-c/Photo2032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6494825219031915745</id><published>2008-02-16T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:55:18.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was so tired when i woke up this morning. wanted to skip cf initially and just go for macro. haha but i forced myself to wake up la but i was still late. and so had 6 hrs of lecture today. we were so tired during macro - becus it was straight after lunch! lol. luckily all the writing and drawing of graphs kept us awake. and time passes faster this way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch went to parkway to meet mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am SUPER HAPPY with my purchases!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli super duper euber fuber guber huber happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my hp has given up on me. totally gone haywired. either they ask me to insert sim card (when i didnt even touch for like since i bought the phone?), or my conversations got ended abruptly, or my conversation with others alwis ended in pieces and many more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of the samsung one or the nokia one, but i finally decided on N82. wanted to go buy today, but a lot of ppl. then also a tad ex leh. 800+ leh w/o contract. i can upgrade 1 yr la but dun tink will be much lesser. so i decided to wait till march b4 i go buy it. hopefully by then it can drop by a hundred or so and by then i can upgrade 2 yrs of subscription liao.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel a bit bad abt this leh, haiya how to say lah, just dun feel to gd abt this. first and last time anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soooooooooooooooooo tired. im in need of 24hrs of slp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28840039.post-8616904685112202906</id><published>2008-02-15T03:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:39:07.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;(which is abt 4hrs late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished clearing everything after praying to Tee Gong (Tian Gong). and spend somewhat like 1 hr being a detective with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very long day today. woke up early in the morning (i oli slept at 4 plus in the morning) for the eRev thingy. super funny la when we are choosing the timetable, cus we didnt want the same thing to happen again (when we are choosing our very first class timetable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after conferencing, it was 8.35am when i hit back the pillows. alas, carn fall aslp immediately. so drag and drag until dunno wad time then slp. then woke up late for the lecture. at first was so tired that i didnt want to go but i forced myself la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! i received my V day's pressie in sch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7SgDClKE_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/RauA6xuVbOU/s1600-h/Photo2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7SgDClKE_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/RauA6xuVbOU/s320/Photo2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166930646593573874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carn see what it is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7SgKilKFAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/VdMGaO1SHFc/s1600-h/Photo2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7SgKilKFAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/VdMGaO1SHFc/s320/Photo2023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166930775442592770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mini cupcakes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were so cute-tiful la. haha and its handmade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks jasmine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, i drove to a nearby mkt near home to da bao lunch and asked if my bro wants some food. and i saw that theres a new sushi stall! haha! now dun haf to travel all the way to TM to buy sushi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh but hor, the auntie's attitude like not so nice leh. then hor, while she was packing and my back was facing her cause i was choosing sme more, when just nice i turn back and saw her using her baRe hands picking up the sushi piece that had fallen out of its box. i was thinking if i didnt saw that will she ask me to take another box? ya la bad of me to think in this way but... ya base on the circumstances i think she will act as if nth has happened. so it makes me think twice if i want to buy sushi from there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcus i was the oli person in the car and theres no one to hold on to the plastic bag of soup-y stuff, i put it at the passenger's leg rest area. i was so worried that the soup will spill out that i began to check while driving la, and true enuf, soup began to seep out. luckily, i came upon a red light and hurriedly clear the mess and super heng that the soup oli seep out a little and that it was within the leather mat and not the one beneath it - that will be difficult to clean up. i was on the way then to fetch my mum home so i had to endure driving with oli my right hand free. super tedious and the 2 packets of soup super super super heavy. super dangerous la - cus i haven train myself to drive in this way - esp when im doing a turning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was burning joss paper just now when this conversation came up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my stomach was rumbling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to mum: aiya i wan to pang pui (let out some natural gas) alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum to me: terrible (and laughed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to mum: of cus i wun let it out now la, so rude leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum to bro: see, yr sister want to let out natural gas liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro to mum: can say in a more nicer way nt? &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;em&gt;she wants to pollute the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and i: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro super funny la. mum and i laughed till i tink the whole neighbourhood got awoken up by our laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was still feeling a tad guilty that the ending for her wud be this way. but, after watching it just now, i tink our decision is right. gave her too many chances alr. shall not ponder abt it again. 2 more weeks and it'll be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired liao... i want to read my CLEO and go to bed alr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8616904685112202906?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8616904685112202906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=8616904685112202906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8616904685112202906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8616904685112202906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-which-is-abt-4hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7SgDClKE_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/RauA6xuVbOU/s72-c/Photo2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2404460237367868573</id><published>2008-02-13T20:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:48:37.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mum added a new recipe to the sim's family cookbook yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the toothpicks soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she pick up the whole container of toothpicks and poured it into her soup, thinking it was the pepper container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her mind must be bogged down by the 2 maids thingy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is another very long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, its coming to an end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LkVylKE8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jXNkYNxmeKM/s1600-h/Photo2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LkVylKE8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jXNkYNxmeKM/s320/Photo2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166442785553388482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;super yummilicious, available at The Laguna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the food at Laguna are all very nice. wad my family like are the wasabi prawns, peking duck, scallops with brocolli and so on. their yusheng oso very yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this new dish that we tried called the mongolian chicken, which we were told was marinated for 2 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LlMClKE9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/2BmDlYnVAMs/s1600-h/Photo2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LlMClKE9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/2BmDlYnVAMs/s320/Photo2002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166443717561291730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true enough, very nice! how nice? nice until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LlbylKE-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/VJLSwq9sSTA/s1600-h/Photo2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R7LlbylKE-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/VJLSwq9sSTA/s320/Photo2003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166443988144231394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left chicken head oli! i duno where's the backside though... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another very funny thing, becus it was a table for 15 people, the table super huge and when its time for us to toss the yusheng, it was too far for everyone to reach the middle of the table, so what we do is to push the plate ard and toss it! haha. first time tossing it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go Laguna to eat again! hu wants to go with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims is exactly 2 weeks away = trouble for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2404460237367868573?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2404460237367868573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2404460237367868573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2404460237367868573'/><link rel='self' 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and bro yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we came upon a road block on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time since i started to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police just waved me over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was like so super excited abt it la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just pure crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheheheheheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolololololololololololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6851936763429684002?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6851936763429684002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6851936763429684002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6851936763429684002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6851936763429684002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-for-midnight-movie-with-my-cussies.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4260653759176780938</id><published>2008-02-07T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T05:16:00.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i carn fall aslp, in fact i've been tossing and turning for a long time alr. it all started with the sorethroat on mon night, then flu on tue night. i know that im bound to get a fever everytime i get a sorethroat. i went to the toilet just now, i saw my face twice as red as compared to normal days and im haing hot flushes. its alr day 1 of CNY so i didnt want to take any chances. i was still thinking of taking the panadol for fever or the panadol for cold. and was wondering if i cud take one of them each. but i the end i decided to take the one for fever. and i'll pop as many strepsils as i can tml. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its time for the panadols to take effect. i shall go try slping alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll feel better tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pows ang pows here i come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28840039.post-2837170191429557329</id><published>2008-02-06T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:40:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up wif butt for dinner at sakae just now. we ate so much sia (butt, lucky we long long one time like that, if nt all our efforts wasted! lol). as usual crap abt a lot of funny stuffs. after dinner we then went to marks and spencer. in the beginning say wanted to buy this and that and after we arm ourselves with the packets of sinful tidbits, we decided to put them all back! haha. so in the end, we went to guardian to buy the black eye removal cream (butt u use liao oso tell me effective nt k?) i also bought the neutrogena masks. i spend loads again today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt, thanks for ur homemade cookies ya? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home and after bathing helped mum with the red packets, did my mask. and its so irritating that the pimple doesnt want to go away despite me trying lots of methods. arrgh! i wanted it to disappear b4 CNY but i think thats impossible alr. sianz 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;anyone hu has an overnight remedy pls msg me as soon as possible ya, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots, im gg crazy over Lin You Jia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~ &lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the reunion dinner tml. &lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;and everybody win lots of $$$ ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: fellow rabbit-ers, remember not to wear red on the 1st day of CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2837170191429557329?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2837170191429557329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2837170191429557329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2837170191429557329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2837170191429557329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/met-up-wif-butt-for-dinner-at-sakae.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-684153492051725679</id><published>2008-02-02T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:45:57.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i scared the hell out of this little fella:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NSBDWCVmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/eGhpOMSAr-0/s1600-h/n794209429_218361_4874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NSBDWCVmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/eGhpOMSAr-0/s320/n794209429_218361_4874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162059775927801442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cousin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were sharing a bowl of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NTZTWCVnI/AAAAAAAAAk4/nTQU25kl9q0/s1600-h/Photo1911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NTZTWCVnI/AAAAAAAAAk4/nTQU25kl9q0/s320/Photo1911.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162061292051256946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this bowl of seedless grapes is already half-eaten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was asking him as a qns in general if grapes have seeds in them. he said dun haf and i told him have. and then i pointed to the bowl of grapes that we were sharing and said that they have seeds and that why he never spit the seeds out. then i proceeded to tell him that the seeds will grow into a plant out of his head tomorrow. then i kept scaring him with all the details like the roots,stem and fruits that will grow out. haha. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a baddie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got so scared that he bit the grapes into half to check for seeds b4 chewing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i nt so bad until like tat la. of cus i did explain that there are 2 types of grapes. and that it was all a hoax. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we 2 are still very loving la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NZpTWCVoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tRHILvV3Xq8/s1600-h/Photo1924d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NZpTWCVoI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tRHILvV3Xq8/s320/Photo1924d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162068163998930562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NbkzWCVpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BHJUwjOAkc4/s1600-h/Photo1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NbkzWCVpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/BHJUwjOAkc4/s320/Photo1856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162070285712774802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought this the other day. i like the cover design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, im still a kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just telling ms shoot abt the creepy creepy thingy, after hearing hers, all the more im shivering in my heart now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli hafto slp with the lights on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~shivers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-684153492051725679?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/684153492051725679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=684153492051725679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/684153492051725679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/684153492051725679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-i-scared-hell-out-of-this-little.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R6NSBDWCVmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/eGhpOMSAr-0/s72-c/n794209429_218361_4874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-5217340994235462701</id><published>2008-01-31T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:39:12.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched deal or no deal with mum jus now and we decided to enter on the home viewer sms thingy. mum guessed no.5 and wanted to send with her hp but duno y canot. so i send it, twice. and tada! its case no.5!!!!! haha. but the $2388 or $2888 not ours la. cus we sent twice oli. my mum's gut feeling so accurate can. haha maybe i shld ask her to tell me the exam questions for the hot-on-my-heels exams. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro got stuck in camp for the eve and 1st day of CNY. oli can come back on the 2nd day. sadded la. anyway i shall be the guardian of his ang pows till he comes back! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lappy de norton anti-virus which has been strange for the past few weeks, is finally back to normal again! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw smething creepy just now. its realli creeeeeeeeeeeeeppppy. i dun like it. omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------- !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana watch all my movieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its realli time for me to stop playing and to start on some serious studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5217340994235462701?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5217340994235462701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>was at shop &amp; save just now when i had to sneeze. usually when i sneeze i tend to pinch my nose so as to minimise to loudness of my sneezing. haha bro used to tell me that if i always do this my brains will blow out. so i try not to do it at home. ok, back to the topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im at shop &amp; save, wanting to sneeze so i got my fingers ready to pinch my nose. alas - nv pinch properly, so i sort of produced a farting sound. after sneezing, i said 'excuse me' which i think is rather loudly (the whole tissue paper section is empty). then got one uncle near me turned to look at me. bcus the action of sneezing and saying my excuse me happened in a fraction of a second, i duno if he looked at me bcus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) he thot i farted.&lt;br /&gt;2) he thot i said 'excuse me' to him.&lt;br /&gt;3) he thot i farted and said 'excuse me' to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun fart in public de lorz. even if i do, i&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will run away immediately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6360664400569308244?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6360664400569308244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6360664400569308244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6360664400569308244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6360664400569308244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-at-shop-save-just-now-when-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-2701322356561652033</id><published>2008-01-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:32:59.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2701322356561652033?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2701322356561652033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2701322356561652033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2701322356561652033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2701322356561652033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-in-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-205148427573302921</id><published>2008-01-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:07:48.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with ms shoot yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a late lunch at Hot Tomato, located at the basement of PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tKyTWCVgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oi2z3CKM4vg/s1600-h/Photo1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tKyTWCVgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oi2z3CKM4vg/s320/Photo1823.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159800026129651202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tMCzWCVhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hMkM8Uyd2KE/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tMCzWCVhI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hMkM8Uyd2KE/s320/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159801409109120530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went shopping until 6 plus b4 we rushed home, cus i haf tuition. after tuition, we went to have our dinner/supper at katong's 24hr HK cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tN-jWCVjI/AAAAAAAAAkY/t15WkvpK2CY/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tN-jWCVjI/AAAAAAAAAkY/t15WkvpK2CY/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159803535117932082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tNxDWCViI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b-4vpCih7iQ/s1600-h/Photo1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tNxDWCViI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/b-4vpCih7iQ/s320/Photo1825.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159803303189698082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tOdzWCVkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2cMv18DR4nU/s1600-h/Photo1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tOdzWCVkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2cMv18DR4nU/s320/Photo1824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159804071988844098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way home, while driving out of the carpark, there was this car blocking the exit, so i waited for the driver to park into the lot. then its either she has a damn big car if not its that she didnt park in enuf, my car went 'groog groog!' when i was turning to the barrier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#%&amp;$%&amp;#$#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car hit the kerb. maybe its my fault oso la cus i didnt estimate properly. but my car and her car's distance was alr like so near la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz then on the whole journey to ms shoot's hse my heart was like 7 up 8 down can. i was so scared the paint got scraped off. then at red lights i try to adjust my side mirrors see if i can see anything but canot la, hafto get down the car then can see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily nth happened and it was the metal part of the wheel that got scraped off a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to aljunied after sch to run some errands and at the same time pick my cussies up as they were gg to my house. on the way, we were chatting abt our ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we oso went to tamp to pick mum up b4 heading for home. in the car, i was telling mum that one of my cussies wanted to be a scientist when he grows up. then my mum was telling him to invent something for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pair of specs that wont face the condensation problem when getting out of air-conditioned places or when having noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum ask him to design one that has the wipers - like what the cars have, so that can clear away the blurness. my mum so cute can. haha! imagine a pair of specs the has 2 mini wipers installed at the top/bottom. then all of us brainstormed where to put the switch. he wanted to invent and invisible one on the specs, i asked him to invent a remote control for it. lol. eh, next time this product really hit the shelves u know who invented it de hor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was telling my mum smething abt dyeing hair and my cussie was remarking on why mus we dye our hair and so on when our hair will change colour by itself naturally. then when mum asked him how, he said - when we grow old hair will change to grey colour ma. lol. hes so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall end this post with this cool pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tZlDWCVlI/AAAAAAAAAko/K7dbWV7hplw/s1600-h/Photo1760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tZlDWCVlI/AAAAAAAAAko/K7dbWV7hplw/s320/Photo1760.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159816291170801234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who on earth will have steamboat this way - with the veg above the soup? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-205148427573302921?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/205148427573302921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=205148427573302921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/205148427573302921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/205148427573302921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/went-out-with-ms-shoot-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5tKyTWCVgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oi2z3CKM4vg/s72-c/Photo1823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2091919041746023168</id><published>2008-01-25T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:36:48.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cadbury is cranberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cranberry is cadbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super super super full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to adopt a world vision child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2091919041746023168?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2091919041746023168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2091919041746023168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2091919041746023168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2091919041746023168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/quote-of-day-cadbury-is-cranberry.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-500741203318936426</id><published>2008-01-23T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:57:14.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the buying-groceries-cum-buying-things-for-the-house-for-CNY day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the first place we went to this morning is the wet market. no more fish at home alr, so we ordered some and the uncle prepared it for us while we go get some other stuffs. we spent almost like 20 mins at this dried goods store? practically mummy and maid were busy choosing the stuffs and telling the auntie what they need while i was there doing something else more impt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blocking everyone's way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the lane between the stores was pretty narrow and if there are customers for both stores directly opposite, there will be congestion problems. i tried to stand one side liao but nevertheless still hafto shift myself here and there, unless i stand on the roof =.=' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we went parkway parade, to get bedsheets. didnt haf much of a choice to choose from, and smemre my room's colour is orange, difficult to find matching ones. and also, looking for the quilt cover of the same design is another problem. anyway, we got our respective sets of bedsheets except for mummy. hers is difficult to find, cus their bed height is much higher than normal ones. forgot what is the brand of her bed alr. next, buy clothes again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went back to sims drive to get somemore stuffs for the household b4 heading for home. i think we are oli like 50% done? haha still haf 2 wks la, no hurry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad have a dinner appointment tonight with their classmates. it was one of their classmate's bdae today. mum didnt go to work today, so when this classmate of mum called her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classmate: eh, nv go work, go set yr hair for tonight's dinner issit?&lt;br /&gt;mum: nono, i go buy new clothes and bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hearing the conversation itself was funnier, cus it was not in english. they 2 super funny la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at parkway, while i was at DP trying on clothes, mum went next door to Topshop to take a look. she told me abt this boy, who is so cute! this boy is there with his mum and grandma. then the grandma went into the changing room, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little boy: mummy where is po po(grandma)?&lt;br /&gt;boy's mum: po po inside&lt;br /&gt;little boy: orh, po po hiding ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! so cute can! he thot his grandma pull the curtains around her, meaning she playing and hiding herself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids... so adorable... i also want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-500741203318936426?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/500741203318936426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=500741203318936426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/500741203318936426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/500741203318936426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-buying-groceries-cum-buying.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1845163805855900915</id><published>2008-01-22T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:40:11.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is not for the empty-stomached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is if u haven had ur breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner or supper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUXJ3W6UI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iLcSxCQxaZ0/s1600-h/Sushi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUXJ3W6UI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iLcSxCQxaZ0/s320/Sushi+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157980967496247618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUeZ3W6VI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ToG1Zp8QQBQ/s1600-h/Sushi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUeZ3W6VI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ToG1Zp8QQBQ/s320/Sushi+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981092050299218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUrp3W6WI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uqndFup6wL8/s1600-h/Sushi+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUrp3W6WI/AAAAAAAAAjY/uqndFup6wL8/s320/Sushi+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981319683565922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TU6J3W6XI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CIl3kXTp9GY/s1600-h/Sushi+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TU6J3W6XI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CIl3kXTp9GY/s320/Sushi+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981568791669106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TVGp3W6YI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Q4W2E444F9M/s1600-h/Sushi+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TVGp3W6YI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Q4W2E444F9M/s320/Sushi+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981783540033922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TVMZ3W6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/St5UW6a-hOc/s1600-h/Sushi+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TVMZ3W6ZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/St5UW6a-hOc/s320/Sushi+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981882324281746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TW7p3W6aI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FYT_gvANQec/s1600-h/Sushi+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TW7p3W6aI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FYT_gvANQec/s320/Sushi+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157983793584728482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drats, im so super hungry now =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1845163805855900915?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1845163805855900915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1845163805855900915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1845163805855900915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1845163805855900915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-post-is-not-for-empty-stomached.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5TUXJ3W6UI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iLcSxCQxaZ0/s72-c/Sushi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-1044812094839909951</id><published>2008-01-19T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:10:36.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to sch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also skipped sch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach alr felt queasy since yesterday night and this morning as i was getting ready i was contemplating to go to sch or not. in the end i decided to go and i had my breakfast in the car as usual. alas! i forgot that i canot drink milk when i haf stomach upset - and i drank like 350ml of fresh milk? 5 mins later, my stomach started to protest. then started fighting inside. then i was thinking abt gg home cus i didnt want to run in and out of the lecture hall during the 3 hr lecture. smemre im wearing a red polo tee - later out of the corner of ppl's eyes they keep seeing a red figure running up and down the stairs. lol. and i park my car into the lot and msged zixuan and off i set for home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pain comes intermittently de leh. like ppl in labour having contractions. i almost fainted sia. and stuck in a mini jam smemre! i really went @^%^$%&amp;#@. throughout the whole journey home i was practically frowning - so the next time u guys see me, i will haf 3 extra lines in between my eyebrows. went home, rush to the toilet and pop a bottle of bao ji wan down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y i alwis get these kind of stomach attacks. its irritating. and its esp no fun when u are driving - all my attention is on the pain. np co-op also earned quite a sum from me by selling me bottles of bao ji wans. lol. and i wasted my petrol today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32km x 2 = 64km worth of petrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarrggh! but at least i made the effort to go to sch. lessened my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with my bestie ms shoot yest. got woken up by her super early morning call. haha. and we went marina (van, we not fated to meet leh). to have our vegetable and seafood ramen! yummilicious! wanted to watch movie but at that time didnt know wad genre 27 dresses and cloverfield belongs to. now i know and both seems nice! and we went there super early, so much so that many shops werent opened yet. then we went bowling. been a long long time since i last played. was once crazy over it but my interest disappeared suddenly. had 2 games of it and we went k-ing! when we saw this poster on a horror film, The House or something. but it was a midnight one. wanted to but i scared i darent drive home and that i have sch the next day. been a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong time since we last went. haha and we sang from 2 to 6! no, 6.15 to be exact. lol. we stretched an extra 15mins even after the person came to tell us its our last songs. and our last song neverending sia. lol. deng li jun's songs pretty nice leh. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to face shop afterwards, to buy my ice flower aqua water drop pack and at the same time add on the value to our collated receipts and tada! we became members! and their membership card super special, cute and unique. want to buy any products there call me ya? got discount! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop over to suntec, to get the norton software for mum. and it was at Harvey Norman where ms shoot met a guai shu shu/bei bei/uncle - whatever. i was busy looking for the software and she got this nasty experience with this guy which scared the wits outta her. omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got out of ms to haf our dinner. then on the way, at a red light, i was looking straight when suddenly 'plop' 'plop'! bird shit! omg! so loud and clear smemre. fresh from the buttocks - eeks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos courtesy of ms shoot (who luffed like a mad woman when she saw this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5IpL53W6RI/AAAAAAAAAis/R1zf6o3ukKk/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5IpL53W6RI/AAAAAAAAAis/R1zf6o3ukKk/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157229807780948242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5IpcZ3W6SI/AAAAAAAAAi0/O-QzY2uzQLU/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5IpcZ3W6SI/AAAAAAAAAi0/O-QzY2uzQLU/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157230091248789794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after facing setbacks like super long queues and full carparks, we finally had our dinner at 9pm near ms shoot's hse. then balik kampong! cus we both had to wake up early in the morning! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot of things to blog abt ms shoot leh. but suddenly haf stm. eat too much bao ji wan alr. carn remember wad they are. anyway i've got plenty of time to think! haha! shes gona kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hey you! stop being such a ***** and do all those stupid things to ms shoot la. childish. grow up pls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got itchy hands. how i wished i didnt do it. and now i truely regretted my actions. luckily its still savable. whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoted from BV (who burst out luffing to herself on the bus): i suit hungry leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah! boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain seems to be shutting down and not functioning properly. forgot a lot of things that i really wanted to say. its ok. its time for my horror movies again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1044812094839909951?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1044812094839909951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1044812094839909951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1044812094839909951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1044812094839909951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-to-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R5IpL53W6RI/AAAAAAAAAis/R1zf6o3ukKk/s72-c/DSC00189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2608011755317122061</id><published>2008-01-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:42:30.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help me!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 15mins of playing the me-looking-for-the-lizard game, i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lying on my bed happily surfing the net when i saw smething on the wall. thats right, a lizard. a chao tar coloured one, to be specific. i hate lizards but i dun dare to catch them myself so wad i did was to hit the wall and try make some noise to try to chase it out of my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first it ran to my cupboard and to the sleeve of my polo t then behind my jeans!!! yikes! then it ran to a corner and i thot it went inside. but when i saw it, it went up to the ceiling. then i was thinking of wad to do becus my bed was directly below it. then when i was walking towards it, it panicked and dropped onto my bed! wa i was reali #%$#$%$. then i picked up the pillows and soft toys one by one to check. and i flap my blanket a few times. but dun haf. realli had no idea where it is. arrgh. check the floor - and it doesnt realli helped that it is brown in colour. helps the lizard in camouflaging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it brings the goosebumps out on me, thinking that i cud be sharing my bed with the lizard for the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF IT DECIDES TO CUDDLE UP WITH ME???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall look for an alternative place to sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate lizards - they are realli creepy. and i totally nv disturb them in the first place lor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R4zUT53W6QI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vor7zJNBeXI/s1600-h/STUPID+LIZARDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R4zUT53W6QI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vor7zJNBeXI/s320/STUPID+LIZARDS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155729111847987458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this pic says it all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall print it and hang it at my door! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2608011755317122061?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2608011755317122061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2608011755317122061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2608011755317122061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2608011755317122061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2008/01/help-me-after-15mins-of-playing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R4zUT53W6QI/AAAAAAAAAik/Vor7zJNBeXI/s72-c/STUPID+LIZARDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2744091920946649828</id><published>2008-01-14T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:17:07.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! its 2008 alr! haha. how did u spend yr last few days of 2007? i spent mine in Genting and on the very eve of New Year's Day, i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) flushed the left pair of my contacts dwn the sink early in the morning (where i had to go buy some temp ones - but hey theirs quite cheap leh! shld buy more back la haha).&lt;br /&gt;2) had a very painful day (no thanks to my period which decided to add on to my agony on this day).&lt;br /&gt;3) had a shock when i thot i lost my ipod in the hotel (where i emptied the whole of my lugguage a few times and still carn find it).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorable isnt it? haha. but other than these, i had a very lovely countdown experience. my first time going to such big scale countdwn event (those who know me knows that i hated crowds alot). so high sia the atmosphere and its so fun! genting trip was fun as usual - and we played on the rides till i felt so giddy at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way to sch and tuning in to Yes 93.3 where they were telling a true story that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this couple who fell in love and got married. and after their marriage, they actually found out that they are long lost twin siblings! they were adopted seperately it seems. so sad can! this kind of stuff doesnt oli apply to dramas leh, real life oso haf leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrghh! wad a sad thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i did something which i usually wont do. feeling a tad guilty about it. but its alr over, so i shall jus get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) - ---- -- ---- ----.&lt;br /&gt;2) - ---- - ---------.&lt;br /&gt;3) - ---- -- --- ---- -------.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming! happy happy happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-28840039.post-1767959374722630295</id><published>2007-12-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:55:42.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from my 5D4N Macau trip! it was fun! but i still haven finish recharging my battery even after 2 days. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took an afternoon flight, so by the time we reached macau it was ard 5 plus 6pm. we booked the hotel bus to fetch the 24 of us to the hotel. Tiger Airways is nt really that comfortable to sit in. spore airlines is much better. but too bad, tiger airways is the only plane to fly from spore to the macau airport. anyway, after checking in and unpacking stuffs, we went out for dinner at a restaurant near the hotel. i tell u, the zebra crossing in macau is drawn for fun. i think they haf too much paint to waste. the cars dun stop at all and everyone has to be extremely careful when crossing the road. i remembered there was a dish that was served - duck tongue. it was fried and stir fried with garlic i tink. i didnt dare to try it. i thot it was disgusting. but then everyone asked me to try and cheryl said it was nice. but the moment i chew on it, it was like a water balloon went burst. eeeew! the raw duck tongue's image came to my mind la and i gagged on it. then got bone smemre. it was just disgusting. after dinner we went for a walk at the Fisherman's Wharf. and saw a gigantic beautiful xmas tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26IWZ3W5OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ESl5-3VaHog/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26IWZ3W5OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ESl5-3VaHog/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147201342612628706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Ikp3W5PI/AAAAAAAAAac/7NtbFjJjQ7I/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Ikp3W5PI/AAAAAAAAAac/7NtbFjJjQ7I/s320/PICT0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147201587425764594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although its supposed to be winter season there, its not as cold as what i had imagined it to be. but its still better than spore la. much much better. its very cooling la not shivering cold. everyone didnt haf the chance to wear the jackets that they brought there. after that, we walked to Sands building, a very huge casino building. it was the first time i saw a multi-story casino. very classy and nice. went in to take a look with cheryl b4 heading back to the hotel with my other cousins while the adults had fun inside. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26NaJ3W5SI/AAAAAAAAAa0/R1cGWc8Ki4c/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26NaJ3W5SI/AAAAAAAAAa0/R1cGWc8Ki4c/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147206904595277090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after 1 whole day, this pair of new shoes is giving me lots of blisters. my aunt said i nv bite them b4 wearing them.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then saw the room service menu on the table and decided that we were hungry and decided to order some food. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26KEZ3W5QI/AAAAAAAAAak/BQ7YpHLwxJU/s1600-h/PICT0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26KEZ3W5QI/AAAAAAAAAak/BQ7YpHLwxJU/s320/PICT0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147203232398238978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, they have it in singaRpore style. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26KYp3W5RI/AAAAAAAAAas/Fz35ZadQu6Y/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26KYp3W5RI/AAAAAAAAAas/Fz35ZadQu6Y/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147203580290589970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yummy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rm service is usually charged to the room and u settle it when u check out. so i was expecting the person to let me sign the receipt or smething. so when he presented me with the bill i was... how to say? like lost for a moment. then i tried asking in cantonese. though not that gd but still understandable - but i dunno why i stuttered sia. haha. so in the end was that i sign the receipt and the guy will go and ask if its ok. but its not, so he have to come all the way back and i have to pay him. then we asked for tomato sauce. he has to send it to us again. cheryl and i felt bad abt making him run up and down so many times. but of cus we gave him a tip la. haha. cheryl wanted to ask him to do more errands for us, so that we can see him more -becus he was a handsome guy! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ended our night with a very (coloured) long talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast at the hotel, we began on our 1 day macau tour. first we went to the very long historied temple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26OOZ3W5TI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HvWp30y8dM8/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26OOZ3W5TI/AAAAAAAAAa8/HvWp30y8dM8/s320/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147207802243441970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father wanted to let us try putting the 'pao' - those kind u see in china during CNY. but alas, they dun allow it now, only during CNY. so we carn experience it for ourselves. wad a waste. nvm! we spent our time taking photos then. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Oz53W5UI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hRDTFVkSGJw/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Oz53W5UI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hRDTFVkSGJw/s320/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147208446488536386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26PJp3W5VI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zL7aNENu3eQ/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26PJp3W5VI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zL7aNENu3eQ/s320/PICT0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147208820150691154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanted to take photos and play with my shawl. bcus thats nt something i can do in spore - i will get heat rash. haha. and just nice the wind was chilly at that moment!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Pcp3W5WI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RQVKH0t4zx4/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Pcp3W5WI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RQVKH0t4zx4/s320/PICT0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147209146568205666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like that oso can take photo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26PqJ3W5XI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tIQI83WKj5Q/s1600-h/PICT0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26PqJ3W5XI/AAAAAAAAAbc/tIQI83WKj5Q/s320/PICT0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147209378496439666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;these 2 boys super cute can. squat and talk like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we went to the macau tower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Q1p3W5YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-uRLrN1qlOc/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Q1p3W5YI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-uRLrN1qlOc/s320/PICT0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147210675576563074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl and i wanted to bungee jump there. but adults dun allow. haha. then actually we wanted to try walking outside. but in the end oso nv. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they oso have a Warner Bros shop in the building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26R5Z3W5ZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/cunC24kmpXY/s1600-h/DSC02916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26R5Z3W5ZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/cunC24kmpXY/s320/DSC02916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147211839512700306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my boyfriend. stay away from him ah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26SP53W5aI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JfqteYC5GO8/s1600-h/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26SP53W5aI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JfqteYC5GO8/s320/DSC02918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147212226059756962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my fav childhood fren&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we proceeded to the very famous church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26S-p3W5bI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZaxVEeTSeGo/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26S-p3W5bI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ZaxVEeTSeGo/s320/PICT0071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147213029218641330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26TTJ3W5cI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qmYQPseHUhU/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26TTJ3W5cI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qmYQPseHUhU/s320/PICT0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147213381405959618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very familiar? haha there was a scene of Goong (princess hours) that was shot there. remember the last episode where they got married in macau? it was exactly the same place. oh ya, nearby there was a very famous shop selling Portugese Egg Tarts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26T6Z3W5dI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zr7sy0_0QHY/s1600-h/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26T6Z3W5dI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zr7sy0_0QHY/s320/PICT0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147214055715825106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pipping hot from the oven. bcus im allergic to egg tarts, i can oli take a bite. super yummy i tell u, u have to try it when u r there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26U7J3W5eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XudXMTAIMg4/s1600-h/PICT0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26U7J3W5eI/AAAAAAAAAcU/XudXMTAIMg4/s320/PICT0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147215168112354786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of eating, we suddenly heard a loud 'piang!'. it was super scary can. another table there was a guy who smashed duno cup or plate onto the floor. everyone was like stunned can and nobody dare to look at them for too long. omg. then after that Allson (my cousin) who was seated near there told me that the gal was crying non stop. super scary the atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we proceeded to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WJJ3W5fI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KUHw0ntu7lU/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WJJ3W5fI/AAAAAAAAAcc/KUHw0ntu7lU/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147216508142151154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WcJ3W5gI/AAAAAAAAAck/GMMK-zR_aio/s1600-h/PICT0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WcJ3W5gI/AAAAAAAAAck/GMMK-zR_aio/s320/PICT0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147216834559665666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super nice and classy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WtJ3W5hI/AAAAAAAAAcs/M_eEo6JwIUQ/s1600-h/PICT0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26WtJ3W5hI/AAAAAAAAAcs/M_eEo6JwIUQ/s320/PICT0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147217126617441810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26W7J3W5iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Y6BAOhfRmvI/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26W7J3W5iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Y6BAOhfRmvI/s320/PICT0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147217367135610402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26XSZ3W5jI/AAAAAAAAAc8/lw7E9-CH7hI/s1600-h/PICT0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26XSZ3W5jI/AAAAAAAAAc8/lw7E9-CH7hI/s320/PICT0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147217766567568946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Xgp3W5kI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GlPdnPEyBRE/s1600-h/PICT0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Xgp3W5kI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GlPdnPEyBRE/s320/PICT0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147218011380704834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26X3J3W5lI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LIxMu4s1Auw/s1600-h/PICT0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26X3J3W5lI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LIxMu4s1Auw/s320/PICT0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147218397927761490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toilet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even almost everything in the toilet is made of gold. inside there are 300 (branded) shops. but we didnt have time to finish walking all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26YfZ3W5mI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-DAJbJqW57E/s1600-h/PICT0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26YfZ3W5mI/AAAAAAAAAdU/-DAJbJqW57E/s320/PICT0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147219089417496162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Yup3W5nI/AAAAAAAAAdc/QGsz4LLxBb0/s1600-h/PICT0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26Yup3W5nI/AAAAAAAAAdc/QGsz4LLxBb0/s320/PICT0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147219351410501234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like the one in genting. but the difference is that theirs is rowed by a real person. wheares genting's one is a mannequin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ZIJ3W5oI/AAAAAAAAAdk/4dt3kR_etpU/s1600-h/PICT0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ZIJ3W5oI/AAAAAAAAAdk/4dt3kR_etpU/s320/PICT0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147219789497165442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ZgJ3W5pI/AAAAAAAAAds/ad2PuF55Jzk/s1600-h/PICT0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ZgJ3W5pI/AAAAAAAAAds/ad2PuF55Jzk/s320/PICT0103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147220201814025874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the person between us is real u noe. i was so afraid he will suddenly BOO! me (which he did to another person) that i didnt dare stand too near. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our last stop for the day is St Paul's! we made it last becus it was the place which was selling the famous local products. and we didnt wan to carry the shopping bags here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking to it when i saw this sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26aQJ3W5qI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MluoEnoWCOg/s1600-h/PICT0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26aQJ3W5qI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MluoEnoWCOg/s320/PICT0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147221026447746722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;da san ba? lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ai53W5rI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uYRy3KTzgAE/s1600-h/PICT0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ai53W5rI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uYRy3KTzgAE/s320/PICT0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147221348570293938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;St Paul's!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26a1p3W5sI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BfypdNzKZnk/s1600-h/PICT0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26a1p3W5sI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BfypdNzKZnk/s320/PICT0118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147221670692841154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the traffic in macau is damn terrible everywhere. and they have the narrowest single lanes ever. see the bus stuck in the middle of human crowd behind me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this, we went straight back to the hotel and sleep. it was a long day for us. we met up for dinner at 8pm at this steamboat restaurant. my parents came here b4 and said their seafood are duper fresh - which indeed was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26b7Z3W5tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/O1ONIHrzM-4/s1600-h/PICT0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26b7Z3W5tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/O1ONIHrzM-4/s320/PICT0120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147222868988716754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the poor prawns that were still alive and kicking despite being in this condition. im so sorry prawns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cIp3W5uI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v31kxpX3jXw/s1600-h/PICT0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cIp3W5uI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v31kxpX3jXw/s320/PICT0119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147223096621983458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cX53W5vI/AAAAAAAAAec/M9bTKRm5B1w/s1600-h/PICT0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cX53W5vI/AAAAAAAAAec/M9bTKRm5B1w/s320/PICT0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147223358614988530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiang ba bang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cvJ3W5wI/AAAAAAAAAek/9P0Ib4-y4m4/s1600-h/PICT0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26cvJ3W5wI/AAAAAAAAAek/9P0Ib4-y4m4/s320/PICT0122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147223758046947074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was walking and sight-seeing. night life of macau super beautiful. and they have casinos everywhere. realli everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26dbZ3W5xI/AAAAAAAAAes/1ST-tZhRVsQ/s1600-h/PICT0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26dbZ3W5xI/AAAAAAAAAes/1ST-tZhRVsQ/s320/PICT0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147224518256158482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this water fountain that was extremely beautiful. my cousin videoed the whole of it. shall post it when he send me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26dx53W5yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/3fNgaKXspQw/s1600-h/PICT0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26dx53W5yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/3fNgaKXspQw/s320/PICT0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147224904803215138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;water fountain behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, adults went for their casino-time while us children went back to the hotel, to order another round of room service! lol. their food is realli nice - so much so that we ordered it everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26eHp3W5zI/AAAAAAAAAe8/cgOm98XPcNY/s1600-h/PICT0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26eHp3W5zI/AAAAAAAAAe8/cgOm98XPcNY/s320/PICT0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147225278465369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went over to china today. to zhuhai. it was a day of shopping for us. it was so fun to haggle prices. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26fhp3W50I/AAAAAAAAAfE/h-NynYD3tLI/s1600-h/PICT0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26fhp3W50I/AAAAAAAAAfE/h-NynYD3tLI/s320/PICT0153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147226824653596482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;candied haw anyone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, after lunch we were standing outside the restaurant and there was a hawker peddling porn vcds nearby us la. at that time i was holding dexter's hand when he pointed to the hawker and said to me: eileen jie jie u see the jie jie there never wear shirt one. lol omg. i immediately use my hands cover his eyes sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also along the way we saw a lot of kids as young as 3 or 4 performing street acts. like biting onto smething then bend their bodies backwards then spin themselves. realli made us see how fortunate we are. realli poor thing u noe, seeing them like that. i tink theres a bad syndicate thats forcing them to do this leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, china is a pretty complicated place to be in. nt so comfortable in there la. and after 1 whole day of walking, we were all dead beat. and the customs damn long sia the queue. so we all decided to not go out for dinner and called room service instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26hYJ3W51I/AAAAAAAAAfM/giaRGaXUPDY/s1600-h/PICT0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26hYJ3W51I/AAAAAAAAAfM/giaRGaXUPDY/s320/PICT0154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147228860468094802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becus yesterday's rm service was called in my cousin's rm, we were wondering if tonight the handsome guy will bring the food to our rm again. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went over to our cousins' rm to challenge each other on the mario kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone woke up late today and so we went over to Yaohan for breakfast. super long nv see Yaohan alr. haha. sight-seeing again after it. and it was during breakfast that i had my grandpa almost lost his passport the night b4 at the casino. he and my mum had alr reached back at our hotel when my mum asked him wheres his bag. and then he knew he left it there. they quickly took a cab back and ran all the way there. by then, managers and security guards had alr crowded round the bag. i tink they suspected that it was a bomb. lol. then my mum said they carried it by 1 finger leh. then they had to take photo of it and so on so forth. so lucky that my grand pa found his bag. if nt it wud be troublesme w/o a passport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26hwJ3W52I/AAAAAAAAAfU/bMzJXXXQdDA/s1600-h/PICT0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26hwJ3W52I/AAAAAAAAAfU/bMzJXXXQdDA/s320/PICT0161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147229272784955234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ilJ3W53I/AAAAAAAAAfc/OC5FIbg-bA4/s1600-h/PICT0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ilJ3W53I/AAAAAAAAAfc/OC5FIbg-bA4/s320/PICT0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147230183318022002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;us cousins. 3 more missing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26i1p3W54I/AAAAAAAAAfk/H2h6TKuUMW0/s1600-h/PICT0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26i1p3W54I/AAAAAAAAAfk/H2h6TKuUMW0/s320/PICT0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147230466785863554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;youngest to oldest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jMZ3W55I/AAAAAAAAAfs/ZpObWR4XIiU/s1600-h/PICT0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jMZ3W55I/AAAAAAAAAfs/ZpObWR4XIiU/s320/PICT0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147230857627887506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tang Dynasty. makes me feel like im in china. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jmZ3W56I/AAAAAAAAAf0/fRaDd9U_fGw/s1600-h/PICT0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jmZ3W56I/AAAAAAAAAf0/fRaDd9U_fGw/s320/PICT0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231304304486306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where do u wana go? i lead u? lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jy53W57I/AAAAAAAAAf8/wbHD7hzZPiI/s1600-h/PICT0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26jy53W57I/AAAAAAAAAf8/wbHD7hzZPiI/s320/PICT0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231519052851122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice scenery macau has.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26kLZ3W58I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Rb0O-IB8-2k/s1600-h/PICT0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26kLZ3W58I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Rb0O-IB8-2k/s320/PICT0187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147231939959646146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26kl53W59I/AAAAAAAAAgM/kUmcALRVEQQ/s1600-h/PICT0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26kl53W59I/AAAAAAAAAgM/kUmcALRVEQQ/s320/PICT0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147232395226179538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they can reali pose right?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26k9Z3W5-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/3PyXL9gP3eU/s1600-h/PICT0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26k9Z3W5-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/3PyXL9gP3eU/s320/PICT0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147232798953105378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we posed too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26l9J3W5_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/3nob8hc4sfY/s1600-h/PICT0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26l9J3W5_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/3nob8hc4sfY/s320/PICT0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147233894169765874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mP53W6AI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qFZ90AuOYwc/s1600-h/PICT0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mP53W6AI/AAAAAAAAAgk/qFZ90AuOYwc/s320/PICT0200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147234216292313090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its ice cream time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mfZ3W6BI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Gue7REC-A4I/s1600-h/PICT0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mfZ3W6BI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Gue7REC-A4I/s320/PICT0201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147234482580285458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my fav sorbet flavour!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that us kids went back to the hotel again while the adults went for their casino-ing. lol. and we were hungry yet again. so rm service again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mup3W6CI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l1OzH8s9j-E/s1600-h/PICT0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26mup3W6CI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l1OzH8s9j-E/s320/PICT0207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147234744573290530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mum. our nanny. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ndp3W6DI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wHRouHi_3hg/s1600-h/PICT0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26ndp3W6DI/AAAAAAAAAg8/wHRouHi_3hg/s320/PICT0208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235552027142194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn unglam shot of me with my cold chocolate. and i canot open my mouth and smile becus the chocolate is inside! haha. aaron didnt gif me time to swallow my drink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are wad we do in the room (photograher: aaron):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26nsp3W6EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QWWlvqnthPY/s1600-h/PICT0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26nsp3W6EI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QWWlvqnthPY/s320/PICT0206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147235809725179970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26oI53W6FI/AAAAAAAAAhM/p7AY06xkjYs/s1600-h/PICT0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26oI53W6FI/AAAAAAAAAhM/p7AY06xkjYs/s320/PICT0210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147236295056484434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26obJ3W6GI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Vfb9kJWIc-A/s1600-h/PICT0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26obJ3W6GI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Vfb9kJWIc-A/s320/PICT0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147236608589097058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26osJ3W6HI/AAAAAAAAAhc/rHDna8Nq5pc/s1600-h/PICT0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26osJ3W6HI/AAAAAAAAAhc/rHDna8Nq5pc/s320/PICT0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147236900646873202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenging each other on NDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26o5J3W6II/AAAAAAAAAhk/10Fy2ZoIKmg/s1600-h/PICT0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26o5J3W6II/AAAAAAAAAhk/10Fy2ZoIKmg/s320/PICT0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147237123985172610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cute mum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_Uy53W6OI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-siqXBowu0U/s1600-h/Photo1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_Uy53W6OI/AAAAAAAAAiU/-siqXBowu0U/s320/Photo1441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147566870099323106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my crazie cousin. he tells me he is shen gong gong. lol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are all going to give me flak if they knew i post such photos of them =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that very night, we went to a newly opened casino to take a look. and remember that theres a show shown on chnl 55 b4 called ren shen ma xi tuan, abt all those historical treasures? esp the bronze heads of animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_SxZ3W6JI/AAAAAAAAAhs/47bu5VPxbUI/s1600-h/Photo1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_SxZ3W6JI/AAAAAAAAAhs/47bu5VPxbUI/s320/Photo1433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147564645306263698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they have the real one inside u know!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_S4J3W6KI/AAAAAAAAAh0/CiTXFsIxzCI/s1600-h/Photo1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_S4J3W6KI/AAAAAAAAAh0/CiTXFsIxzCI/s320/Photo1434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147564761270380706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the words on the board reads: The Bronze Horse Head Of The Summer Palace Donated By Dr. Stanley Ho To China. Purchased for HK$69.1 Million. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they have this at the casino too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_TuJ3W6LI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rBnOaPZJ0KM/s1600-h/Photo1437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_TuJ3W6LI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rBnOaPZJ0KM/s320/Photo1437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147565688983316658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;experiencing real snow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_UAp3W6NI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2GDF6LSya_c/s1600-h/Photo1439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_UAp3W6NI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2GDF6LSya_c/s320/Photo1439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147566006810896594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_T7p3W6MI/AAAAAAAAAiE/AMOokrgpi-c/s1600-h/Photo1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2_T7p3W6MI/AAAAAAAAAiE/AMOokrgpi-c/s320/Photo1436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147565920911550658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the little white flakes up there? they are actually soap suds la. haha. nice feeling nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast and then went over to Yaohan for some last minute shopping and also to buy those cuttlefish that we tried the day b4 and was so super nice. we spend like over HK1000+ on tidbits alone - cuttlefish, plums and so on. then it was time for us to go to the airport and back to spore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a fun trip. i tink it wudnt be so fun w/o all my family members. all the jokes, conversations and everything. so fun! we were practically luffing like mad everyday. esp the whole lot of us cousins. gave each other names like sorella, triumph, pierre cardin and even whisper, kotex and carefree! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such an enjoyable trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now awaiting my last trip of the year, to genting and i will be spending my New Year there. So Happy New Year in advance everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1767959374722630295?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1767959374722630295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1767959374722630295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1767959374722630295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1767959374722630295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-from-my-5d4n-macau-trip-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R26IWZ3W5OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ESl5-3VaHog/s72-c/PICT0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6684331975150658692</id><published>2007-12-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:10:15.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Caribbean Cruise 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Spore Cruise Centre ard 1.30pm and waited for every1 else to turn up b4 dad and mum went to check-in. but this check-in requires every1 to be present at the counter as the person wanted to see every1's faces. it was people mountain people sea. very crowded. it was also then that we got our Sea Pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PWwJ3W4nI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vSQRBHHe7t0/s1600-h/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PWwJ3W4nI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vSQRBHHe7t0/s320/PICT0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144191322157408882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;see the hole punched at the bottom right? it means i canot drink alcohol. lol. my dad didnt want me to drink. haha i dun drink anyway. btw, if there are 2 holes punched, means the person canot go into the casino too. and i had no idea why they didnt include my english name.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we boarded the bus that drove us into the PSA where the ship is parked. woa first time into the PSA - it was huge and i tink there are like 10000+ cars and lorries and vans and whatever vehicles parked inside. when we reached, we still had to queue for quite sme time b4 gg into the ship. it doesnt help that it was raining at that time too. there was this slopping ladder steps that we had to climb up onto in order to go into it and it looks wobbly la (it is indeed very wobbly and we had to carry our lugguage on our hands too). there were also 2 guys holding umbrellas at the unsheltered part sheltering all of us. lol. i realli wondered if their arms are tired and they are all soaked thru. poor thing. lol. oh ya i forgot to say that they are a lot of handsome guys ard - cheryl's saliva was practically dripping non-stop onto the alr wet ground =P actually mine also la oli nt as much as hers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the time we got down from the bus till we got into our staterms, the situation to me was like so chaotic la. and the rain is realli nt helping at all. so after we settled dwn in our rms, we went for our late lunch at deck 9. eat halfway then got the announcement abt the compulsory safety drill. and for this they were realli strict abt it, they realli wanted everyone to participate in it. so we have to leave the food unfinished and go back to our rm to take the lifejackets and assemble at the deck. bloody hot can wear the lifejacket and im a mess la. then i saw people holding the tv station kind of camera walk towards us leh! lol. i quickly turn my head round the other side then the person purposely walk towards me leh. i duno its shot for wad la but im thinking if it got broadcasted on spore tv then i die liao. cus i really looked dishellved. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PfVZ3W4oI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XfVbv-p449A/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PfVZ3W4oI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XfVbv-p449A/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144200758200558210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;taken after we returned to the room. i look so nan kan can. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner time we went for fine dining. it was where the Sim family joke came abt. damn funny and we luffed at the joked for 2 days straight. lol. food was nt bad. but i didnt take pics on it on the first day. after dinner was performance at deck 6 - which was fabulous.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PgE53W4pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rymsA45Mve4/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PgE53W4pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rymsA45Mve4/s320/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144201574244344466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the performance, cheryl, me and grandpa went exploring the ship. and we went shopping at the shops there. after that, nth much to do so we sat by the poolside and chatted for an hr plus in the windy environment. haha. my grandpa said - when fate comes, you cannot run away from it. nice chat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went into the casino, walk one round then went back to slp alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to have breakfast at deck 9 again. their plates so big la - that the cutlery kept slipping into it and onto the food and got oily. abit ma fan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PiQp3W4qI/AAAAAAAAAV0/rRZVeztBXnw/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PiQp3W4qI/AAAAAAAAAV0/rRZVeztBXnw/s320/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144203975131062946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PnS53W4yI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WgwFA42LW3U/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PnS53W4yI/AAAAAAAAAW0/WgwFA42LW3U/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144209511343907618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. one hand holding bun, the other holding pancake. cute. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we were alr at port kelang, the shops and casino will not be opened until later in the night at 9pm. so we got nth to do after breakfast. went to the arcade with dexter but the machines sme faulty de la, so eat money. US$ smemre. haha then we all went to deck 10 where sme played mahjong, cards and sme jus sit ard and chat to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pl5J3W4vI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pfkM6hFQZo0/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pl5J3W4vI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pfkM6hFQZo0/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144207969450648306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice view at deck 10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PjiZ3W4rI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4sLHocOsEac/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PjiZ3W4rI/AAAAAAAAAV8/4sLHocOsEac/s320/PICT0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205379585368754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. blackjack anyone? i was the big winner that day. cheryl lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pn0J3W4zI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xo4EvkvXVg4/s1600-h/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pn0J3W4zI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xo4EvkvXVg4/s320/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144210082574558002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dad, our waiter. lol. he went all the way to deck 9 to get drinks for us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pj4p3W4sI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3717d4XE3QE/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pj4p3W4sI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3717d4XE3QE/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144205761837458114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;US dollars. everything on the ship is counted in US$.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, cheryl and i got bored and decided to walk round the ship. and tada! we decided to go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PlGZ3W4tI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Mr0nPaJSdKg/s1600-h/PICT0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PlGZ3W4tI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Mr0nPaJSdKg/s320/PICT0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144207097572287186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PldZ3W4uI/AAAAAAAAAWU/39o_VE2mSdU/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PldZ3W4uI/AAAAAAAAAWU/39o_VE2mSdU/s320/PICT0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144207492709278434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US$7.50 per cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everywhere we went, we jus snap and snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PmkJ3W4wI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3OUmKQNGJV8/s1600-h/PICT0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PmkJ3W4wI/AAAAAAAAAWk/3OUmKQNGJV8/s320/PICT0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144208708185023234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;snap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pm_J3W4xI/AAAAAAAAAWs/CE07hA0P4j4/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pm_J3W4xI/AAAAAAAAAWs/CE07hA0P4j4/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144209172041491218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still not enuf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pok53W40I/AAAAAAAAAXE/YAJUaFHgVt8/s1600-h/Photo1265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pok53W40I/AAAAAAAAAXE/YAJUaFHgVt8/s320/Photo1265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144210920093180738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smemre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PpvZ3W41I/AAAAAAAAAXM/ii1YnGRQZAI/s1600-h/PICT0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PpvZ3W41I/AAAAAAAAAXM/ii1YnGRQZAI/s320/PICT0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212199993434962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. no comments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PqCZ3W42I/AAAAAAAAAXU/5lPjTM9zsb8/s1600-h/PICT0098a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PqCZ3W42I/AAAAAAAAAXU/5lPjTM9zsb8/s320/PICT0098a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212526410949474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miniature caribbean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PqNp3W43I/AAAAAAAAAXc/v5FF_ur7ddY/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PqNp3W43I/AAAAAAAAAXc/v5FF_ur7ddY/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144212719684477810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder what my fringe resembles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pqmp3W44I/AAAAAAAAAXk/w6ddQkd4PfM/s1600-h/PICT0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pqmp3W44I/AAAAAAAAAXk/w6ddQkd4PfM/s320/PICT0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213149181207426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they have this too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PrCJ3W45I/AAAAAAAAAXs/smH4ukZrF_s/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PrCJ3W45I/AAAAAAAAAXs/smH4ukZrF_s/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213621627610002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;washroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PrT53W46I/AAAAAAAAAX0/x5V3kIyH4WE/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PrT53W46I/AAAAAAAAAX0/x5V3kIyH4WE/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144213926570288034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 1 thing i dun like is that they have super big gaps at the toilet doors there. so the person queuing outside can actually see what the person is doing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pr153W47I/AAAAAAAAAX8/9TlK1nAvng0/s1600-h/PICT0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pr153W47I/AAAAAAAAAX8/9TlK1nAvng0/s320/PICT0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144214510685840306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh, i took this when im inside the cubicle. i nv tou pai ren hor. haha. im not a pervert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our walk-about, we went back to bathe to get ready for dinner. and i saw this on my bed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Ps5p3W48I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ou4NsHYfigw/s1600-h/Photo1282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Ps5p3W48I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ou4NsHYfigw/s320/Photo1282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144215674621977538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tink its a towel elephant if im not wrong. and they place my specs on it too. so cute. cheryl has it on her bed too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this trip, my parents actually have to go for a briefing and they say to wear more formal for the dinner on the 2nd night. and for that, everybody was like busy finding and getting what to wear, a tiring but fun process. at first, the piece of paper state cocktail dresses for females and suits for guys. lol. then ppl ask at the briefing session y so formal. then they say dunid so formal, jus be presentable, no shorts, bermudas etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off we went for dinner at the same place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Ptz53W49I/AAAAAAAAAYM/tX4nRHqhI3I/s1600-h/PICT0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Ptz53W49I/AAAAAAAAAYM/tX4nRHqhI3I/s320/PICT0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144216675349357522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i forgot almost everyting i learnt from IBS! lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PuKJ3W4-I/AAAAAAAAAYU/ytK_mr7TP_M/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PuKJ3W4-I/AAAAAAAAAYU/ytK_mr7TP_M/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217057601446882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;part of the menu. too long to take the whole of it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PukJ3W4_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/jgHndRu9khU/s1600-h/PICT0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PukJ3W4_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/jgHndRu9khU/s320/PICT0103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217504278045682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he buttered his own bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some food that cheryl and i ordered. nv took pics of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvAJ3W5AI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2eM2Sk-cqP0/s1600-h/PICT0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvAJ3W5AI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2eM2Sk-cqP0/s320/PICT0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217985314382850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my appetizer: lobster bisque.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvUp3W5BI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m5RcWuu9mB0/s1600-h/PICT0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvUp3W5BI/AAAAAAAAAYs/m5RcWuu9mB0/s320/PICT0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144218337501701138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheryl's appetizer: escargots. i tried. super yummy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvnZ3W5CI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WVGXwk1Jsl0/s1600-h/PICT0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PvnZ3W5CI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WVGXwk1Jsl0/s320/PICT0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144218659624248354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my main course: my favourite linguine with mushrooms! yummy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pv_Z3W5DI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jGV4mu-jCSs/s1600-h/PICT0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pv_Z3W5DI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jGV4mu-jCSs/s320/PICT0110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144219071941108786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dessert: vanilla ice cream with berries. very nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pwm53W5EI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mL_pHbQA_8k/s1600-h/PICT0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pwm53W5EI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mL_pHbQA_8k/s320/PICT0109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144219750545941570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheryl's dessert: souffle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually oso dunid to wear so nice. becus also got ppl wear shorts in. but of cus fine dining we wun wear shorts la but at least dunid wear heels ma. i wore heels for like 1 and a half days for the entire trip and my feet felt as if they went to war for 100 days. damn pain can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner was performance again but it was not so nice compared to the 1st night's. after that we went to take photos at deck 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PyR53W5GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KSJiPok0pQ8/s1600-h/cc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PyR53W5GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/KSJiPok0pQ8/s320/cc1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221588791944290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PyhZ3W5HI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x3ODvaorp7w/s1600-h/PICT0125a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PyhZ3W5HI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x3ODvaorp7w/s320/PICT0125a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221855079916658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too bad bro werent here. hes in camp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PzEJ3W5II/AAAAAAAAAZk/0pUifSZOR-I/s1600-h/PICT0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PzEJ3W5II/AAAAAAAAAZk/0pUifSZOR-I/s320/PICT0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144222452080370818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Sim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pz7p3W5JI/AAAAAAAAAZs/6b7WZIXDlv8/s1600-h/PICT0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pz7p3W5JI/AAAAAAAAAZs/6b7WZIXDlv8/s320/PICT0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144223405563110546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms Sim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a round of photo taking, everyone flocked to the shops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pxtp3W5FI/AAAAAAAAAZM/XISJaZKc-kE/s1600-h/Photo1279A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2Pxtp3W5FI/AAAAAAAAAZM/XISJaZKc-kE/s320/Photo1279A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144220966021686354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i taught him to stick his tongue out. im such a bad jie jie. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took this pic immediately after we bought it. see the price tag still hanging? lol. and i oli saw the scratches on mine the next day. heart pain. and it cost me US$30. luckily its nt obvious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the adults went casino while cheryl and i went round the ship again. and began our 2nd round of cam-whoring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1Np3W5KI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gPuVGZcWShU/s1600-h/Photo1296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1Np3W5KI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gPuVGZcWShU/s320/Photo1296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144224814312383650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1ZJ3W5LI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SLz0bRJN1a4/s1600-h/Photo1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1ZJ3W5LI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SLz0bRJN1a4/s320/Photo1295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144225011880879282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheryl carn do this, so i did it myself. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1mZ3W5MI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Z-hu6RSw8fQ/s1600-h/Photo1304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1mZ3W5MI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Z-hu6RSw8fQ/s320/Photo1304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144225239514145986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1tp3W5NI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QDk4wTYe9dw/s1600-h/Photo1306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2P1tp3W5NI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QDk4wTYe9dw/s320/Photo1306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144225364068197586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally a normal one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the library and competed on Sudoku, went to deck 6 and laze on the couch, luff like nobody's business. and we wanted to go to deck 10 again. but when the lift door open, it became a Disco! ppl were dancing in front of the lift with loud music. lol. i nv expected that and was stunned and jus pressed the close door button. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for supper, then went for a walk ard the casino again. their casino no security guards de leh, so even my little cousin oso can go in leh, lol. after that we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had breakfast. then HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. overall, we still preferred cruise virgo becus they have more activities onboard. but 1 thing i wan to say is that the service on Caribbean Cruise is super good. thumbs up! anyway, its nv boring when u have ur family members with u on holiday, luffing, talking and cracking jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, for those who are interested, they are coming back nxt yr as - Legend of the Seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied from ms shoot's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Today.. My 8 yrs best fren FORCED me to JAYWALK with her on orchard road.. Which scare me to death lor.. Just because someone lazy to walk to the traffic light.. =( How sad.. What a fren I have..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say i bad, she even bad-der leh. she made me stand on her left, so in case if theres any car knocking onto us, i'll be the first to get knock. who's badder? u tell me? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i spend more than 3hrs on this post alr. and i haven even start packing for my macau trip on tues. and ms shoot is waiting for me to lend her my eyes and ears for her to rant. so off i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6684331975150658692?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6684331975150658692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6684331975150658692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6684331975150658692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6684331975150658692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/caribbean-cruise-2007-day-1-we-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2PWwJ3W4nI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vSQRBHHe7t0/s72-c/PICT0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7448024283804664598</id><published>2007-12-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:08:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw mark lee yesterday while out shopping with cheryl. haha. she almost wanted to go take a pic with him. lol. we had a late lunch at jack's place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KP_J3W4ZI/AAAAAAAAATs/Uqt3Gqefexk/s1600-h/Photo1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KP_J3W4ZI/AAAAAAAAATs/Uqt3Gqefexk/s320/Photo1310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143832039553163666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my fruit punch. which i think is so nice and sweet looking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KQOp3W4aI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p5GsI_1FuiA/s1600-h/Photo1312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KQOp3W4aI/AAAAAAAAAT0/p5GsI_1FuiA/s320/Photo1312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143832305841136034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my favourite shitake mushroom soup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt take pic of my main course though. i tink im too hungry alr. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we shop and shop and shop and i really mean shop for like abt 4hrs plus b4 we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRaJ3W4cI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kNPbDXyQZBY/s1600-h/Photo1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRaJ3W4cI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kNPbDXyQZBY/s320/Photo1314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143833602921259458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;milk tea. yummylicious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRzJ3W4eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Zy4pza7TXr0/s1600-h/Photo1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRzJ3W4eI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Zy4pza7TXr0/s320/Photo1316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143834032417989090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chicken dunno wad. it was so-so bcus i tink it tastes like im chewing on flour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KSZ53W4fI/AAAAAAAAAUc/M0Af5oWRNnE/s1600-h/Photo1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KSZ53W4fI/AAAAAAAAAUc/M0Af5oWRNnE/s320/Photo1315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143834698137919986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seafood and vegetables ramen. super nice with lots of pepper added in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl says the dishes below are nice too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRqp3W4dI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bX1sWryggRI/s1600-h/Photo1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KRqp3W4dI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bX1sWryggRI/s320/Photo1313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143833886389101010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KS853W4hI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Sjc-4XV9T5Q/s1600-h/Photo1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KS853W4hI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Sjc-4XV9T5Q/s320/Photo1320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143835299433341458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KS1J3W4gI/AAAAAAAAAUk/i5WIaxB3fT8/s1600-h/Photo1319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KS1J3W4gI/AAAAAAAAAUk/i5WIaxB3fT8/s320/Photo1319.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143835166289355266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be shocked. we are jus 2 big eaters. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these dishes can be found at Azabu Sabo. in which i have their privilege card (20% discount) which will last all the way till 10 may 2008. so want to go there eat call me ah! haha dun waste the discount mah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to meet ms shoot today. she misses me after not being able to see me for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met at nokia service centre first becus she needs to help her bro service his hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the information counter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot: hi, er i want to service my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: ok, which model is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot: nokia. &lt;em&gt;(my dear ms shoot, u went into NOKIA service centre and u tell the person ur phone model is NOKIA?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: ya, er which model is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot: (flustered) er, N95, no, N73, no, its N70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (stand beside her and giggle giggle. lol. im such a bad fren.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went off to buy sme stuffs at paragon b4 we had our lunch at coffee club there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas. bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered cheryl telling me the menu there is different but bcus the last time i went there was like donkey yrs ago that i didnt realise our favourite slipper lobster linguine and garlic prawn pasta is not available there. sianzed becus we dunno wad else to eat. and the choices there like lesser compared to marina square. in the end we called the smoked salmon linguine. we added on $5 and we have a drink and soup added in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KWaZ3W4iI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DlfpCGWwEEM/s1600-h/Photo1321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KWaZ3W4iI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DlfpCGWwEEM/s320/Photo1321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143839104774365730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my ultimate favourite drink - ice berry tea (but marina's one is nicer cus thicker and richer in flavour).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KWo53W4jI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BgAQL6nGOfY/s1600-h/Photo1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KWo53W4jI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BgAQL6nGOfY/s320/Photo1323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143839353882468914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soup of the day - mushroom soup (which i didnt think is very nice. jack's place one is nicer).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KW7J3W4kI/AAAAAAAAAVE/auLcI8FrEfU/s1600-h/Photo1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KW7J3W4kI/AAAAAAAAAVE/auLcI8FrEfU/s320/Photo1324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143839667415081538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smoked salmon linguine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ohoh-ed when it came. haha becus i didnt expect the salmon to be raw. not really raw but semi-raw la. and i dun like raw stuffs. so i gave it all to the salmon lover ms shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KXzZ3W4lI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dqBEATRpT7E/s1600-h/Photo1326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KXzZ3W4lI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dqBEATRpT7E/s320/Photo1326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143840633782723154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her portions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KYLp3W4mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eYxXdTredgw/s1600-h/Photo1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KYLp3W4mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eYxXdTredgw/s320/Photo1325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143841050394550882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wad i ate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says the salmon tastes salty and she got so sick of them that she gave me back half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i still think that the quality and choices of food is better at marina's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked ard for a while more b4 gg home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we met for fun. haha. thats wad we liked doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caribbean trip was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt wad i expected it to be. all of us didnt want to go back on it again. we preferred cruise virgo. shall blog abt it when i got time to arrange my photos. anyway i also didnt take much pics of the ship. most of it oli contained cheryl and my faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macau is next. im waiting for it impatiently! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIXON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7448024283804664598?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7448024283804664598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7448024283804664598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7448024283804664598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7448024283804664598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-saw-mark-lee-yesterday-while-out.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R2KP_J3W4ZI/AAAAAAAAATs/Uqt3Gqefexk/s72-c/Photo1310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-6604409812451629784</id><published>2007-12-09T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T02:56:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the Royal Caribbean Cruise reached spore alr! and i caught it on the news just now b4 gg out for dinner. its was so nice la! haha. carn wait for tml to come. my dad said that there were 2000 passengers but 7000 ppl working in there. and we couldnt board it at the spore cruise centre which we alwis did for cruise virgo. i tink we had to take a 15min coach ride to smewhere else to board becus of the cruise's height. i shall blog more abt it after the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at the Expo just now. my cousin's kindergarden was affliated to a temple and it was their 90th anniversary so my aunt bought a table worth of seats. it was such a huge event. i heard the preparation took 1 yr. altogether there were 1090 tables which = to (x 10 pax per table) 10900 people in Hall 1 &amp; 2. Guest-of-Honour tonight was our Prime Minister. my cousin's class was specially picked to perform on stage - an indian dance. all the 5 yr olds were all so adorable and cute la! they can really shake to the music sia. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wQXy4WBoI/AAAAAAAAATM/8pmV0Wf9MjI/s1600-h/Photo1256A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wQXy4WBoI/AAAAAAAAATM/8pmV0Wf9MjI/s320/Photo1256A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142002875531396738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sim family's baobei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their make-up very thick sia! 2 red balls on their cheeks. then the glittery powder on their hard and spikey hair. not forgetting their drawn elongated eyebrows. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wSAC4WBpI/AAAAAAAAATU/PtuHMINzaY4/s1600-h/Photo1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wSAC4WBpI/AAAAAAAAATU/PtuHMINzaY4/s320/Photo1220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142004666532759186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is how he looks like usually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wSoy4WBrI/AAAAAAAAATk/0w1687ivv5M/s1600-h/Photo0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wSoy4WBrI/AAAAAAAAATk/0w1687ivv5M/s320/Photo0075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142005366612428466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its gonna be 12 soon. i still haf to complete my half-finished assignment due tml and pack my lugguage and i got to wake up at 7.15am tml. im gonna skip half of poa class and the whole of macro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-6604409812451629784?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6604409812451629784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=6604409812451629784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6604409812451629784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/6604409812451629784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/carribean-cruise-reached-spore-alr-and.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1wQXy4WBoI/AAAAAAAAATM/8pmV0Wf9MjI/s72-c/Photo1256A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-8025467302656718199</id><published>2007-12-08T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:56:36.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 vainpots putting on the 'hei tou' remover by biore on their noses at such an unearthly hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8025467302656718199?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8025467302656718199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=8025467302656718199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8025467302656718199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/8025467302656718199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-vainpots-putting-on-hei-tou-remover.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4649542313740871863</id><published>2007-12-07T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:20:49.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on wed it rained so horrendously that i was so afraid becus the visibility was so low. cars travelled very slowly and i myself drove at 40km/h on the highway. lots of musical fountains can be found on that day. everywhere was flooded with water that once the cars drive past, water shot up to a high level - both left and right sides. but these musical fountains no colours de la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as cheryl has tagged, there are 4 no 3 days left before we get to go on the Carribean Cruise! im so excited abt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i briefly browsed through the brochure and i tink its gonna be a whole new experience compared to Cruise Virgo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon faster faster come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot something that i wanted to blog on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4649542313740871863?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4649542313740871863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4649542313740871863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4649542313740871863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4649542313740871863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-wed-it-rained-so-horrendously-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1608357854421976845</id><published>2007-12-05T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:04:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been last 10 yrs since i last woke up so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, not so exaggerating. but i really dun wake up so early in the mornings since im an owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i woke up so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcus ms shoot forces me to go out with her later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she carn read this post until sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so meanwhile i shall consider gossiping abt her here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ms shoot u better dun bully me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1608357854421976845?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1608357854421976845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1608357854421976845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1608357854421976845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1608357854421976845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-last-10-yrs-since-i-last-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-2552571201220875432</id><published>2007-12-04T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:20:12.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>marketing paper is on thur and the moment i open up my file, i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and now im still playing happily wif my cousins who are staying over for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though its not counted, i still want to treat it like im sitting for the real paper. and i feel realli guilty that im not doing anything abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, ive oli been thru 27 pages of the slides (which oli 20% goes into my brain) and i tink i still haf 100 over pages of it. to be completed by tml. ahh i shall jus see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had a very fun time competing mario kart and monopoly (on the nds) with my cussies! we finally figured out hw to play the monopoly and the bidding was so fun la if u want ur competitor to go bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its back to my vcds and then ntes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2552571201220875432?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2552571201220875432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2552571201220875432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2552571201220875432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2552571201220875432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/marketing-paper-is-on-thur-and-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1740163984194179495</id><published>2007-12-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:27:15.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it pays off~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it pays off~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really pays off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept from 9.30pm yesterday till 10.00am today. so damn bloody tired from the accumulated not-enuf-of-sleep. then i woke up to see so many missed calls. so many called me while im sleeping. actually the phone was beside me but i was so irritated by the loud ringing that i slipped the phone in between my pillows! haha sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at jumbo (safra's one). after that went to the bowling alley there with my aunties and uncle while my cousin runs to the arcade with the maid. lol. the little boy. he is just so cute. ask him take photo he will give u all kinds of funnie poses then luffs at his own pics when he saw them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im just glad that 'it' is not as worse as i tink, and im happy with the way things are now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice chatting session with my auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missy van, we shall see if we can meet each other in macau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1K8sC4WBnI/AAAAAAAAATE/zlXofzlELs4/s1600-R/Photo1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1K8sC4WBnI/AAAAAAAAATE/qd63_NqE24c/s320/Photo1122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139377589656618610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall take a family portrait for them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1740163984194179495?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1740163984194179495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1740163984194179495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1740163984194179495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1740163984194179495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-pays-off-it-pays-off-it-really-pays.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R1K8sC4WBnI/AAAAAAAAATE/qd63_NqE24c/s72-c/Photo1122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-2938847977659588190</id><published>2007-12-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:14:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent $400 in one hr today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazie or not u tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hao fan ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(its getting worse, 2 extreme emotions within 1 min).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my heart is being divided into half-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-2938847977659588190?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2938847977659588190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=2938847977659588190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2938847977659588190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/2938847977659588190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-spent-400-in-one-hr-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1500489997538235850</id><published>2007-11-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:46:29.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so guilty from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles sheepishly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1500489997538235850?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-8683715329729558439</id><published>2007-11-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T02:08:10.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im moving hse,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 3 yrs' time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched josh hartnett's new movie, super nice but abit gross la the scenes. i dun like the ending! y the 2 lovers canot be together? but its sweet of him to sacrifice himself for her sake. and the cinema super cold de la omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting to sponsor a WorldVision child since years ago. but at that time still dun haf the financial means myself so it got dragged till now. actually i wanted to start now, but after thinking again, i tink i can help better when i start to work and am financially stable. so anyone who wants to join me 2 yrs later, tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad, mum and bro are gg to thailand tml! so sad i carn go! but nvm i still haf my trips in dec to look forward to! enjoy urselves! dec hurry hurry! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my moods are swinging again ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its very crazie of me to think in this way or even haf this thinking but these are things u canot control la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i know its totally Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall just try to forget all abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see if im successful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-8683715329729558439?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-1698451280614817720</id><published>2007-11-27T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:11:39.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up wif van and dix for lunch on sun and we went to vivo. wanted to have outback but cudnt find it there, so we went to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uW80weRJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Ed3sjHdq6ko/s1600-h/P1000974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uW80weRJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Ed3sjHdq6ko/s320/P1000974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137365771644454034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ordered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uX-EweRKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dMDUQqXna68/s1600-h/25112007027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uX-EweRKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dMDUQqXna68/s320/25112007027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137366892630918306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grilled salmon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uY1kweRLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CQv_MuIow_M/s1600-h/P1000978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uY1kweRLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CQv_MuIow_M/s320/P1000978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137367846113658034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chicken crepe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uZEEweRMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zoQtepwYWsw/s1600-h/P1000979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uZEEweRMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zoQtepwYWsw/s320/P1000979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137368095221761218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an assortment of 'as you see in the pic'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the portions are humongous! lol and we were wondering how on earth are we gg to finish all that up. but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 min later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uZrkweRNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/51xfQPNAR4U/s1600-h/Photo1060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uZrkweRNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/51xfQPNAR4U/s320/Photo1060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137368773826594002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all gone! haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 3 courses are nice. i esp love the fried potato stuffed with bacon. yummy yummy! and nt forgetting the 'smashed potato'(invented by dix) that was so beautifully arranged like a flower. (note: its mashed potato) lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nxt came desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by that time we were realli full so decided just to call a little bit and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our little bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ubIEweROI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9loqvrayMN4/s1600-h/25112007037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ubIEweROI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9loqvrayMN4/s320/25112007037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137370362964493538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;duno wad its called but its like apple strudel with vanilla ice-cream and whipped cream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ubaEweRPI/AAAAAAAAARE/FqqZPCaSLvU/s1600-h/Photo1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ubaEweRPI/AAAAAAAAARE/FqqZPCaSLvU/s320/Photo1063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137370672202138866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its called mud-something. like brownie with vanilla ice-cream and whipped cream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we didnt expect the portions to be so huge becus they are priced at ard $7 to $8 bucks and at these prices, the dessert portions that u usually eat at swensens or changing appetite are quite manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*never judge a food by its price*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both are equally delicious. but more than half of the desserts were left. we wasted food and felt bad abt it. but we were realli full to the brim alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these came up to abt $70 i tink, after a 15% discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after stuffing so much food + water, its time to pay the water bill ---&gt; which is to go to the washrooms (i wonder where i heard the water bill thingy from, forgot alr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ud5UweRQI/AAAAAAAAARM/haEv_qhgbWs/s1600-h/Photo1064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ud5UweRQI/AAAAAAAAARM/haEv_qhgbWs/s320/Photo1064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137373408096306434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is wad most ppl like to do in the washrooms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the pet shop. the hamsters so cute~~~ i want leh! but the cheapest oso $10 per hamster. then of cus u haf to get at least 2 rite? so that they can haf a companion. not to mention the food, beverage, lodging and gym equipment for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hints - x'mas is coming!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sort of regretted nt taking up cheryl's offer, becus her tuition teacher sells at $5 per hamster which i shld have agreed to buy then. and when i see her 2 cute hamsters i jealous! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*our photo-taking spree starts here* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ufwEweRRI/AAAAAAAAARU/dzcAxov3Qsw/s1600-h/P1000994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ufwEweRRI/AAAAAAAAARU/dzcAxov3Qsw/s320/P1000994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137375448205772050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ulc0weRUI/AAAAAAAAARs/pfsYaR9-y1w/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ulc0weRUI/AAAAAAAAARs/pfsYaR9-y1w/s320/P1010009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137381714563056962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mr dix!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ulRUweRTI/AAAAAAAAARk/6CgfPZlXbx0/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0ulRUweRTI/AAAAAAAAARk/6CgfPZlXbx0/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137381516994561330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;missy van!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uknEweRSI/AAAAAAAAARc/ThXK62czfrI/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uknEweRSI/AAAAAAAAARc/ThXK62czfrI/s320/P1010007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137380791145088290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;missy sim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went build-a-bear workshop and went ooh-ing aah-ing over the cutesy little stuffs there and then into toys-r-us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0umS0weRVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5v9kCV5a6Co/s1600-h/Photo1067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0umS0weRVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5v9kCV5a6Co/s320/Photo1067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137382642275992914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0umdUweRWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Why9VUq1-WQ/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0umdUweRWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Why9VUq1-WQ/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137382822664619362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, i dun haf any comments for those 2 pics above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting to try on the korean's chao nian gao ever since i started on my korean craze and just nice the basement of vivo sells it. so we decided to go and try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0unSEweRXI/AAAAAAAAASE/IFH9zDAv0Ng/s1600-h/25112007044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0unSEweRXI/AAAAAAAAASE/IFH9zDAv0Ng/s320/25112007044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137383728902718834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one on the extreme left is the one. the colour is nt as red as the one in korea but its nt bad! the other 2 bowls are from the hk stall - chuan chuan smeting. the fishballs are so nice and springy that u culd bounce it from tanah merah to johor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we left for the cable car ride. the last cable car ride i took in spore was like 12 yrs ago. and that time i took the normal one. then when dix said that we will be gg on the glass cable car, i said i didnt want to go on it becus i was wearing a skirt and will expose myself. lol. i forgot that we will be sitting down (becus i was standing for the whole journey - the one i took in korea) and also, being the sua-ku person i am, i imagined the cable car to be made up of oli glass panels for all 6 sides! haha. and i was asking myself if the glass will break under my weight. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0upiEweRYI/AAAAAAAAASM/o_ClCwG71Lg/s1600-h/Photo1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0upiEweRYI/AAAAAAAAASM/o_ClCwG71Lg/s320/Photo1077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137386202803881346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats the glass that didnt break under my weight. haha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uvV0weReI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SuEMq-s-NWM/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uvV0weReI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SuEMq-s-NWM/s320/P1010018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137392589420250594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0up-0weRaI/AAAAAAAAASc/XuNJdu-n76U/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0up-0weRaI/AAAAAAAAASc/XuNJdu-n76U/s320/P1010046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137386696725120418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice sceneries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually theres smething that i wanted to feedback to the management. can install aircons into the cable cars nt? ok la its nt so bad when its in the open cus there will be air streaming in - but limited. and at the part where ppl load and unload into cable cars, its like damn suffocating. wanted to faint sia. or no nid aircon la, mini fans oso can. ppl wan then they use. lol. yea, im so terribly afraid of the heat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took so many photos (abt 150+ of them) that it wudnt be possible for me to upload all of them. so i tink i shall show oli sme of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uq-UweRbI/AAAAAAAAASk/VCp3Wk3sCrY/s1600-h/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0uq-UweRbI/AAAAAAAAASk/VCp3Wk3sCrY/s320/c1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137387787646813618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0urJUweRcI/AAAAAAAAASs/mO1ORN8tc7w/s1600-h/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0urJUweRcI/AAAAAAAAASs/mO1ORN8tc7w/s320/c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137387976625374658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0urREweRdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hQ6Of1pO9GY/s1600-h/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/R0urREweRdI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hQ6Of1pO9GY/s320/c3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137388109769360850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the cable car ride it was alr abt 7pm and mr dix had to be back at camp by 9pm. and he still need to pack his bag and shower! so we rush rush rush hahah. luckily there wasnt a jam at AYE and he managed to reached his camp on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself terribly on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poking fun at each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;souring each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luffing non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1698451280614817720?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1698451280614817720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-5804187906866665208</id><published>2007-11-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:11:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nv judge a food by its price*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-5804187906866665208?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5804187906866665208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=5804187906866665208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, faster find a boyfren, get married then gif birth to kids for me to play with ok? not young liao, hurry hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cus may ur ehem *wish* come true ya? this shld be the one u wan to get most alr ba =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha u must be in camp now swatting mosquitoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop running *there* in the middle of the night to see -- ---. n msging me at 5am to tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we haven go Escape la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much to say alr la. in the past 8 yrs say all finish liao wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know i know can liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif cheryl today. bought some stuffs. and the day b4 we meet, we chatted on the phone for like 1hr plus toking abt girly girly stuffs. haha tink i luffed till my every1 in my household got awoken up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Enchanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~happily ever after~&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. so sweet and nice the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice if its true in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prince charming.. where are u? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a sweet movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still gg &lt;em&gt;awwwww&lt;/em&gt; over it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we came home and sang 40+ songs. haha terrible. like 100 yrs nv sing. and now we are watching and luffing damn hard at some entertainment programme. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is coming! =) misses..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4624698683435409013?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.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-28840039.post-3203188433707223039</id><published>2007-11-22T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:32:48.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've becum very irritable, pek chek, lethargic, having my emotions swinging to the max or whatever u name it la, ever since i started on&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no gd, i know. but what can i do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to clench my fists and carry on till i reached &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very determined to make &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; reach &lt;em&gt;that way&lt;/em&gt;, till im satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my frens, bear with me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my moods and mannerisms these days arent that good and it may continue for a period of time, but i'll try my best to curb it ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp to the 2 who were on the phone conference with me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whoever that i've given the taste of my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just at this point, i got to know of a damn bad news).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli realli duno wad to say sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i totally forgot what i wanted to continue blogging abt alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sad feelings aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well done Allson (my cousin)!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for yr wonderful PSLE results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept sneezing alot. im not down with the flu. pure sneezes. duno why.&lt;br /&gt;ah! someone is thinking of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dubu-saeyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit u? &lt;br /&gt;u lah~&lt;br /&gt;mus be u la!&lt;br /&gt;haha~&lt;br /&gt;im mad&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot heavy colour light frens! ya she forsakes me liao! boohoo~ haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dec faster come pls. i wan to go on all my holidays. hurry hurry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3203188433707223039?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3203188433707223039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3203188433707223039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3203188433707223039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3203188433707223039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-becum-very-irritable-pek-chek.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-3312653414113964376</id><published>2007-11-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:57:34.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im utterly speechless u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i THOUGHT it WAS, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is NOT what i THINK it IS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings has dipped till way beyond the bottom of an infinite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one really understands me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oli thing that makes me look forward to, is this sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, how long can i shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be happy for 3 to 4 hrs - max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from now until sat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli duno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so negative that crying doesnt seems to be an option, to release my inner emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i carn force out any tears either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everything is just stuck in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THAT?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way everything is gg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go a one-man island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oli bring my mushrooms along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i were to type here continuosly until tml morning, it werent be of any help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duno wad to say anymre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3312653414113964376?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3312653414113964376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3312653414113964376' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-11-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms shoot got a bear from build-a-bear workshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha let our bears be frens! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wads the name of ur bear again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missy chong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i regretted the name that i have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-9128652237407836418?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9128652237407836418/comments/default' title='Post 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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-28840039.post-3808057876164785541</id><published>2007-11-18T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T13:22:59.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the whole of my sat morning was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.1:&lt;br /&gt;the lecture hall was full to the brim - it was fuller than usual and ALL the seats are occupied. stoopid sia. i had to seat at the last row of chairs there W/O table for 1hr 30mins. there are others who are in the same plight as me. thats right - i pay thousands of dollars to go to sch w/o even a decent seat and table for me to have my lesson ok? it was so uncomfortable having lecture like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.2:&lt;br /&gt;during the break, some ppl left and we are lucky enuf to sit all together. but what happens during the 2nd half of the lecture, i had no wish to say it here. but the impact was great enuf to make me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.3:&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting in my car, in the sch carpark, preparing to leave sch. out of a sudden, i heard 'PoMp!'. i got a shock la cus the carpark was so quiet in its surroundings. i turned left - guess what? this guy who had just parked beside me, open his door WIDE and HARD enuf to LEAVE A SCRATCH MARK ON MY CAR! dammit. my mood was alr rotten to the core and this had to happen to my car. very heart pain u know?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.4:&lt;br /&gt;i was on the road driving straight where there was this motorcyclist that came from the left 'give way' side road - w/o even checking for his oncoming traffic. turning vehicles are supposed to give way to straight going vehicles. but the motorcyclist NV eh! smemre happily come into my lane. when i noticed this, i had no chance to step on the breaks at all. i had to swerve onto the other lane, which luckily is empty. if not i wud have knocked into the motorcyclist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rotten to the core isnt it? it werent so bad. if nt for No.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything was forgotten when i reached home, together with my relatives that came over for our weekly gathering - i became happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family warmth and love = the cure for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt i still have sourish feelings, but compared to in the morning, it was better than having a stone weighing 1000 tonnes in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 4am on fri night and had to wake up at 8am on sat morning. i was damn tired so i had a short nap in the afternoon. i was awoken by cheryl's voice asking me to wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found this on my bed: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz8xpUweRHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/nDyUfyfajwo/s1600-h/Photo1025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz8xpUweRHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/nDyUfyfajwo/s320/Photo1025a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133876686242071666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz8x2UweRII/AAAAAAAAAQM/JTbnVbIUbBw/s1600-h/Photo1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz8x2UweRII/AAAAAAAAAQM/JTbnVbIUbBw/s320/Photo1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133876909580371074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i look at you, you look at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i noe im in a mess - i just woke up la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so adorable, the hamster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3808057876164785541?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz8xpUweRHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/nDyUfyfajwo/s72-c/Photo1025a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-1951740312337047737</id><published>2007-11-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T14:00:57.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms shoot's bdae is nxt wk, but becus this buSy lady has her schedule packed all the way till after her bdae, we decided to go and celebrate today. ya she is actually in camp on her bdae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she actu missed me so much that she gave me a col yest - even though we are supposed to meet up the following day. and we boil phone porridge from 12.05am to 4.20am. and shes supposed to wake up for lessons at 6am! see hw much she misses me la. haha. ms shoot, if u are reading this now, u mus be thinking that u wana vomit rite? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we planned to go to Escape. alas! we found it to be not opened when we were there. i thot it was alr the gazetted hols. wad a wasted trip there. but anyway it was drizzling and we werent realli planning on gg in alr. so we had to think and brainstorm on where to go nxt. here and there the list goes on but we still went back to the same old marina sq. haha sorry la my sense of directions abit limited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went coffee club yet again! becus we realli love the pasta there. and of cus nt forgetting my ice berry tea - ultimate fav of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3E9UweRAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rRtxEdar_6I/s1600-h/Photo0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3E9UweRAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rRtxEdar_6I/s320/Photo0951.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133475708095316994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garlic prawn pasta and my darling berry tea! - this time round i didnt want to have slipper lobster linguine again so i had the same as her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i find it a little too spicy and i didnt like the pasta itself, preferred linguine. but their prawns are super fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becus it was alr 4plus when we had this(our first meal of the day), i was alr too hungry to feel hungry anymore = im not hungry anymore. so i cudnt finish bcus i was also missing my tomato-based linguine and too many onions inside haha and transparent smemre. took sme time to pick them all away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3FX0weRBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VrMxTBeCuag/s1600-h/Photo0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3FX0weRBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VrMxTBeCuag/s320/Photo0954.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133476163361850386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meal we wanted to catch a movie, then decided tat walking in marina sq is boring so we went over to suntec. nth to watch (but then we saw one of the star search contestants - chen xia zhong! hes so handsome!) then stroll back to marina. nth to watch also. then just walk abt aimlessly while yakking and yakking away. until it reached the point where we were too tired and decided to leave marina to smewhere else where we can chat over a cup of cuppa. but once again - no idea where to go. then we decided to go back to Manjusri Secondary. canot drive in so park at the carpark near there. and was so surprised to see that the mama shop is still there - where we alwis buy sweets and drinks from, in between red cross trainings. and the uncle remembered us u know! so heartwarming rite? after so many years he still can recognise us and we werent in our uniform. so bought icecream and went back to the car and talk and talk again + photo taking. just for that period of time we can take 60+ photos. see how narcissist ms shoot is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: she actually told me that she DIDNT like taking photos. but while im driving, she was the one holding on to the camera and taking photos of herself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and becus there are HDBs ard, some of them from the 3rd and 4th level actu look at what we were doing la haha. i tink they mus be thinking that we are mad. and i was so afraid that they will video it up and post it up on Youtube! haha. or maybe call Xin Ming or Wan Bao to come and feature us =.=' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are just 2 siao char bos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best scrunched-up face competition. Presenting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3L4EweRCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V3aGMRECHbo/s1600-h/Photo0993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3L4EweRCI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V3aGMRECHbo/s320/Photo0993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133483314482398242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3MJ0weRDI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bTgxIXrtci8/s1600-h/Photo0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3MJ0weRDI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bTgxIXrtci8/s320/Photo0995.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133483619425076274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won(yaya i self declare myself a winner haha)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3NKkweRFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Lbl9imshX3s/s1600-h/Photo1019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3NKkweRFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Lbl9imshX3s/s320/Photo1019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133484731821605970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frens foreva! (im too cute for her to forsake me. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz6C-EweRGI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wapH_IjKEt8/s1600-h/Photo0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz6C-EweRGI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wapH_IjKEt8/s320/Photo0971.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133684628189496418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, ms shoot is trying out her new hobby, authouring a book. she wrote on a new chapter recently(adapted partially from www.futureliesahead.blogspot.com - 16 Nov):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Right found! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Commonsenseless found her Mr. Right in Marina Sq Coffee Club..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter I was talking about remembers her again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's worse lar! He asked her "issit the same again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought he meant the same dishes again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He meant me! Issit the same (friend) again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then commonsenseless replied ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned and say "oh.. hi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when another waitress taking our order.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was cleaning up the table which was beside us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "slipper lobster linguine again?" and look at her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he never even say "garlic prawn pasta?" to me lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he's topping our drinks.. I said thanks to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied "welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when eileen said thanks to him.. he said " WELcome~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore he served her the pasta first lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to get his name lor.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was flushing ALL THE WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blame it on my tiramisu latte.. YOU ONLY TOOK A SIP! I TOOK THE WHOLE CUP! Hmm.. That drink not so wonderful actually.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting series indeed. hw well she can spin a story out just like that. support her new book ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape, wait for us! we are coming very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms shoot, hope u enjoyed urself today ok? and i still owe u a trip to Escape ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1951740312337047737?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1951740312337047737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1951740312337047737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1951740312337047737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1951740312337047737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/ms-shoots-bdae-is-nxt-wk-but-becus-this.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Rz3E9UweRAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rRtxEdar_6I/s72-c/Photo0951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-3338761096434458082</id><published>2007-11-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:22:33.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the butts met up yest, to have a post-birthday dinner for butt heng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzxZfEweQ9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hA-YA0kSAu0/s1600-h/dinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzxZfEweQ9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hA-YA0kSAu0/s320/dinner1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133076065683391442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had kang kong, fried fritters, prawn something something haha i duno what its called in eng i oli know the hokkien version and last but not least chilli crab with man tous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted, laughed and photo-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then proceeded to changing appetite @ marina sq for desserts (ps: i want to go shopping weekday nights! so people-free!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round 2 of chatting &amp; laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the cups of ice water came, butt koh proposed cheers-ing (yum seng).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was abit hesistant - haha becus back in sec sch whenever they promised to do it w/o splashing - it was all lies = i will be soaked thru in my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and butt heng did tell me thru sms b4 meeting that butts koh and cher are excited abt the cheers thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but in the end nth happened la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we made fun of a couple that were being too overly lovey-dovey sitting 2 tables away from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were abt to call for bill, there came another round of cheers. i sort of knew butt koh wanted to make me wet and i also tried to aim her but i lost. my skirt got a wet patch haha like i urine nv urine properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that butt koh wanted to let me take revenge, but haha hw can bdae gal go hme so dry? so i signal butt koh to aim butt heng = 3 cups aimed at her. lol. this time round, even the walls and seats and tables were wet. we felt bad cus we created quite a mess. so hurriedly used tissues to clean up a bit but still messy la. even after we left, we still felt very bad for the mr. waiter who had to clean up after us. sorry mr waiter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself yest night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst(from the 3 of us): fel, 4 yrs later hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzxhKkweQ-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Piz3O4B8khM/s1600-h/Picaboo!0292A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzxhKkweQ-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Piz3O4B8khM/s320/Picaboo!0292A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133084509589095394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3338761096434458082?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3338761096434458082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3338761096434458082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3338761096434458082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3338761096434458082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/butts-met-up-yest-to-have-post-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzxZfEweQ9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hA-YA0kSAu0/s72-c/dinner1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-3710127609895253066</id><published>2007-11-14T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:40:10.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>marketing assignment is due tml. and im still dilly-dallying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to limit ourselves 45 mins on doing this question. i started at 12pm. and now i've oli completed the first part of it. 2 1/2 hrs for a 10marks question. so i guess i'll take another 3hrs for the next 15marks question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to survive for exam you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam got 3 hrs to answer 4 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need 5 1/2 hrs for 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the whole mkting exam i need 22 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOPPIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3710127609895253066?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3710127609895253066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3710127609895253066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3710127609895253066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/3710127609895253066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/marketing-assignment-is-due-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1171219148113990036</id><published>2007-11-11T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:56:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just barely started studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my thoughts are just wandering wandering and wandering away every few mins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concentrate, eileen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y are my emotions so overly adaptable to changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can go from being estatic to sad to angry to happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalala =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1171219148113990036?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1171219148113990036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1171219148113990036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1171219148113990036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1171219148113990036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-just-barely-started-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-4863884857228146055</id><published>2007-11-11T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:58:15.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya and i missed out a very impt point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i've said, the boxes are extremely heavy and luckily i have ms shoot to help me with the boxes along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Shoot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, the stuffs that u blogged are from ur perspective la haha = they are all untrue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-4863884857228146055?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4863884857228146055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=4863884857228146055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4863884857228146055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/4863884857228146055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-ya-and-i-missed-out-very-impt-point.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-1782349810534956992</id><published>2007-11-10T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:59:10.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oli slept at 3+am yest, as usual chasing all the korean dramas. then hafto wake up at 7.30am for lesson. damn tired and i almost skipped today's class. and worse, today's lesson lasted for 3 1/2 hrs. didnt know hw i managed to go through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home for a rest b4 meeting ms shoot for lunner(lunch + dinner). didnt know what to eat and discuss here and there in the end went coffee club again. and ordered the same stuffs minus desserts. oh ya then the mr. waiter can recognise us leh! haha think we went there too many times liao + alwis sit at the same seats smemre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(lao ban niang, xie xie!) wahhaha! so funny! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stroll and stroll ard but nth that we wanted to buy and instead we were just yakking away like we havent met for 10 yrs. and kinda bored of m.sq liao so decided to go Ikea tampines. shop and shop and shop, then add more and more things into the trolley. haha. i managed to find an extra big box to put my bags. before, i was using the carton one - also from ikea but not very stable cus the shape changes and its a little too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXRvJainoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PBBxnZEhNNQ/s1600-h/Photo0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXRvJainoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PBBxnZEhNNQ/s320/Photo0887.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131237958369844866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;box out of shape liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXSE5ainpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HbJTNr_cE2I/s1600-h/Photo0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXSE5ainpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HbJTNr_cE2I/s320/Photo0888.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131238332031999634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont hafto worry abt the box gg out of shape alr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXSiJainqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zLquStt7sd8/s1600-h/Photo0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXSiJainqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zLquStt7sd8/s320/Photo0890.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131238834543173282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much neater liao haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the box dun see like plastic plastic very light. its very heavy leh! somemre i bought 2 -&gt; 1 for my mum. then carn fit into the trolley properly oso. and luckily fit just nice into the boot of the car, if nt i duno hw to transport these boxes home. wad i like is that it has rollers at the bottom - so u dun have to lift the whole box up to sweep underneath, can jus roll it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, theres still some spaces left in the box, anyone wants to buy me more bags? whahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atmosphere is strange all ard. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-11-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Felicia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mkting assignment nt done yet. haiz. test on mon, study a little bit oli. hafto go mug all the way till tml night liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1782349810534956992?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1782349810534956992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1782349810534956992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1782349810534956992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1782349810534956992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/oli-slept-at-3am-yest-as-usual-chasing.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/RzXRvJainoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/PBBxnZEhNNQ/s72-c/Photo0887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-7675787432621117845</id><published>2007-11-09T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:19:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say oso canot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun say oso canot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7675787432621117845?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7675787432621117845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7675787432621117845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7675787432621117845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7675787432621117845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-oso-canot-dun-say-oso-canot-how.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-28840039.post-7816808176230082560</id><published>2007-11-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:32:46.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Ry9E4RcMLPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9R8D7R19C6g/s1600-h/Photo0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Ry9E4RcMLPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9R8D7R19C6g/s320/Photo0877.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129394234143288562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 more mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to tok to when im stuck in jams; especially on mon evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute arent they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to dislike driving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-7816808176230082560?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7816808176230082560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=7816808176230082560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7816808176230082560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/7816808176230082560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/2007/11/bought-2-more-mushrooms.html' title=''/><author><name>eiLeen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17033506765366128654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_iJagqXlURV8/Ry9E4RcMLPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9R8D7R19C6g/s72-c/Photo0877.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28840039.post-3798924724069258742</id><published>2007-11-01T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:57:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Vanessa Wong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally im the last one amongst everyone else this year(to sms her my wishes)! haha! new trend between us, to try to be the last one to wish each other on each other's bdae.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not for the korean dramas, to help me take my mind off, make me luff, make me cry, i realli dunno wad i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Princesses - extremely nice drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: thanks for that ms van, im touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-3798924724069258742?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3798924724069258742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=3798924724069258742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dun wan to be here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even wan to be on earth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad on earth is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28840039-1779007771304275742?l=thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsvoicessecrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1779007771304275742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28840039&amp;postID=1779007771304275742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28840039/posts/default/1779007771304275742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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